A Musical Concert by Karthik

It has been confirmed that Karthik, the famous playback singer, will be performing on the inaugural day, 28^th Novemeber. Karthik has sung a number of songs for many popular music directors, including A. R. Rahman and Ilayaraaja. Karthik has sung songs in several Indian languages - Tamil, Telugu, Hindi, Malayalam, and Kannada. We hope all of you will be there to welcome him to GEC. Guys & gals! Let us SHOW HIM a good time! Be sure not to miss it, for how many times in your life shall you get to hear, dance, jump and howl to live music tracks which incidentally were also sung by the same person?—very few, of course. Life is made up of a few short lived grand moments, friends! Be greedy! Let it not slip by untasted! It is up to us to make the best out of it!

His popular songs are:

* Oh my firend,Happy Days
* Are rey,Happy Days
* July malargale,Bagavathi
* Pooncholai Kiliye,Aran
* Unn Paarvayil,Something Something
* Oru Maalai, Ghajini
* Mundasu Sooriyane, Sandai Kozhi
* Manja Kattu Maina,Manadhai Thirudivittai
* Koo Koovena,Kanda Naal Mudhal
* Kan Pesum Varthaigal, 7G Rainbow Colony
* Niluvadhamu Ninu Epudaina, Nuvvostanante Nenoddantana
* Pilichina Kadhantava, Athadu
* Choododhantunna, Pokiri
* Happy, Happy
* O Cheli, Arjun
* Vallu kalla, Mass
* Oliyile, Azhagi
* Athiradee, Sivaji: The Boss (Chorus)
* Jana Gana Mana,Ayutha_Ezhuthu
* New,New
* Ale Ale, Boys
* Girlfriend, Boys
* Maro Maro, Boys
* Akale, Akale
* Uyire en uyire,Thotti Jaya
* Ambuli Mama, Perazhagan
* Sakthi Kodu, Baba
* Maya maya,Baba
* Oru Ooril, Kaaka Kaaka
* Aval Ulaga Azhagiye, Leysa Leysa
* Annanoda Paatu, Chandramuki
* Pinju Mazhai Chaaral, Varnajaalam
* Mele Vellithinkal,Thanmatra
* Poonchleekiliye,''Keerthi Chakra
* Theradi Veedhiyil,Run
* Nendhukittaen,Star
* Unnale Unnale,Unnale Unnale
* Collegikku Povum"Kovil
* Munrezhuthu Ketavarthai, Parthale Paravasam
* Ena seiya nan ena Seiya(Buck Buck),Partheeban Kanavu'
* Anna Salaiyil, Roja Kootam'
* Oh Nanbane Nanbane, Dhill
* Enadi Muniyama, Vaathiyar
* Enama Kannu, Thiruvilayadal
* Kadhal Nerupin, Veyil
* Yedho Yedho Onru, Enakku 20 Unakku 18
* Nenje Thulipo Kadal Solipo, University
* Yedho Una Nenachuirunthen, Sola Maranda Kathai
* Adatha Aatemellam, Mounam Pesiyadhe
* Unai Partha Piragu Than, Thiruda Thirudi
* Adicha Nethiya Adipen, Villan
* Adra Adra Sakka Even Vantha, Giri
* Anarkali Anarkali, Kangalal Kaithu Sei
* Chithiraiyil Ena Varum, Sivapathikaram
* Ice Katey Ice Katey, Madurai
* Aval Yaraval Azhaganaval, Anbu
* Chinna Kuyile Kuyile, Manasellam
* I Love you Da, I Love You Da
* Kanavugal kana, Ullam Kekume
* Kavithai Iravu, Sullan
* Kiru Kiru vena Kiranguren, Kadhal
* Krishna Krishna, Dum Dum Dum
* Kolikandu Kannu, Emtan Magan
* Manase Manase, April Madathil
* Oru Nodi Sila Nodi, Parijatham
* Oru Porkalam, Kasthurimaan
* Pachaikili, Thenral
* Puyale Puyale Pothi Vaicha,Kovil
* Sight Adipom Dum Adipom, April Madathil
* Thamizha Thamizha, Thamizhan
* Thiruvellikeni Rani, Udaya

Tecvoice-06

“I read a book one day and my whole life was changed.” – The New Life; Orhan Pamuk

The fans, the lights, the mike, got abruptly switched off. The heat was stifling, steam oozed from the perspiring bodies of those that filled the seminar hall. Some, took whichever book they could lay their hands on and started fanning themselves. A few students were running around trying to bring back their prodigal brother: electricity. After a few minutes, in which the hall had started to buzz with that familiar murmur of impatient students, a shrill sound emanated from the mike: it was working. The poet got up from his seat once again, resumed his speech and began reciting a poem. His body jerked, possessed by the potent words he uttered; his hands punched and slashed the air; his voice rang like church bells on Easter bringing those souls who were about to fall into that abyss called sleep back into the world; his words bored into the minds, dug through the heart and brought forth meaning. The poet with the hat on his head was Sri. Vinayachandran, he had come to unveil the college magazine “Tecvoice-06”, and he concluded his speech by wishing us well in our endeavors. He left with his escort, leaving behind what he had unveiled: a book.

***

"But who will not willingly agree that pure observation is more rare than is believed? We are apt to confuse our sensations, our opinion, our judgment, with what we experience, so that we do not remain long in the passive attitude of the observer, but soon go on to make reflections; and upon these no greater weight can be placed than may be more or less justified by the nature and quality of our individual intellects."-- Goethe

The articles in the magazine are a precipitate of the observations of events that have acted as catalysts and have caused us to react to what happens around us in a way that is non-violent, but nevertheless, forceful enough to make another think. There are men who choose the path of action remarking – and not without reason – that actions speak better than words. To them, let me point out that when one writes and publishes, he has acted. Have not those journalists, those freedom fighters, published writings against tyranny, despotism and suffered because they acted against the colonialist whims? Has not the world raised its voice more than once whenever the freedom of expression has been suppressed, and wasn’t justice conferred, only because that voice of dissent had caused the blind lady who metes and doles justice to arise from her oblivious stupor? We writers, even those who write albeit if only as a hobby, have to recognize our duty. To quote Kazantzakis: “The creator’s responsibility is a great one; he opens a road that may entice the future and force it to make up its mind.” Here, let me also point out that only when one publishes, privately within his/her circle of friends, or otherwise publicly, has one acted; until then he/she has only perhaps cribbed about things he/she has no power over: much ado about nothing. So, I would like to beseech to you fellow writers, please come forward; publish your thoughts; act!

Let me end this article with a few extracts from Goethe's "Introduction to the Propyläen" in which he talks about writing and art:

"Short papers, in which are set down from time to time one’s thoughts, convictions, and wishes, in order to find entertainment in one’s past self after a lapse of time, are excellent auxiliary means for the development of oneself and of others, none of which should be neglected when one considers the brief period allotted to life and the many obstacles that stand in the way of every advance."

"In the arts and sciences, however, in addition to this close association among their votaries, a relation to the public is as favorable as it is necessary. Whatever of universal interest one thinks or accomplishes belongs to the world, and the world brings to maturity whatever it can utilize of the efforts of the individual. The desire for approval which the author feels is an impulse implanted by Nature to draw him toward something higher; he thinks he has attained the laurel wreath, but soon becomes aware that a more laborious training of every native talent is necessary in order to retain the public favor; though it may be attained for a short moment through fortune or accident also."

"Naturally the public has a great influence upon Art, since in return for its approval and its money it demands work that may give satisfaction and immediate enjoyment; and the artist will for the most part be glad to adapt himself to it, for he also is a part of the public, he has received his training during the same years, he feels the same needs, strives in the same direction, and thus moves along happily with the multitude which supports him and which is invigorated by him. In this matter we see whole nations and epochs delighted by their artists, just as the artist sees himself reflected in his nation and his epoch, without either having even the slightest suspicion that their path might not be right, that their taste might be at least one-sided, their art on the decline, and their progress in the wrong direction."

About the writer, Goethe writes the following:

“Little call as he may have to instruct others, he wishes nevertheless to open out his heart to such as he either knows or hopes to be of like mind with himself, but who are widely scattered in the world: he wishes to knit anew his connections with his oldest friends, to continue those recently formed, and to win other friends among the rising generation for the remaining course of his life. He wishes to spare the young those circuitous paths, on which he himself had lost his way.”

The work for the next magazine has already begun. The magazine shall be a portal for those who wish to get their views through to those around them and those who are isolated from them. Many have taken advantage of this portal, and I hope you shall too.

Hear! Hear!

Once upon a time, long, long ago (that is to say 50 years back)—youth twinkling in their eyes, hearts filled with ambitious dreams, and with an uncompromising passion for life, the first set of aspiring engineers set foot into the Government College of Engineering, Thrissur. This institution then went on to become the established centre for technical education, thus completing what was lacking in the cultural capital of Kerala. Gallons of water under the bridge; its fertile loins have since then brought forth thousands of engineers who have passed on to receive accolades rightfully deserved; quite a few, who dropped out, have then moved onto achieve what was thought to be next to impossible in ventures pertaining to their interests which were nurtured during the time they spent inside these college grounds. Athletics, sports, arts, and last but not the least, education flourished and decades later, we find ourselves in this prestigious institution, celebrating its golden jubilee year.

Dhyuthi ‘07 a cultural and literary extravaganza, was today formally announced to the world outside as a part of the golden jubilee celebrations. A long line of GECians slithering through the curvaceous road, their voices reverberating through the contiguous shops encircling "the round"; youthful boys and beautiful girls joyously shouting passionate slogans; Swaraj round resounded not with the occasional din of evening traffic but with the voice of GEC. The disembodied voices became one, knocked on heavens doors and asked God to wake up and take notice of what is prophesied to be the largest cultural fest one shall bear witness to: Dhyuthi '07.

Strange faces and stranger looks, people came to us looking for answers “What is all this?” and to that we answer nonchalantly, “We are celebrating, chetta…we are 50 years old.” Well, how does it feel to be 50?—young, of course. Here let me point out something that has, sort of, prodded me into thinking: Colleges don’t grow old. They are eternally young: Peter Pans of educated reality. How is it that they remain young?—we, of course.

What is in store for you in Dhyuthi ‘07? Good question, heres what we have in stock for you…

Day: 1 (Nov: 28)
· Mimicry
· Monoact
· Creative writing
· Face painting
· Cartoon
· Drawing

Day: 2 (Nov: 29)
· Rangoli
· Thiruvathirakali
· Oppana
· Step n Synchro
· Western dance
· English drama
· Malayalam drama
· Western orchestra

Day: 3 (Nov: 30)
· Eastern Orchestra
· Anthakshari
· Nostalgia
· Nadanpattu
· Quiz
· Mime
· Movie spoof
· Street play
· Song competition
· Eastern Dance

We shall keep you posted on the upcoming events and happenings in the college regarding the golden jubilee celebrations and Dhyuthi ‘07on this blog. Any queries regarding the events can be sent to dhyuthi07blog@gmail.com and any one interested in co-blogging are also invited to send their posts to the above mail id.