Seven days a week, we rise early, rush through the morning regime and make it to class, take rounds in clinics and spend wee hours into the night cramming up information inside our heads only to desperately grope for its meagre remanants the next day.And the cycle resumes again because we’re medical students. And we serve humanity, slowly passing into oblivion in this changing world.


The pure, innocent, unbridled minds are honed with countless stories of kindness and morals from a young age, but the second they emerge from the fantasy to the perils of the real world, it’s nothing but a fable written by the deluded. In a world where the cunning prevail and the sincere, honest man struggles to make ends meet, a cold sense of indifference soon hardens a benevolent heart. The tainted pages of history are evidential of a blasphemous world where killing and war were glorified, gruesome forms of execution were deemed entertaining by the mob and women were considered solely as mediators of childbirth unworthy of respect. Today, we claim to have overcome such brutalities of the past, but have we truly?

Where is the compassion when the media is flooded with news of a two year old being raped or a child being sexually assaulted by his very own relatives. The country reeled in shock with the cold blooded murder of Nitish Katara for the simple reason of being in love and countless other couples who have been slain just because their families value a misnomer of ‘honor’ above all else. Elderly senior citizens live bereft in a rootless existence when their very own children shirk from their pleading hands. Young budding students are driven to contemplation of suicide owing to bullying and isolation by the ‘better sought after’ lot. One man fires at another just because they live across a border. Men are beaten up over parking brawls. The heart wrenching nirbhaya case that shook the world was an ignominy not just for the vile culprits but our entire society as well, for failing at humanitarianism.

Mankind may have advanced past horizons in every field but sensitivity is something we might be deteriorating at. Ambition, greed, intolerance and envy shadow even the smallest sliver of the light of reasoning, comprehension and compassion trying to escape our inherent being. And so long as this cloud looms over us, we are sure to head towards an apocalypse. Hitler has gone and left an atrocious blot on humanity which can never be washed off but only dimmed by people like mother Teresa, Florence nightingale, Oskar schindler who too continue to leave this world behind in turmoil. After watching a movie like ‘interstellar’ which highlights the sole existence of life as the human race in this infinite expanse of the universe, one understands the sheer incongruity of war and petty fights with their grievous consequences. Blinded by race, class, wealth and power, somehwhere down the line we forgot we belong to the same species, empowered with the ability to comprehend each other’s despair and obliged by a moral duty to help each other.

Time has come to lay down the barriers, both mental and physical and emerge as the united race that we are. Perhaps then we could make this world a better place to live in and tide over the abyss that threatens to engulf our being.

– Nidhi Gupta 


A Degrading Phenomenon

The irksome obligation of graduating from college, the absurd provocations of society to procure a secure future, a bank balance, material excess, formal human relationships and search for fame has led man to a point when he calls the world he lives in “developed”. Scientific developments, infrastructure has pulled us back from our engagement with nature, the truth that supports life on earth. Human’s direct interaction with nature has suffered a knee – jerk blow, to put it politely. The comforts, the luxuries, the advancements have taken us away from our raw existence and the purpose of why we were born. Therefore, we live a major proportion of our lifespan virtually, away from what’s raw and real.

I am writing this but I want fame, I want money like each one you do, at the same time I know that if I’ll be doing that, I’ll be lying to myself. But why can I not do it, if I claim to know the reality, and the kind of mess I am heading into? Maybe I do not have the balls to do it, in fact most of you do not have the balls to run away from the societal obligations you have been nurtured into for years. The saddest part is that, we do not feel the obligations, we are accustomed to them so much so that we have accepted them, at the cost of the purpose of our living.

I have been a mediocre student in school, and a below mediocre in college. People judge me, they doubt if I’ll ever be able to complete my graduation. Assignments not done, projects not completed, exceptionally bad evaluations and all that results into an exceptionally bad degree or maybe not even a degree. The loved ones, loved me, because I am irresponsible and therefore they do not see security of a possible common future. ‘Taking tomorrow’s exam and proving that I am good to claim that piece of degree is more important than my freedom of life’. ‘I must cancel my excursion trips because I am not granted holidays for the same.’ So in a concrete dot, I have pushed myself to engage in obligations that hold me back from what’s true and what guarantee a monetarily/socially secure future which of course gives you a social status. But my question is isn’t a secure future the biggest enemy of an adventurous soul?

– Sachin Sengar

(Editor- Backroom Defiance)

The Aghori

The 1000-year old Hindu sect that challenges traditional religious beliefs and follows an unconventional, radical path to enlightenment, the Aghoris. Death, their spiritual teacher; the cremation grounds their home and Shiva, their God, the destroyer and the embodiment of death.


Aghoris believe that Shiva induced the best and worst of the world and nothing is profane, everything is sacred for them. Hence, what other Hindu sects regard as unacceptable or taboo, the Aghoris embrace it the ‘dark forces’ or ‘impurities’ – leads them to a level of higher consciousness.

Aghori Sadhu is associated with cannibalism and rituals using human skulls and animal sacrifices.Aghoriss are distinguished from other Hindu sects by their alcoholic and cannibalistic rituals. Aghoris in India are beyond human imagination with their rituals and mysterious practices.

Aghoris eat left over from human dead bodies on the banks of river Ganges. They drink in a bowl made of human skull. They apply ash from the human pyre. They are the followers of Hindu God – Lord Shiva, they are the “Aghoris”. A place considered dreadful by others is home for Aghoris, the Hindu cremation ground. Out of the various sect of Hindu priest, the most extreme and the most feared of all are the Aghoris. The term “Aghori” is derived from the Sanskrit word – “Aghor” which has various meanings. Aghor means not to forget or non-terrible in one perspectives. And on the other, it means absence of darkness. Agor implies a simple and a natural state of consciousness in which there is no fear or disgust. But on the contrary, the Aghoris have rituals that has seen as being disgustful and feared by common people. As for the Aghori sect, the true meaning of the termAghoriis the one who is fearless and who does not discriminate. The followers of Lord Shiva, the most powerful of all Hindu Gods and considered as a destroyer.
The practice of cannibalism, animal and human sacrifices are mostly related to tantric rites of the worshipers of the Mother goddess in any of the worship form – Kali, Dhurga, Kamakhya or Chammunda
The life of an Aghori Sadhu is not easy, to become like them one has to meditate about twelve years and complete certain rituals under the guidance of an Aghori guru in order to enhance one spiritual strength. Aghoris use woods from pyre, clothes from dead bodies, and ash of burnt bodies for the various rituals. There are certain rules one must follow to become an aghori. Firstly an Aghori must find a teacher and do what the teacher tells him to do. And Aghori must find a human skull known as “kappala”. And use only this as a ritual tool before initiation. An Aghori must apply pyre on his body to symbolically show the nature of the Lord Shiva. The final part of ritual requires eating of rotten human flesh and also meditating sitting on a dead corpse. It symbolizes the rise from Savak(human nature) to Siva.
Agori follows the simple rule that the universe recites in them. And they try to attain enlightenment by self-realization. Many of the Aghoris roam around naked representing the true human form and their detachment from the world of mortals who according to them live in the world of illusion (“maya” in Sanskrit). Through this they transcend human feelings of love, hatred, jealousy and pride. There are many Aghoris walking in the streets of Northern India, with their own kappla ( bowel made of human skull). They eat things like rotten food and left over food from garbage tins, animal’s fesses and animal’s urine. They regularly perform the rituals to highest level in “agaratuva” (enlightenment). Agories belief the God exists in everything whether it is cow dunk or food. Nothing is unholy or not auspicious for them, but everything is sacred. They gain their powers by doing things that is considered unholy or unclean by societies. They believe true Aghori should break all ties with families, friends and all earthly possessions and should live entire life at the cremation ground and eat and drink only through the human skull. They roam freely anywhere they want to, wherever they go they will find their home – cremation ground.

“The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it.” – Bible

– Sachin Sengar (Editor)

Humanity Stands Tall

All the luxuries have I
Possessed like a babysitter’s lullaby
I m flying in the furious flight
That pushes me to think that might
I posses my passion before my pride
I shall be escorted by a fairy guide!

But before I begin to break my braces
And you send me beyond the human traces
I may force myself above all
To accept that humanity stands tall!

Humble as I should be
Not replicating the intentions could be
The cause of my deadly downfall
And therefore I shall accept that humanity among all stands tall!

Learning to accept the nature’s faces
Perceiving the precious pearl like phases
Of life that guide us all
That humanity among all stands tall!

Walking down the forest floor
Hearing the hairy kings roar
Felt my nerve and must I call
That humanity should stand tall!

Blessed by a bountiful business
Coping with the morning dizziness
I wish I remain earthly after all
Humanity among all stands tall!

Success is a cause of humanity
Wisest is being human quality
Those gentlemen have made us crawl
towards a notion, humanity among all stands tall!

Inspiring as bowman’s shot
Soothing as a DIXCY SCOT
Obvious as a march past call
That humanity stands tall.

– Sachin Sengar

What happened to Yugoslavia?

Yugoslavia was a socialist country and was very much different than other communist countries in eastern Europe.

Tto make it easier to understand, Yugoslavia was only “COMMUNIST” country in which you could FREELY buy Mercedes (or any other western car), drink Coca Cola, smoke Lucky Strike, wear Levi’s, after UK, Yugoslavia had second biggest production of rock songs in Europe, and you could travel freely through western (capitalist) countries,only thing you needed for that is Yugoslav “RED” passport.

Fall of communism in eastern Europe didn’t hit Yugoslavia too much, as it did other countries. After Tito’s death in 1980, two new problems started in Yugoslavia, economic crisis and nationalist movements (firstly Albanian in1981, later Serbian, Croatian, Slovenian…).

In 1989 economy was again in control, but the strong nationalist movements began to break up the country. Serbs wanted Big Serbia which would be half size of Yugoslavia (they wanted to unite with Serbs in Croatia and Bosnia), Croats wanted independence but Serbs in Croatia (more than 500 000) didn’t wanted to live in independent Croatia so civil war started, same thing happened in Bosnia.

Here are the consequences:

1. Wars from 1991 until 1995 and the Kosovo war, bombing of Serbia in 1999.

2. Economy is ruined (except in Slovenia), downfall of moral system, corruption, rising of organized crime, low living standard.

3. Many dead,missing and exiled from their homes…

Yugoslavia wasn’t destroyed because of the fall of communism, but because of rise of nationalist pride and greed, manipulation and lies.

4.In Yugoslavia people were optimistic,idealistic and pride,safe,from the ruins of war new people arise,people who are pessimists,afraid and full of hatred toward one another.

It is funny thing that they are now arguing who destroyed Yugoslavia,because they feel guilty of destroying best country they had.

In summary, the breakup of the Soviet Union had little direct effect on Yugoslavia; Yugoslavia did not depend on the Soviets for anything. However, the momentum in Europe as countries like Lithuania and Latvia became independent and Germany re-unified, did all have some impact on Yugoslavia.

– Sachin Sengar ( Editor)

Siliguri Tales


My remote recollection of Siliguri has a lot to do with imaginary build ups, the aura of the town, some self fabricated hypothesis and the smell of tea leaves. I am not the right person to even tell you the monuments/heritage in the town to add to how peaceful the town is. The piece is a mere recollection of small aspects and traits of the town that provoke freshness and peace in my conscience. Siliguri is a small town in the footsteps of Himalayas in northeast India siting at the upper outskirt of West Bengal. I was one year old when dad had to move away from Dalhousie. The new city that I had to move into was somewhat remote, was not even scenic paradise like Dalhousie was, but was toned like an unheard yoga maestro. Perfect is the word. Healthy air, clean water, moist soil, not very well off people, happiness, Chinese toys and  a few more various randomly stacked look-backs are a part of my super short Siliguri tales. I can recollect that the street culture of the city was a mix of Sikkim, Bengal and Assam with a Chinese topping. The land of one of the best Momos you with ever come across, the constant battle of hide and seek with the clouds is a constant but not a monotony. Walking down a Siliguri street you will end up on a roller coaster ride as far as the footwear is concerned, from stylish, colorful and pirated Nike, Addidas, Reebok, Umbro to plane black leather middleclass Bata office chappals worn by Lean lanky proper spectacled Bengali uncle. Siliguri was a lot like a multicultural, lower middle class, integrated society and whenever I try recalling my 4 years of my early childhood there, what flashes across the memory is a picture of any random episode of Malgudi Days. Bounded by stretches of teagardens on almost all sides of the town, the main occupation of a common man primarily comes from collecting tea leaves and the further treatment of the same for commercial use. I recall that the most colorful days at Siliguri use to be the festive season of Durga Puja when big wooden structures called Pandals were made to establish the Goddess Durga statue and for the days it lasted, Bengal’s love for art could be seen loud and bold in various Pandals across different parts of the town. Dance performances, drawing completion and different artistry were constants at each Padal venue. The city housed large number of artisans, owners and workers of numerous cottage industry. Just the smell of the place when I try to recollect, sends a feeling of freshness, peace and simplicity down my spine. For a cultural freak like I am, it is a must visit place for to admire cultural beauty.



– Sachin Sengar (Chief Editor, Backroom Defiance)

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Arturo Vidal – Luxury or Necessity?

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Arturo Vidal has been at the center of the biggest transfer saga this summer with quotes flying left, right and center, ITK’s coming up with stories and of course Conte’s resignation ( coincidence? ) as Juventus coach. There has never been a dull moment in the past month or so, but is the man really what Manchester United need?


Having seen Louis Van Gaal’s philosophy, it’s clear that he prefers a central midfield of 3, the playmaker (10), the runner (8), and the engine(6). Looking at the options United have, Juan Mata, Wayne Rooney, Adnan Janujaz and Shinji Kagawa can all play the playmaker role behind the 2 strikers in the 3-5-2. Also having bought Ander Herrera this summer, United now have one of the most talented box to box midfielders in Europe. The third position, is something United have been lacking since the time of Roy Keane, i.e. the engine in midfield. Anderson looked promising only to disappoint after one good season, and Carrick, Tom Cleverly and Darren Fletcher all not good enough to start day in day out. Fellaini has the strength to shield the back 4, but sadly has no mobility and is best used as a No. 10. Arturo Vidal is regarded by many (and himself) as the best in what he does, and that is being the most perfect box to box player. Unfortunately, United have just signed Ander Herrera and Vidal would be wasted as a number 6, as that is something that would repress his abilities, much like the case of Shinji Kagawa, unless LVG decides to bench Herrera which, in all honesty is unlikely.


In an unbiased view, United could ideally do with a midfield enforcer in the mould Of Kevin Strootman or William Carvalho, who in theory would be the midfield enforcer United desperately need. Both have the mobility as well as the strength required to settle in the premier league, whereas Kevin Strootman has the additional gift of creativity which is why LVG is a big fan of his, perhaps one of them could be the final piece in the puzzle the Manchester United Midfield is?

Let us know who you think would suit Manchester United’s midfield.

– Divjot Singh(Editor, Backroom Defiance)

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