It is another day in the library whose books stare at me from tall shelves, as if seeking to devour me. Yet another stream of commie ideals have been bombarded on us sitting ducks like a kamikaze attack. We are ducks to the establishment here, and sit unwillingly, bound by the autocratic regime that seeks to create brain washed clones of stalin or lenin or whoever -lin was a commie. I am appalled at the brazen attempts at indoctrination, which would make proud none else than Stalin himself.

Throughout my stay here, the common unwavering thread stretching through all the lectures has been the ideology of the guest speakers.All leftists, the likes of whom have long gone by changing stance to the centre or right or n- numbers of the hyphenated types, for example, center-right and all of that. But here is the torch of anti-establishment and anti-reforms still burning bright among the so-called intellectuals, who cannot comprehend that leftists are a spent force all over the world, except in Latin America which botched up on capitalist policies. These propagators of leftist ideals are making unacceptably forceful attempts on us to toe the line. They want to squeeze out freedom of thought,like a python's grasp of its prey, and waiting for us to say "I acede". That is their sign of victory. Unfortunately for them, they have miserably failed to take us remotely close to that desperate existence.

To me, journalism represents freedom in its pristine form. Unliike usual 8-8 jobs which mutate human beings into insipid, unthinking robots showing blind obsequiousness for its master, journalism not just allows but expects us to think freely. I can study and interpret the world around me based on my own observations and inclinations. I am of course expected to be tolerant and accepting of the various realities that can exist of the same situation, so brilliantly depicted in Kurosawa's Roshomon, and report truth as seen by us and them , which may well be at loggerheads with my own interpretation of the same. There is no room for imposition of my views on others, through forced indoctrination.

The marking system, so nakedly displayed on all notice boards, clearly depict the archaic mindset of the commies, yet again, which is intrinsically oppossed to rational thinking. There is a sort of minimum that everybody gets irrespective of whether he was blissfully sleeping in his flat when the class was on. Where the importance of good writing is haphazardly and emphasised, almost splattered, across lectures only to be given a short shift while marking. You get recognised for conning material. It is also a reward for obsequiousness, which is an affront to any theory of rationality. As someone wrote on the marksheets, we are like guinea pigs in a lab called ACJ, which is among the last vestiges left of communist ideals, and caught in a cage of insidious propaganda through all directions. The distribution of the Che Guevara calendar was a vindication of that.