To nigh on 3 years of Awesomeness (and to a wrecked Sociology Midsem too)

Its been almost 3 years since I entered this institute. For the most part all I have heard from colleagues is “WTF?? Why me?? Why here??” and i kno that they are probably right in saying it because regardless of what anyone may say, the placement scenario IS bleak etc etc. But still I state here that I still love it out here … The best of campuses, 2 super awesome fests every single year which refuse to stop growing bigger and better each and every year and all you crazy freaks whom I can call friends.

You will never ever be able to forget any among the brazen, uncivilised cohort of associates next to whom destiny placed you. Some 4 digit number 3 years ago (3 digit guys are the tiniest of  minorities so shut up you don’t have a say here) put all of us some 2000 km away from home in a real weird place. Hot and sticky with mosquitoes and lizards infesting the rooms. Insect bites the order of the day. (Incidentally that is the only reason for which I have hazarded the use of the insti hospital facility to date with a dangerously infected bite that threatened to consume my left foot whole in the 1st sem) Over the course of 3 years some of the strongest bonds have been woven to connect everyone of us forever. Tested over the course of those same 3 years and most recently over some Antiquity if I remember correctly these bonds refuse to break.

Then of course there’s Alcher. Man its crazy to work with you guys … (not that it doesn’t test my resolve many a time but yeah the fest managed to keep my mouth shut those times!! Well not always   I distinctly seem to remember Broken-Bucket flinging or the likes )  But then where’s the fun if you aren’t allowed to get unhinged every once in a while . Must’ve been what 300 odd days and each and everyone of them was AWESOME lemme tell you. Not one moment among them is one I would like to ever forget. And its unlikely that that could ever happen except some moments during the Alcher 09 DP which will never come back to me however hard I try. While I saw each and eveyone of you working you asses off for that one Dream of just 4 days it made me wonder how such a diverse jumble of people with diversely different attitudes and vastly different work ethics ever manage to collaborate and yet we amazed me. We still clicked !! Still worked together and (no one dare oppose this) those were simply the best 4 days of my life . Over those 4 days one of the biggest lessons of life that I learnt was that after 4 days of running around campus (with a parched throat and no food cupons    ) is that nothing feels better than immersing your sore blistered feet in warm water . I always go through a burst of blogging enthu sometime around the midsems and endsems which might be in part responsible for me not being able to write much when the answer sheet comes in front of me. Maybe this is part of that writing enthu but this post has been long long overdue. None of us (except Golu … GS @%^&$%%#^$ !!! ) is gonna have a job this time next year and yet funnily I find that I really dont care !! Being single is touted by many as being awesome, we can set a new precedent for the unemployed being the new uber cool \m/ \m/ !! This ones to you you fools !!! You’re simply mindblowingly AWESOME

Note to self : You %^&%&#$%# you just spent over one and a half hour of your time writing something no one’s gonna read. Have you ever seen the number of hits on your blog ?? (This is actually unchartered territory on the blogosphere) You could have tried to make sense of the effects of the life of Samoan Canoe Builders and Palauan Dancers on Science, Technology and Innovation

How I got to 4003 ……. a journey through my first year.

Its been like a whole week into the sem now. Classes are now very different. Gone are the days when 5-6 people linked only by the location of their rooms went to classes together. They knew not the others “really” . I mean beyond the others names and where they were from, there was not much they knew about each other. Probably, one more thing they knew about each other during those early days of healthy, good for the world in general fresher-senior interaction, was “frequency” . More than that they knew nothing. They had just entered a world oblivious to the joys of DC++, of LAN gaming, of Techniche, of Manthan and of Alcher. When they came here they probably hadn’t seen the varied hues of human nature. They got to see that in these very people, accepted their faults and now are the very best of friends. There is the pseudo-dominant soft at heart insecure guy. There is the one who feels he’s always right and won’t accept not knowing something even if its staring down upon him with the barrel of a gun pointed at his temple. There’s the one who whines at the drop of a hat and yet he’s probably one of the most cheerful guys too, Ironic!! There’s the one who is too melodramatic in stuff he writes, be it status messages or be it scraps to a certain someone wishing her on her birthday. And there’s me, insecure probably, a tad overconfident sometimes, maybe a bit outspoken and too sarcastic sometimes. There’s the football, one track mind if I ever saw one . But thats all just perception. What counts is the strongest possible bond, that of friendship, the everlasting kind. And it’s not that the bond has been untested. Late February 08 saw the bond being stretched to its limit. After that what has been established is that it not going to break. The year saw lots of stuff happening, some mentionables and many unmentionables . How some people used to being pretty much the best in anything even remotely related to academics suddenly realised that maybe thats not all they were made for. Some rediscovered the author in them which had been lost since about 6th class i guess. Many others discovered that they had amazing reflexes …… headshot after headshot ensured that . Some discovered that they could down 650 ml of a pretty dilute solution of ethanol pretty easily. Well all of them discovered that they aren’t and never were the best academically. They accepted it and moved on because they still remained better than most. Or maybe they didn’t give a damn. And then they lifted themselves up in the 2nd sem and got much better academically. So infact they all did give a damn even though none actually admitted it to the others for fear of being labelled “Ghissu of the Lobby”. [This distinction lies as of now with the guy who lives bang in front of me!! ]. And then after 3 months of absolutely amazing fun at home. They returned……. and I got to 4003