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Deccan Herald this morning gave me this news:

Back to square one

BANGALORE, DHNS:


The seat selection process at the Common Entrance Test (CET) Cell for
admission to professional colleges has been postponed indefinitely and
seats allotted during the last few days based on the 75:25 ratio
cancelled.

This decision comes in the wake of the interim order of the Supreme
Court on Thursday fixing 50:50 as the management and the state quota
for admission of students in the 2004-05 academic year.

The entire seat selection process for admission to medical, dental,
Indian system of medicine, homoeopathy and engineering courses will
now have to be redone based on a 50:50 seat-sharing arrangement.

So far the CET Cell has allotted 1,253 medical seats, 163 dental, 170
ayurveda, 25 homeopathy, and one seat each in Unani and Yoga courses
to candidates in government, aided and private unaided colleges. All
these are deemed cancelled.
"The seat selection process will not take place from July 16 till
further notification.

The new schedule for seat selection will be notified shortly in
newspapers and also on the CET website http://kar.nic.in/cet," CET
Cell Special Officer D N Nayak said.
The CET Cell had commenced the seat selection process on July 8.

This was based on the 75:25 seat sharing arrangement between
government and management.

"In view of the developments, candidates have been advised not to
report to the allotted colleges and they will have to be reappear for
seat selection on the revised dates to be notified," Mr Nayak said.


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