Aiyo yentha Sweetness!!!

Okay, I was waiting for a long time to do this post..but never found the (not time) exact words. This is like the nuclear reactors getting heated up everyday and bursting all of a sudden.
There is this one person who has come back in our lives again after around 3 years.
It all seemed good until 2 months back, when she eventually forgot the content of the subject and started concentrating on different aspects of human life like how to grow hair, how to cut nails, how to eat food, how to talk, how to walk, to whom to talk, and such unwanted stuff which definitely a person of my age is really not ready to listen.This might have been the result of her knowledge equivalent to Nagamma ( a woman in ladies hostel who does a routine check on the above mentioned acts) in the subject. We always felt there was a swap in personalities like they tell in movies "koodu vittu koodu payaradhu" , she actually took up the role of a head watch man in the college or some equivalent or higher position in that genre of job that she always was worried wat happens outside the class, among the students, with the students but never worried about her subject.
Initially we thought she was mad and were getting  angry but actually now few of us have suddenly started loving her. She is really sweet, that you seriously can't can't love her. She walks inside the class and like some in-law complaining about the new girl in the house , she complains to us of the room being stuffy and suffocating and how the chalk was not writing and how the desks were unclean.Can't blame her right, she thought we also swapped jobs with the info desk man like her .
It doesn end there, she takes attendance, she writes down few numbers on the board, so innocent we would be that we would think she is writing some sequence or series or some generating function and we'll be waiting for her to explain, only then we would realise those numbers are roll nos. of people who have bunked and cannot enter the class without a apology letter as if it was some crime. Again It doesn end there, she would start advising us on how wrong it is for a guy and a girl to even look at each other cos even the breath of a guy would get the girl pregnant, and how wrong it was to not to respect parents, and how this world is full of Fibonacci series and Euler function and such equivalent crap and how humans are not important  until they have done a research ( Its okay even if you considered doing a research on her cos she is a unique piece).Okay we might think those are her personal beliefs, good but why don't you keep to yourselves.
And coming to the academic side torture she does, she would ask you to write 3 tutorials 1 assignment 2 revision tests, a cycle test and a pre-sem (like pre-board), and mind you all this for just 10 marks. Damn and she expects you to write an assignment and know every word by heart including the bloody references along with the year published so that she can murder you with her questions in front of a class of 40 people.
Again, it doesn end here, like the word amen which is uttered at the end of a prayer, she says "do research" in the end of every class.She should actually consider joining our ruling party cos they are the ones who would keep telling "Tamil engal Moochu" unnecessarily even in a UN gathering forgetting the purpose of the meeting and the type of audience.
And again it doesn end here.In my four years in this college, I have never been instructed on what to do during a break. I would go to the restroom if I couldn control my bowels and I would go to canteen if I was hungry and I would drink water if I was thirsty and talk to people if none of the above hit my body. This is how I have been for the past 4 years in college and 14 years in school, all of a sudden this woman walks into my life and tells if I do all this I'm misusing the break and that was the time I realised she was the sweeeeeeetest thing on earth .
Just because I am done with the post it does not mean I'm done with her it just means my love for her and her sweetness is beyond words to be expressed.
You can even expect a part-2 for this post.
Seriously, she is a result of some genetic experiment and as one of my friend says "she is this harmful nuclear explosion that is affecting every generation of our course" .

BrainNotNeededException because it’s COBOL.

I remember a few years back we used to start our packages a month prior to our submissions, I know you might be thinking we were insane, yes we were, what could you expect when we had to do projects in languages like COBOL. God, do people even use those languages, if they still are then we should probably wake them up and tell them time has changed and we should connect their brains to an internet and update them on the various new things in the world presently.

It was in second semester when this torturous subject was in our syllabus. Initially we thought it was an easy task to do, we all promptly started it a month prior to the submissions thinking we can finish it in a day or two and then submit it even before the last date and run away home. How wrong we were, that stupid thing just didn’t end, all of us like crazy fools took huge huge management systems as if we were gonna deploy them.

Six of us in hostel started together, only when we opened our laptops did we realize we didn't have a compiler, once we got it installed we realized we didn't know how to code. Slowly we learnt how to add 2 variables in COBOL, and then we realized we had to include procedures in the package. All of us are confused,"Damn!!why can’t we just code, why do we have to modularize it, as if it is gonna make this language any efficient or better".

By the time we started (I mean started the second time), 3 days over. We all promptly started with our work. All of a sudden, one of them out of frustration or inquisitiveness asks “By any chance was this programming language introduced even before things like space and time complexity were introduced??". As if that was a very genuine question, the rest five of us shook our heads, "NOOOOOO".

Every alternate day one of us used to bunk for doing the package, thankfully the suspension schemes were not there or probably the scheme was not for junior classes. Never have we detested coming back to room in the evening, those were the days when we really didn't wanna come back and as soon as we come we used to do a round of polambals and again promptly continue with that irritating thing, and our only consoling factor used to be that one song "Jash-ne-Bahara" which continuously would run on the loop and to take off that happiness would be those irritating errors that all of a sudden would infect our code from nowhere, the errors that even founder of COBOL cant debug because they would be errors which would occur only in Line#223 and not in Line#224,  we guys should be given Nobel Peace Award for finding those errors, fixing them and yet not throwing away our systems.

By the time, we were done with this, a new thing arises, "you need to put GUI", and all of us are like “What? Does that even exist in this language???”The creating of GUI was the worst part, it was like dressing up Paravai Muniyama as Mallika Sherawat, and I mean how it is even possible??But yes we did, by the time we submitted we were all famished and sleep deprived, and when we came back to hostel there was a wide smile on all our faces, it was good riddance expression, ultimately none of us went home cos it was not 2 days that was taken for the package but an entire month.

Aaarrrgghh!!!

What the hell am I doing here?? sitting in hostel and blogging when I should have packed my bags and gone to chennai and taken a flight to Delhi tomorrow morning. All of them are going to Dehradun, Hrishikesh, Haridwar when I sit and do package,assignment. If I bunk one hour I'm screwed, I get suspended, I need to apply for leave and I need to write a letter like I'm in fifth class. Damn!!I very badly wanna GOOOOOOOOOOOOO now!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Sirrr........**BLANK** (Suspension-Part 2)

Today morning I forced myself to get up, I was really lazy to even open my eyes to see the time but my motivation was HOD, I was very sure that he was not gonna let us enter the class even today and that will give us an opportunity to come back and sleep. I made up my mind that we should not keep visiting his room again and again once he sends us out.

Promptly the 10 of us,(There was one guy among the 10 who was so confident that he can get away with it as he thought he had some valid reason) went and stood outside his cabin, he totally ignored us when he walked past us .But when he did that, there were 3 of us across whose face there was a BIG smile. We looked at each other, we gained confidence that he was not gonna let us in even today and we can go back to hostel and sleep. The triumphant smile and happiness faded when the rest said lets go and beg him again. So ,hopelessly we went in, this time no please sir or no sorry, (STOP!! don’t think we fought), we actually kept quiet, and he also kept quiet, it was 'pesum padam,', that one guy who was so confident of getting away with it was the one who got shouted at more cos he was the only one who spoke. HOD didn’t even care about his reason, he said "you are wasting time, I don’t need any manangatti reason" .The one hour we spent inside his room was like the time spent in mourning, cos noone spoke and in the end he walked off. The improvement for the day was we didnt get chucked out when faculties came, the previous day we had a bitter experience of getting chucked when an attender came.

As soon as he walked off, few of us were like "Come lets go to hostel, it’s a waste standing here". Then few were "Let’s go meet Mr.X, he is the one who can or should solve this issue". I definitely didn’t wanna meet the "savior", I just went off to the hostel.

Had an awesome sleep until I got disturbed by a call saying "Let’s go at 5 to meet him”. All of us get ready and go to college to hear that the suspension has been revoked. You might think I was happy but I definitely was not. I was really sad about not getting to sleep when the rest sit in class. We had to submit an apology letter, few of us actually thought of writing, "We kindly request you to grant us with 2 more days of leave, Thanking you for suspending us". But the rest of them didn't allow us to do it. With sad faces we returned back worried that we need to start preparing for the assignments due this week.

Few unforgettable things

1.DP's assumption that letter will be sent home and our names would be stuck in notice board along with photos.

2.Aparna's worry about telling her parents and her bigger worry being that she would not be able to take seminar.

3.CP's confidence that he wont get suspended.

4.Viswa refusing to come to meet HOD cos he was watching Guzaarish.

5.Mine,mike and raghav's worry of going back to class again.

6.Reeni's complain of her having full attendance and still getting suspended.

7.The seriousness of the situation that failed to sink into ash.

8.The best being the part where we went off to hostel and took rest after getting bored of begging.

9.Raghav's idea of pulling a book out of the bag and reading in front of HOD, just to show him how funny it looked.

10.Michael's readiness in walking away as soon as HOD told get out the first time.

PS:- The suspended gang was very proud of themselves like Bhagat Singh after freedom struggle that they took pics with the apology letter near HOD's cabin.