The Tipping Point

"The Tipping point is that magic moment when an idea, trend or social behavior
 crosses a threshold, tips and spreads like wildfire."

Okay. This was a long, long break from writing. But now that I have got a temporary relief from tests and department work is relatively lighter, here I am… back again, writing on my favourite topic: Life.

This is not going to be a philosophical post at all. At least I’m trying not to make it one. I’ve had enough troubles and interventions for a lifetime already thanks to too much preaching. So here is a very normal, general post, written just because my blog readership was on a decline.

The last month has been an eventful one. BOSM started with a BANG on 14^th September. And that was about all that happened.

You see, it rained in Pilani. It rained, like it had rained never before. For a week then, it had been a very uncomfortable weather, and everybody wished it rained. And as they say, bhagwan ne hamari sun li! But the problem was that the timing was very wrong.

A bit into flash-back: this year, The Department of Informalz had very big plans, and their execution was going well too. For instance, we had a kickass video, and a new logo, which implied we had to get a new banner made. We had planned a life sized angry birds, which was becoming the hot topic of discussion not only among BITSians, but also among other institutes across the country. It had been raining occasionally in the previous week, but those were the normal Pilani spells of rain: lasting five minutes maximum. As one of my very good friends here said, “Do not worry people! The clouds will make way for an Awesome BOSM!!!” I so hoped he was right.

But the clouds apparently had something completely different in mind. It rained till the water-resistant tents gave in. it rained till the whole of GymG was filled with knee-deep water. All the planning for the fest drowned even before we could put the new department banner up. Anyways, as they say, it happens. Shit happens.

To anybody who’s reading this, the situation would sound like the end of the fun world that once existed. At that instant, with washed out hopes and no chance of getting to do any of the planned stuff, our opinion was not much different.

But all this was till that moment when one of those around me accidentally splashed water on someone. All of a sudden, the hope was back. First two, then four, and then everyone else was out of the so-called water-proof shelter into the rain… from breaking a senior’s trust in the Jump of Trust, to watching our co-ords make the Leap(or rather, Fall) of Faith, from boat races to eating hot, sizzling frankies, everything seemed to fall into place. Yes, we had found the Tipping Point.

Needless to say, apart from the NDTV coverage, and dry last day of BOSM on which we conducted some events, we did not have a very successful BOSM 2K11. But it is definitely one of those fests I would always remember, not for its grandeur and awesomeness, but for teaching me the fundamentals of life: how small things make a BIG difference.

 Sir Richard Bach once said: “the simplest things are often the truest.”

All I can add now is:

So true, so true.

P.S. this ended up being a little philosophical too. :P