Sir Sir Sir, Please sir!!(Suspension-Part 1)

What a day!! I get up at 7:30 in the morning, look around, it felt like midnight and that was a clear sign for me to bunk. You may ask why the hell do you bunk on a Monday morning?? Answer is very simple, cos its bunk and there is no reason for it. But fearing a suspension, I got ready for the second hour. Suddenly I get a message “Have you bunked first hour, even I did, call me when you leave for 2nd hour”. So definitely I’m not the only one who bunked. Both of us together were getting ready to leave, on our way we see another 2 people joining us, okay that was when I got scared, prolly we’ll get chucked out of class, but proud and confident that all that suspension crap is for the guys who are bunking the entire day and not the ones who bunked first hour (as if we had some genuine reason). Promptly we attended the lab hour and came back to hostel for lunch.


Suddenly we get a message, “Please meet HOD before attending the second session”. All of us are like “Why the hell, we just bunked one hour!!” and the reply message says “Immaterial of the no. of hours you have taken off, you are supposed to meet, please get your reasons ready!”

Like five of us sit and think of reasons, “Prolly we can tell him we didn’t have ID cards”, or “We should say we are not feeling well”, “what about no water in the bathroom”, “what about slept off: P”.

Then we decided none of these reasons can justify for our absence for just one hour that too Monday first hour and he is definitely not gonna believe us. So we decided let’s give a blank expression when he questions.

10 of us totally went and stood outside his cabin. He acted so oblivious to us; all he said was “Don’t waste your time, come next week”. We kept looking at his face, even a deaf person would have acknowledged his statement better than what we did. At an interval of five mins he would say “Dont waste your time, take rest” and we would follow it up with “Sorry Sir, Please sir, we won’t repeat it again.” This cycle went on for like 15 mins. Then to his rescue, a faculty came in and eventually we were chucked out of his cabin. As soon as she went out, we again entered, this time he got frustrated, “Behave like professionals, I say get out don’t waste time, go attend your health problems and finish your backlog of sleep”. We were so shocked, cos in the one hour this was the longest sentence he spoke and for that also we had the same line “Sorry sir, we won’t repeat it again sir, please sir”, like we didn’t know anything else to speak in English. Then a long pause, he continues to read a book on stochastic process amidst the noise made by us and suddenly he decides that we aren gonna let him be in peace, so he switches off the light in his cabin and just walks away. Definitely he was gonna take more than an hour to come back, so meanwhile we went and refreshed ourselves and came back to tell the same words. As expected it didn’t work, few told him “sir I wasn’t well, I have full attendance sir, this is the first time....”, he looked “you have attendance right, attend your health issues, this is of more priority”, and that person is shocked thinking “Nothing would be considered as a reason, is it?” . Finally it became dark, like some ethics followed in Mahabaratha war we didn’t like standing after dusk. So we left for the day to start it afresh the following day after the first siren in the morning!! :P

Resident Evil

I just realised that I am a big time sadist (NOTE:I'm not complaining, instead smiling :P ).
I usually am one, but today the percentage has increased. Simply because, I did something that the others didn't, I experienced something that the others failed to. When you do something, you never realise its output when you are doing it, but once you think it has come out well after its over, you just cant shut up but go on and on about it.And when you know the one sitting next to you didnt get it right, and you happen to somewhat detest him/her, you just cant shut up, you just have to rub it in just for the heck of it.
Reading all this might not sound anything pleasant, you might really I think I'm such a sadist, but all I'm doing is giving a evil grin.
I'm doing this post, cos down the years, if it happens that I become saadhu, I should remember I was no better when I was young.
All of us have this evil residing in us, don't we!!But not everyday we accept it!!

Dust Bin was there!!

Divi comes running from the wash basin screaming to the table where we were eating, " Are we still in a girls hostel".
All of us were like "Why what happened, has the management allowed the guys to come for dinner to the girls' mess?"
She sighs (Obviously, such an invalid question we had asked!),
" Aiyo, not that, I was just thinking that prolly when we were away they decided to house animals too in here to slowly convert it into a zoo and then call it Zoo away from Zoo!"
By that statement, it shouldn't have been difficult for us ,who have been staying for a few years now, to guess wat could have been the reason for such a statement, but surpisingly we were clueless, blame it on our long period stay here.
There were a lot of questions, "Did someone push you?", "Did someone pour water on you?", "Did they throw food on your plate?", "Did they say "excuse me" in a queue?","Did someone grab your food?",or "Did they hit you with a plate".
She was like "Do you think I would be surprised if someone did this, that too after all these years?".
( NOTE: The above mentioned questions were posed only out of personal experience, experienced atleast once a day")
We got frustrated , "What is it that has been newly introduced in the list of things that would please us?"
She points out to a place near the wash basin, all we could see was a few girls throwing food in the dust bin from a distance of 10 metres as if they were shooting a ball in a loop with atmost precision. We were very annoyed about the fact that they were throwing things from a distance, then divi was like "You guys haven seen the full scene, they are actually not throwing it in the dust bin, first of all there is no dust bin there, they are marking the place where the dustbin was there by throwing things around the mark that the dust bin had made when it was there."
All we did was smile and just walk away cos we didnt know how to react.
When I was staring stunned by the amount of animosity, I hear a girl from behind tell "Enna di aachu?? " (as if the scene didnt surprise her)
The other girl said "Therila di ", and they leave the scene by promptly throwing the waste around that place where the dust bin was there.

Memories of Goa

I call it a dream like all the others do. Only a dream can be unbelievable, it can be what you want or wish it to be and you never know when it started but you would feel the end right after you wake up and feel for it not lasting forever.
This is a dream that 33 of us experienced for around six days and even now we are refusing to come out of it.
Designing this dream was not an easy job but it felt like a breeze cos of Alagiri, SV, Arthi, Sudharsan and   Shivram.
The dream was filled with beach, sea food, volley ball, water sports, shacks and of all a set of 33 wonderful people always around.
We do not know how we became close, we do not know what made us grow close, all we knew was we could just randomly choose a person out of the lot for help no matter what it was.
The train journeys were remembered for the mafia games, dumb-c, the card games, and sha-boo-three :P, the endless manga sessions, standing near the door, coffee and tea at random stations.
And the bus journeys for dance, music, and at times getting hidden in the last rows to just come out surprisingly very active.
A halt at any beach is incomplete without us getting drowned in them, the choke slams where the guys literally push the girls down the sea only when a scaringly huge wave hits, a game of volley ball, monkey game in the beach and a lot of other silly games.
Dinner had always been an exciting part of our trip, cos we girls had never gotten a chance to go out with our class guys for dinner on any day in college.I should say I got to know a lot of guys really well cos of the dinner at the sea food restaurant, where we eventually ended up every day.The first day dinner was kinda intimidating, but now its like I'm missing those moments forever, it was not the food or the restaurant, it was the 15 of us who had grown close during each dinner.
The walk back to the hotel after every night was an amazing experience.We girls never had the chance to experience  the night life like the guys, but all I know is that we never complained cos the guys made sure we enjoyed as much as we could before the curfew time and then only dropped us back in the hotel. I loved sharing my room with apu cos she always kept company till I slept by continusly mangaaing and talking, this was the first time I had shared a room with her or prolly should I say spent time more than any other day in these four years.
The adventurous part in the trip was the water sports at Calangute with its banana ride and para sailing which makes me wanna go back there again.
The other memorable moments have been my work as an alarm, I really detested that job but yet it turned out very interesting and funny each day, and then the hailay hailay song that moni sang at Daniel during dinner, then the very pleasant driver at Goa :P , and non-sarcastically sweet and a supportive Suresh na , our tour guide and our unstable hotel owner who surprisingly arranged for a camp fire without petrol or wood,
and Daniel had to show his art of breaking chairs and tables to gather wood for the camp fire :P, the big rooms, fresh breakfast by the pool side, the addiction for mafia, vishnu's hairstyle and the effect of orange juice on him, the breezer baby at the river cruise, and our tireless dance at the river cruise, the NIO's ppt whch didn't last even for 5 minutes when it should have been the major part of our entire trip, very supportive faculties who acted oblivious to many things, viswa's 'his'tory, everyone's life story, and that night where many people were candid about their entire college life till then, and a very thoughtful toast by shivram.
After this trip, its like I know a lot of people and I'm sure I would stay in touch with them forever. My outlook on people like Shivram ,Arunachalam,Aparna and Adithya have totally changed, when I say change I mean to say it was for real good.
And my entire trip wouldn have been what it was if it was not for alagiri, divi, daniel, sv, apu, mike,viswa,CP, moni, arthi, aishu, shivram,vinod,arunachalam. I can actually keep adding.These were the guys whom I always used to search for in the trip.
Every moment in this trip has been captured really well, that it would slap us if we happen to forget our class at any point.We all wanted photos not for the sake of it cos we wanted to remember the moments and our emotions at every stage.
There would have been a lot of things that I would have forgotten , but all I know is this trip holds a very special place in my college life , this was the one that brought all of us together and brought us out of our shells and made us understand what exactly college life meant.I had always been excited about just 7 months remaining in our college life , but after this trip I feel seven months is not enough, I wanna go back to July 4,2007 and start it all again.
Hope this dream is remembered forever by everyone who were a part of it.
Cheers to Goa and Us , the Softies 2k7 :):)

Go Go Go GOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

We are gonna go to GOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA :):) It is gonna be awesome I believe...This is our last trip (or IV) as a class. It was awesome coordinating with the others for organising this trip. Hope everything goes smooth and we all have an awesome and at the same time a safe trip. The 2 non-members of our class accompanying us seem to be good. But let’s see.


As of now BYE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :):)

Ignorance is bliss!

Me and my friend were walking on the road and stopped by to have a kulfi. It was just a regular routine to spend some 10 bucks on it. While we were eating a bike stopped by near the kulfi shop. A girl jumped from the bike seat, she was wearing those school pinafores that any school girl would complain of wearing and the long hair tied in an irritating manner. But all these sound nice now and it looks apt for a school girl. But then, so relentlessly I used to make a fuss about tying my hair in a particular way. Now when I look back, without all those PT teachers coming behind us for not wearing ribbons, growing extra large nails and for wearing improper clothes and for not polishing our shoes and without all the well designed yet somehow badly stitched school uniforms we would not be what we are today. We would not have learnt the basic manners or discipline that is required before you start walking the road by yourselves.


Why would wearing uniform, or polishing shoes or cutting nails or tying hair matter sooo much to the school??Think and see without uniforms we would have started to differentiate or classify people based on their dressing, polishing shoes might make us look clean and tidy, tying hair makes us less worry about it while our main focus in school is to study and interact with people and we are still kids to start worrying about the way we look or behave.

When did I realise all this? Not when I came to college but when I actually saw a 10 year old girl worried about what she wore, how her hair was tied or what food she took to college and more worried about not having a facebook account. Do you think the girl is spoilt? Yes, not only her, but her entire school. Her entire school considers eating sandwich is cool over sambar rice, and leaving their hair free is the best style instead of neatly tying it up. And short clothes mean adapting to the trend and pants are out of fashion!!!!!!! These are not the perspectives of a college going kid but a 10 year old who is not even allowed to go to a shop without being escorted by elders. Do we have to blame these kids?? Definitely not, but their school! Why is the school even allowing such things? The kids who are not able to adjust to this trend do suffer from an inferiority complex and are unable to change because the family they come from might not open up so much though they might be rich. And we also can’t call those parents not open minded or label them orthodox. It definitely is not connected with being orthodox or anything of that kind. In this case they are just being very smart and knowledgeable by making their kids understand that this is not the age for them to worry about such things cos they were not like this and still they grew up well. Times might change but a schooling system never should. Whatever it is, a child is just a child. Probably his grasping power or ability to understand might increase, that does not mean he can directly start working and earning. He needs to act according to his age, though the media might not be of much help to all this and they might be the main enzyme for their growth, school should take up this responsibility in teaching them what is good and what is not and treat them just as kids with punishments when required and parents should grant the school with the permission to take care of their kids instead of unnecessarily interfering.

Ignorance is a bliss and ignorance while in school is the biggest gift any kid can get, only then when you step out to face the real world in college you see the world new, fresh and learn a whale of things because what we think we are in school are not what we really are.