Eva in the Office

Friday, February 27, 2009 / Posted by Rahul Jain / comments (0)

Original Author: Eva Ben

Bonjour tout le monde, comment ca va? we have two Moroccans, two and a half indians, and me. the topic of discussion is about spring break, time zones and resolutions. Smells like burned dough in the kitchen. bien venue to the mercator college office, friday evening.

Eva :)

5382

Sunday, February 22, 2009 / Posted by blzmn / comments (2)

5382. That was my phone number for two of the best years in my life - so far.

My phone number in Mercator.

Funny how many things can change in no more than a half year - may be 8 months. College life, graduation - these things seem more than a thousand years away. I am living a new life, new goals, new story, new dreams in Munich. The Munich Diaries - The Story Continued. Believe it or not, this was the first phrase which came to my mind when Rahul sent me the link to this blog (Many thanks!!!), with all the old posts carefully copied on this new home of Mercator College's student mind...

There are some things to which one always come back. This is, in my eyes, from my mouth, pretty exhausted, worn out phrase - I kept telling it to some of my dearest friends when I decided to leave my home Bulgaria for the second time last year, after spending the summer and most of the autumn drifting in the unidentified state between Graduation and Real Life (tm). Gosh, how hard was it this time around. But I wouldn't like to go into details - whenever the nostalgia falls hard on me, I remember what one girl, among those aforementioned dearest friends, once told me: Don't worry, we'll meet again. We are seeking souls, and seeking souls always meet one another...

Anyway, I just wanted to share with all of you folks that I have not forgotten you, or Mercator, or you in Mercator, and I doubt I will soon do... if ever. The MCO Experience was a defining one for my path through life so far, and although I am perfectly aware that time goes in only one direction, I also like to think that Mercator is somehow a part of my present. Count this as the #0 post - I'll do my best to keep on contributing stuff from over here, in friendly, beer & FC Bayern Muenchen obsessed, beautiful Bavaria...

Wiederschauen!

Ivan St.

Dreams

Thursday, February 19, 2009 / Posted by Tilak / comments (2)




Tilak KC

Education has been the only escape for me.

I was raised in one of the most primitive village. I had to walk two hours to and from school daily for my primary education. We had no shoe or slipper to assist us. I still remember those cold winter morning when my feet would burn with cold on my way to school. The sensation of feet would go numb after a while. By the time I reached school I had to run to the fireplace to warm them up.

I wore a grey short and a blue shirt to the school. I had a small brown sweater on top of the shirt. Everything was fine in summer. The torn parts of shirt and sweater on my elbow would act like the ventilators. The space below from the shorts would allow the air to pass up cooling the under stuffs. But things got quiet difficult in winters. The cool air of summer would get really cold in the winters. And the under stuffs and elbows would virtually freeze on the way to school. My parents did their best to patch up the torn parts but those patches were never as good as the new ones.

The classrooms were big empty rooms. There were home made rugs and carpets on the floor. There was a single chair and a blackboard for the teacher. The school didn’t have sufficient class rooms. Whole of the class had to sit in a single room. We were two hundred in our class and we had to cramp in a single room. The books were freely distributed by the government. The copies were expensive. We mostly used a slate. Slates were reusable. We could write on both sides of it and then erase it after showing it to the teacher. We used to run to the river to collect the chalks. We used to collect the special white rocks that could be effectively used as chalk.

I loved going to the school. The walks were difficult the mornings were chilly but the idea of going to the school was beautiful. There were only few children that went to school from our village. And it really felt great walking out in the morning with a slanted bag and a water bottle on my hand. The new things learned at the schools were very much appreciated by my parents. My father would repeatedly ask me about it. And I felt a sense of pride in retelling him with every inch of detail. He would then look at me with ardent admiration on his eyes. He would then carry me on his shoulders and we would head for a walk. This always drove me to get the best in the school. The schools were fun too. I loved learning new things. I heard about the buses and planes for the first time in school. That day I pestered my father to tell me each and every detail of the bus. By the end of it, I had a beautiful picture of house like structure with four wheels and many windows walking through the hills. I read about the capital city Kathmandu for the first time in the grade two. That night I dreamt of going to the capital with my father. These fascinations and desires always drove me to the school.


This article is the excerpt from my upcoming book..Fairytale..



Design Update

Thursday, February 19, 2009 / Posted by Rahul Jain / comments (2)

A big thanks to Etherhill for the top image (pun intended). Also, a big thanks to the developers of GIMP, I absolutely love Fuzzy Select.

Cheers
Rahul

Updates, Backports, et al.

Thursday, February 19, 2009 / Posted by Rahul Jain / comments (2)

So after some really tedious work (I had to import all the blog posts manually as Blogger does not currently support import files generated by Movable Type Open Source 4.1) I have finally managed to backport all the posts on the old mercator blogs. Enjoy the archives.

Cheers
Rahul

European Nights in College Office / Common Room

Wednesday, February 18, 2009 / Posted by Rahul Jain / comments (2)

Now, now! Don't get your hopes up, I am just talking about football here. We would be screening Champions League / UEFA Cup matches in the college office /common room. Today, we had the first screening as our very own Werder Bremen hosted Italian giants AC Milan. The game ended 1-1, with both sides hitting the crossbar once each. Diego (for Bremen) and Inzaghi (for Milan) were the scorers. For highlights head over to greatgoals.
Next Wednesday (24th February) we would meet in the common room to see the gladiators (Roma) take on the gunners (Arsenal) at Emirates. And as a die-hard Roma fan, I have to say this, FORZA Roma everybody. For an exciting trailer of the match, see this youtube video .
Hoping for one hell of a match!

Hello!

Wednesday, February 18, 2009 / Posted by Rahul Jain / comments (0)

Hello everyone,

I am Rahul Jain, a third year Computer Science undergraduate at Jacobs University and a resident of Mercator College since my first year. I would be assisting Ango with the blog and sharing my experiences of life in and after Mercator College. Get the comments rolling.

Welcome

Wednesday, February 18, 2009 / Posted by Mercator College / comments (1)

Hi from the Weblady of Mercator aka Mihaela :) I am looking forward to a productive collaboration in keeping this blog alive!
// Updated on 23.02.2010

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