Sunday, March 1, 2009
Swimming and me
Ever since I came to IIT, I wanted to learn swimming. Why?Well for one, I suck at swimming, the obvious reason being I don't know how to swim. Another reason was that when it comes to water, my body defies the laws of physics. How? Well according to the laws of physics, any round object fully filled with air should float in water. But somehow my body doesn't want to follow this law making my life all the more difficult. Some body eh?

So, armed with all the above "compelling" reasons I had made this grand plan that by the time I graduate from here, Michael Phelps will beg me not to compete with him for the next Olympics. The very next day, after I entered the sacred portals of IIT, I joined the swimming club. Though it burned a Rs.100 hole in my pocket, it bothered me the least. Where else can one go to learn swimming for Rs.100 per semester. Well here ends the happy part of the story. Now starts the sad part.

As soon as I filled up the membership form, I was asked to buy a red cap, which was meant for beginners. So another 100 rupees gone. This red cap, according to the admission officer, was to make sure that the instructors can make out the beginners from the rest. The least I say about that red cap, the better. It had a stupid itching head cover, with 2 long strings from either side which goes down the either cheeks and then you need to tie a knot below the chin. Well if you didn't get the picture correct, then just imagine this : You are made to wear a 2 year old baby's scarf. It made you look like such a buffoon that after seeing yourself once in the mirror with that cap on, you never ever would want to see a mirror again in your life.

Fine whatever. Bearing the "humiliation" I started walking towards the pool, all the time making sure that I kept looking down so that no one sees me with that stupid red cap. I reached the pool. I was about to jump into the pool when someone started poking me on my back. I turned back. It was the instructor. What does he want? O maybe I need to wish him.

"Good evening", I said.

And I turned back to jump into the pool. Again he poked me. Now what.

Me : "Yes?"

Instructor : "Beginners are not allowed in the big pool initially"

Me : "Then where else do I swim"

Instructor : "There".
He pointed towards a small shallow pool of water.

Me : " You call that a swimming pool???"

Instructor : " No, we call it a baby pool"

Me : "Do I look like a baby"

Instructor : "You sure do", eyeing my red cap.

First these idiots give me a baby scarf and now a baby pool.

2 minutes later there I was standing in the baby pool, with a baby scarf, looking here and there, not knowing what to do. I looked at the instructor.

Me : "So how should I get started'

Instructor : "You can start by bringing 2oo ruppees the next class"

Me : "WHY???"

Instructor : 'That's my tuition fees"

I pay Rs.100 for getting membership, another Rs.100 for that stupid cap, bore the humiliation of wearing that stupid cap and now standing in that goddamned pool which bearly reaches till my knee and he tells me that I need to cough up another 200 ruppees to learn swimming. That's it. No more of this tamasha. I decided that I will learn it myself. No help whatsoever. After 8 months what is the end result : I should have paid up that 200 rupees ;(.
Posted by sree at 7:56 AM 2 comments
Labels: campus, IIT, swimming
Saturday, February 21, 2009
Birthday goodies
Birthday bumps. Aah what a beautiful concept. The very thought of toasting the guy's ass for the unpardonable mistake of dropping down to this earth. Great right. Well not exactly. Not when it is your ass which is doing all the receiving. Even if you forget your own birthday, there would be a set of "loyal" followers who makes sure you don't so easily forget that you just completed one more year of burdening Mother Earth,each year, every year.

During my initial days in IIT, I used to hear strange noises coming from somewhere in the hostel corridor. The funny thing was that these sounds start coming soon after 12 am. And it was almost a daily affair. Later on I came to know that it is actually a birthday celebration. And this is how it goes...

The birthday boy is first made to "embrace" the wall. Before the "execution" starts the birthday boy is allowed to say a silent prayer

"May my ass rest in peace"

Others also joins him in his prayer, just that their prayers are semantically slightly different

"May your ass rest in pieces"

Then the firing starts.

"BANG"
"AAAHHHH"
"BANG BANG"
"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH"
"BANG BANG BANG....BANG"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH"

Some people use their slippers to do the job while the "professionals" let their legs do the talking. In either case, the birthday guy is a gone case. The firing goes on and on. It stops only when everyone is satisfied that his round convex ass has turns red hot and flat. Soo flat that rotis can be easily cooked on it.

4 years of birthday celebrations in the campus and his future is in doldrums. With a flat ass after graduation, marriage is out of question. Depending on the degree of flatness, it is very easy to identify the person's hostel. Anyone with a concave ass should definitely belong to my hostel. That's for sure. With the number of good "friends" I have made, I have no hopes that I will live to see 2010. Maybe it's a good time for me to make my insurance plans.
Posted by sree at 10:14 PM 6 comments
Labels: birthday, campus, celebrations, IIT
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
The old man and the mess
The mention of hostel mess doesn't give me pleasant thoughts, atleast not when the food is concerned. It gives me nightmares even to think of having lunch or dinner from our hostel mess, though there are exceptions some days. But this post is not about how I feel about my hostel mess. It is about an old man in our mess. Since I don't know his name we will call him Mr Hero (since he is the hero of my post). Now our Hero is a mess staff member. As far as I have seen and experienced, he is not into cooking. His expertise lies in arranging washed glasses on all the food tables and to make sure the water jug on all tables is constantly full. So why is he the protagonist of my post? Well here goes.

Hero seemed to be have issues with other fellow staff members. At the rate of atleast 2 fights per day, he makes sure that he covers all the mess members in one week. But though his fights are, in general, not against any one person, he does have a special "liking" to a particular old chap. Let's call him Mr Villain (since he is the enemy of our Hero). He leads the fightback of the remaining mess members against Hero. On days when Hero is on a "date" with Villain, it is a feast for eyes for we students. It's not everyday that one gets to see a proper fight. Once they almost came to blows. If the students had not interfered, we could as well seen a great granfather fight. Never had a chance to see one till now.

Very often when we are having our food, our Hero comes near us, and starts blabbering about things which make anything but sense. If there is an empty glass on the table that no one is using he comes over and shouts

"Yee tumhara glass hei?"
(Is it your glass)

"nehi tho"
(No)

Continues in his loud voice.
"Phir yaha pe kyu hei. Andar kyu nehi rakha?"
(Then why is it here. Why is it not inside.)

PS: Used utensils and glasses are supposed to be deposited at the washing area after we are done with our food.

"muche nehi maloom. Mera nehi hei"
(I don't know. It's not mine)

"Kaha kaha se aate hei log"
(From where all does people come from)

Often it happens that even though mess timings for dinner is till 9 pm, we come five or 10 minutes after 9 pm. So what do we see when we go inside? All the food is over. But not so for our Hero. We see him leaving the mess with a bag full of something. We always had a suspicion that the bag must contain the mess food. In keeping with the supreme human tradition of blaming anyone other than oneselves for one's faults, we find it easier to put the blame on him for the mess food getting over rather than our coming late.

2 days back we were having our dinner in the mess.
Suddenly we heard some noise behind us.
Aha Hero and Villain are at it again. Great, let's see what happens...

Hero takes 2 ladoos from the sweet container and keeps it in his table.

What does our Villain sir do? He snatches those ladoos from Hero's plate and keeps it back in the sweet container.

Hero glares at the Villain. This time he takes 3 ladoos and puts it in his plate.

Villain gives a even bigger glare and snatches it back.

Our Hero being the typical bollywood type, doesn't give in. He stretches his hands to take "his" ladoos back.

This is when Villain jumps into action mode. He just lifts the entire container in his hands and starts running around the mess with our Hero in hot pursuit. Villain knows as long there are ladoos in the container, his life is in "danger" from our Hero. So our Vllainji goes to each table and asks the students to take one ladoo each. The students were more than happy to oblige. Usually we guys have to play hide and seek with the guy who guards the sweets container against anyone taking extra sweets. Today the very guy is begging us to take an extra one. Man, how times change.

Hero keeps following Villain. He will not be satisfied until he got his "heroines". As he keeps following the villain our poor Heroji keeps shouting

"Baaki sab ko 4-5 ladoo de rehe hei, muche ek bhi nehi de raha hei"
(He is giving 4-5 ladoos to everyone, but he's not giving even one to me).

This kept happening for sometime. Villain running around with the sweet container distributing sweets. Hero following him with a heavy heart. We students and other mess members were having a great time seeing this.

Even after giving an extra sweet to all present inside the mess, some sweets were still left.

"Now what?", thought the Villain.

Then someone shouted from among the other mess members
"Ab TV room mei jaake sab ko baato"
(Go to the TV room and start distributing sweets to everyone sitting there)

Our poor Heroji must have been devastated on hearing this. Now whether he really got his ladoos or not, I don't know. But we guys surely are looking forward to the next "encounter".
Posted by sree at 8:08 PM 3 comments
Labels: campus, food, hostel mess
Saturday, February 7, 2009
How to speak in Telugu
PS: Before I start my new blog, a small token of appreciation for my friend Akhilesh Ladha . He has been very enthusiastic about my previous post "Are we truly IITians" and has been trying to forward this message of resource conservation across as many people as possible. It includes posting the post on our Mtech newsgroup, orkut community and also to his hostel mailing list. Really appreciate your effort my friend.

How to speak in Telugu
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There are lots of side effects of having a guy from a different region, talking a completely strange language, as one's roommate. The main (dis)advantage is that you get to learn (or maybe forced to learn) a whole new language. Well, mine case is no different either. And after around 8 months of sharing the same room with my roomie Sheiku, here I am , equipped with an entirely new language...Telugu.

My roomie is from a place called Guntur in Andhra Pradesh. So most of his calls are either from his home town or from his Telugu friends in the campus. So how did I get my advanced knowledge of Telugu? Well here's how...

Krrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrriiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnnnnngggggggg....
(his mobile ringing)
He picks up the phone

"Endi"...
......
"Cheppu"...
...
...
"Endi..."
..
...
...
"hahahha endi endi"
"Cheppu"....

You guys might be thinking he speaks only 2 words. Nope absolutely not. The thing is, I can make out only these 2 words clearly out of all the of "akada" "chakada" "makada" "pakoda" that he shouts into his mobile.

Thus my 8 months stay with him enriched me with 2 words - "Endi" and "Cheppu". Now what this actually means, my guess is as good as yours. But the thing was I never had got a chance to use my "advanced" knowledge of Telugu with anyone. My roomie wud rather hang himself than hear me kill his mother toungue. But I soon got my chance.

One day my roomie had gone to his lab in the evening. But he had forgotten to logout from his Gtalk google messenger. After he had gone to the lab, I started using his system. After 5 minutes or so I suddenly got a message

"areyy meku firebird assignmet echara?"

The message was from Krishna, my classmate, and he too is from Andhra. He actually meant to ask this to Sheiku. But, as Sheiku was in the lab and since I received the message, my evil mind started thinking of many infinite possibilities. Oppurtunities knock your door when you least expect it. This was my best chance to test my Telugu.

The only thing I could make out from Krishna's message was the term firebird. It was an equipment in our lab on which we do our embedded design assignments. The other words were as good as Greek to me. So what to do now? I need to give this guy a good reply if he had to believe that it was indeed Sheiku who was replying. And that means some proper Telugu words needs to be typed in. Well, that's not a big problem. I have 2 good Telugu words at my disposal. And I decided to one of them.

Me : "Endi"

I waited anxiously. Did this work?....
After some 30 seconds of anxiously waiting, prompt came the reply

"maku assgn 2 echaru ra saying tht we need to complete in 4 hrs anta"

Aha first hurdle crossed. I got a reply. But now what? Well what else other than using my 2nd and last word of my Telugu dictionary.

Me : "Cheppu"

Now what will this guy reply now. And if at all he replies, what do I reply back. My quota of words were over.

Krishna: "see the message i typed above lab loo vunnava?"

Hmm some words english, some words telugu. Is this guy trying to say that he wants to go to the loo? Na it can't be. If he wants to go to the loo why would he want to tell Sheiku that.

But now what to reply. Suddenly I got a brillant idea. Krishna was typing lots of Telugu words right. So all I need to do is select some words from his own sentences and fire it back at him. Hmm so which one to choose. "Vunnava" looks like a very cute word. It reminded me of my Lonavala trip. So fine, "Vunnava" it is.

Me: "Vunnava"

Well no reply for sometime. I guess the game was up.

After 5 minutes or so...

Krishna: "anna sumairuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu kathalu paduthunava ra?"

Wow, game not over yet.

Me : "endi endi"

krishna : "hmmm"

His "Hmm" didn't feel like a good sign. Does he smell a rat? I have to do something...fast!!! That means my reply should contains lots of telugu words. So what's the way out. Simple. Ask him the same question he asked.

Me : "maku assgn 2 echaru ra we need to complete in 4 hrs"

Krishna : "areyyy repaye lab ra evalla epodo mail cheysaydu ra i think chadevayedhi challa vundhi".

Whoa whoa lots of telugu words in return. Well I just need to choose one or 2 and reply back.

Me : "challa vundhi vundhi"

Krishna : "abeyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy"

Me : "endi endi"

But this time the game was really up. No more replies.
Later I came to know poor Krishna, on the verge of going mad, called up Sheiku to ask for an "explanation". But seeing the amount of time I held on during those "tense" moments, I guess I am prepared for a even more advanced course of Telugu.
Posted by sree at 1:44 AM 10 comments
Labels: campus, chat, Telugu
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Are we truly IITians?
We IITians are proud to proclaim to the world that we are the best, that we are the cream of the country. But are we really so?Not so, in my opinion. Just being the technological masters is not a sure shot way to proclaim that one is the best. We pride ourselves to be getting the best education in the country, but then are we behaving in a manner befitting that? A big NO. Why? Well read more to find out.

In my UG days, it is a rare phenomenon that there is water supply 24x7 in the college hostel. In fact, in those days there used to be something called water strikes. These strikes were called by the students in the hostel to protest against the lack of water supply during day or night. It often happens that the water supply in the hostel would be disrupted for days together. But in IIT, I have not experienced a single day where there was no water supply. But it is precisely for this reason that water is considered so cheap here and wasted like anything. I can give you so many instances:

1) We have a tap in our wing's bathroom. which needs to be pushed a little harder than an ordinary tap, to close it completely. But why should anyone care about it? The guys here just use the tap and then leave the bathroom without closing it completely. Result? Water keeps flowing all day and goes wasted. Everyday, and I mean every single day, I would end up closing that tap atleast 5 times.

2) In the mornings, when guys are busy brushing their teeth, they simply keep the tap open, as if cleaniness of their teeth depends directly on the amount of water wasted. Same goes for shaving. These guys just keep the tap open and then go on shaving, once in a while putting the blade under the tap to clean it. The better option would be to just open the tap when needed or even better, collect water in a mug and then clean the blade by dipping it in the mug.These guys, who don't realise the value of water, must be taken to places where people walk 10-20 kms to just get a pail of water. But no, that is not right.Why? Because we are IITians and we can do whatever we want and no one cares a shit.

The same things apply in case of electricity also. It seems as if IITians have their hands programmmed such that the moment he/she enters the bathroom, it goes straight towards the switch to put on the tubelight, even if the bathroom might be located in the centre of the sun. During the afternoons there is so much light that one actually needs some instument to reduce the light. Even then one can find all the tube lights on.But then who cares. Why? Because we are IITians and we can do whatever we want and no one cares a shit.

One needs to visit our hostel mess to see the amount of food that gets wasted everyday. Though food wastage during breakfast is not so high, it grows exponentially for lunch and dinner. Though I am not 100% innocent here, I have always tried my best to make sure that I take only that much amount which I would require. And I can say with good confidence that I have been 95% successful in this, though, anything less than 100% is nothing to be happy of. In this regard I must make a special mention of my friend Ajitav, who is very particular that he doesn't waste food. If one sees his plate after he has finished his lunch or dinner, it would be hard to believe that he had food from that plate because it would be so clean and nothing would be left on the plate to indicate that food had been served in this plate. In fact I have great respect for him in this regard and has been trying to follow him.

But then there are some guys who gets great pleasure in wasting food, every single time. It's like as if their life mission is to waste food. Even the pictures of poor malnourished children of other countries,waiting in line with empty plates, plastered all over the mess, fails to make any impact on them. But then why should we care. We paid for the food like anyone else so what we do with the food is our business.Why? Because we are IITians and we can do whatever we want and no one cares a shit.

We have a very beautiful clean campus in IIT.
(We have lots of "Use Me" waste baskets at regular distance, which is a rarity in India. Absence of such waste baskets are one of the main reasons why streets across our country are being littered like anything. This is not to say that wherever there are "Use Me" boxes, the place is like heaven. Atleast it doesn't provide the public with an excuse to litter the streets).

According to me, it is every IITians' responsibility to make sure that it remains the same beautiful campus as it ever was. But then this doesn't even figure in the priority list of some students. So what do they do? They keep spitting on the road ( seeing the frequncy at which some people spit, I really wonder whether a human can produce so much saliva), they urinate on the side roads(Try taking a night stroll in the campus and you can see atleast one such case), throw away used plastic bottles anywhere other than into a "Use Me" basket. Some of my friends are also guilty of one or more of the things mentioned above. Their main excuse is that irrespective of whether they do these things or not the animals that roam around the campus keeps doing all these things and litter the campus, so what's the big deal if they too do it. Frankly speaking, I don't think I will be able to convince these people who wants to compare their activities with that of the street animals. I was under the impression that the one of the main difference between animals and humans were our ability to think. Well these guys really don't think so.Why? Because we are IITians and we can do whatever we want and no one cares a shit.
Posted by sree at 2:00 AM 18 comments
Labels: campus, character, IIT
Friday, January 23, 2009
Smile please
In one of my previous posts, I had written about some of the funny incidents that had happened to me in IIT. Well today, I will be writing about some where I am not the chief protagonist, but was still present at the "crime" scene, when it was unfolding. As usual, the stories getting printed below is a "Garam Masala"ised version.

December 1st, Dec 2008, me and Kukri (real name can't be revealed) was aboard the train heading to Trivandrum. Our first semester was over and we were heading home for vacations. We were travelling by the new "All-coaches-AC-but-no-place-to-sit" Gharib Rath train. We were sharing our compartment with an elderly couple.

Few hours had passed since we boarded the train. Initially we whiled away our time chit chatting about various things that happened in campus that semester. After sometime, we started feeling bored. Then Kukri suggested something:

"Why not watch a movie. We can watch it in my laptop. I have downloaded Yuvraaj (Salman Khan's new film) from the hostel LAN. I was planning to watch it at home with my family, but I guess we can watch it now"

I thought it was a good idea. He took out his laptop and then he started to play the movie.
Suddenly for the first 2-3 seconds only sounds were coming out from the the movie player

"Hmmm aaah oooo oo yeah.........."

We didn't understand what was happening.
Then 2 seconds later the video came up.
Boom!!!!Suddenly we felt someone dropped a nuclear bomb on our heads....the video was a full blown porn movie!!!!

Kukri jumped into action immediately. Within a fraction of second the laptop found it's way back to Kukri's suitcase and there he was sitting giving a fake smile to the elderly couple, who by then were staring at us strangely (wonder why!!!). He was muttering under his breath

'If I ever lay my hands on the son of the ***** who names a porn movie Yuvraaj, I will %$@#%^&* him...."

After seeing all this I was thinking what would have been the situation if Kukri had actually watched the movie at home with his parents.

Our second semester had started in January 2009. As a part of our Mtech course structure, the Mtech students have to perform TA (Teaching assisstant) duties under some professor so as to be eligible for the monthly stipend. I was assigned to Prof Bhujade. I, along with 4 others from CSE Mtech1 (ie, the first year Computer Science Mtechs) had the responsibility to conduct the VHDL lab. We were selected for VHDL lab because we had done a course in the previous semester, by Prof Bhujade, where we had learnt a bit (a very small tiny bit) about VHDL. Our job mainly was to make sure that the 2nd year Btech guys were doing their VHDL assignments properly, in the lab, and to help them out in case they had any issues with VHDL programming.

2 days before the first lab was to begin, there was a change in the TA list. Sriraj, who was the "brightest" TA among us was "handed" over to Prof Sharat due to his "expertise" in various complex applications (website maintainence), way beyond the comprehension of a normal human mind. Thus there was now a "vacancy" for VHDL lab TA. Our CR, Aadi, promptly reacted to the crisis by "appointing" my roomie Sheiku (Sumair) as the lab TA. On learning about his appointment, Sheiku was almost in tears

" Oyee I haven't taken the VHDL course last semester, then why have I been put in VHDL lab. I don't even know the full form of VHDL"

Well the truth was even I didn't know the full form. But then I quickly googled the net and found it before anyone saw me doing it.

We had our first VHDL lab day before yesterday. I was wondering how Sheiku was going to manage the lab. The lab started and students started doing their assignments. After sometime I caught Sheiku busy asking a student, questions about his VHDL code.

"Explain the code"
"What is the significance of this keyword"
"Explain how this function works"
and so on....

After the lengthy discussion, the student asked Sheiku

"Sir is my vivae over"

"Yeah it's done. You have done well. Keep it up".

The student felt happy.Sheiku then comes over to me and whispers

"Poor guy thinks it was vivae. Actually he was teaching me how to do VHDL programming"

Well, certain people do have ingenious ways to learn new things.

After sometime another student called Sheiku.

Student : "Sir, what is a test bench"

Sheiku : " You don't even know what a test bench is? Didn't you brush up your concepts before coming to lab? Very bad. I will not help you, you find it out yourself"

The poor chap looked helpless. He was sure the "all knowing" TA would have helped him out.

Sheiku then walks over to Krishna (another TA) and asks

"Oye what in the world is this thing called test bench"

Thus our hero Sheiku had an eventful TA duty on the first day.

After the first semester results were declared, there was one person who scored a perfect 10 (whew!!!) in our class. His name is Lokendra. Last week it so happened that Lokendra, Adil, me and some of our friends went out to have icecream, as a part of Lokendra's treat. While we were having the treat, Adil was having big big conversations with Lokendra, asking him for tips on how to top the class, secreats of how he got a perfect 10 etc. After the treat was done, we all came out of the shop and were preparing to leave. Just then I heard someone calling me from behind.

"Psst...over here..."

I saw Adil indicating to me to go over to him. I went over to him.

"Oyee what was his name yaar, the one who gave us the treat"

I was a little surprised.

"Lokendra", I said.

Suddenly Adil went over to Lokendra and said,

"Lokendra bhai, thanks for the treat. I always knew you would top the class. You always had it in you. Keep it up"

The way Adil was talking to him as if he had known him for a long time, I couldn't help but smile.
Posted by sree at 4:52 AM 3 comments
Labels: friends, funny, IIT, incidents
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Classmates revisited
Well well well, what have we here. Another post on classmates. Hmm how can it be different from the one that was posted earlier. Hmm let's see, this post is being written after getting a much better understanding of my peers when compared with the last post on them, which was posted just about a month or so after I joined IIT, this post will have new heros, this post will see introduction of heroines since the last post was a all-male movie and last, but not the least, this post will be more ruthless. No one's good deeds/behaviour will find a mention here, since I am not here to give these guys/gals grades. You see I can't help being evil. This post may result in my kidnapping or maybe kick in my ass by the characters mentioned below, but I am taking that risk in the supreme interest of my nation...err sorry blog. It will be a bit long post, so please bear with me. So here we go...

Anand Raj
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This guy should be actually renamed Miner Raj. He is out to learn all the existing data mining concepts in this world. So what does he do? He takes up Data mining, Statistical Foundation of Relational Learning (whew), Graphical models and Web mining courses. Well if you thought that was it, you are wrong g. He's going to take computational biology also!!!!Why? He thinks DNA is full of data and he wants to mine it!!! O someone please save him. Nowdays he evens talks in Data mining language (whatever that is). Just read the below chat that I had with him .

Me : Hey, u know Manav from electrical department.

Anand : Yeah I do.

Me : How much do you know him. I mean is it just hi-bye type.

Anand : Well I have 45% confidence level with 90% statistical importance.

Me :#$@!@#$)$%#@!@#@%$

Aaditya
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Aah no improvement here. Same old Aadi boy churning out blog after blog which he claims to be philosophy (but god knows what actually it is), minute after minute, which goes higher and higher over my head each time he posts a new one. But then he still manages to screw up his simple CR duties with amazing frequency and clarity. Wonder how he can do that. And he still has many pending treats which he has yet to honour...grrr.

The lucknow sisters - Ambika and Shubangi
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There...our heroines have entered the scene. You may be wondering why pairing is done here. Well the story goes that both of them were actually the first siamese twins to have been born in lucknow. But as luck would have it, now they are seperated (how that happened is still a mystery). So thus the pairing. Well about sister number 1, Ambika, well she has this amazing ability to not study until the last day of the exam and yet top the class. When I asked her how she does that, she said it was simple "just sit through the whole night without sleeping and study the entire thing". And she suggested I should try that one out too if I wanted to top the class. Well I took her advice and did the same. And sure enough I did top the class....from the bottom @#$$@%#^$#. Some advice.
Sister number 2 : This girl is a real mystery. Sample this. She sits in front of the Indian Astronomy class. She listens with so much passion at what sir is teaching, nods at whatever he is telling, furiously writing down notes. At the end of the class when asked how the class was, thus was her reply
" Aree yaar it was soo boring".
What!!! It was boring to you? This is your idea of a boring class...you listen, you write down notes, you keep nodding...O for heaven's sake if it is a boring class then show it in your actions...Go to sleep!!!!Haven't she ever read the rules manual on students' behaviour in class? Clause 56 clearly states that students are expected to express their feelings in the class.

Jayalakshmi a.k.a meenu a.k.a evening-walker-who-thinks-it-is-actually-jogging/running
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This girl has got some serious problems facing her. Either she has fallen for a handsome guy and is out to impress him or she must have got a stern warning from her mom- either way she is into too much exercising nowdays. Walking (she says it's jogging), swimming, trekking and what not. It's another thing that she now eats twice as much food as before. But then hey, someone here is doing some serious slimming down and she needs encouragement. Clap clap clap...

Adil - Ajitav
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Well another pairing. Why? Well nothing happens without a reason. I seriously think these guys were husband and wife in their last birth. One day they pull out each others' hair, next day they are all over each other (err I mean as friends. Don't get me wrong here). I sometimes wonder who would have been the husband out of these 2 in their last birth. If I were to hazard a guess then it would be as follows : Adil is into heavy weights gymming and since girls don't usually do heavyweights....well remaining you guys figure it out.

Sriram Kasyap
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If anyone would have told me that Newton has taken a punarjanm (rebirth), then I could have answered "I knew it". Nothing else can explain how he keeps blabbering about God knows what all. Einstein would be crying in his grave right now, thinking of all the theories which he failed to come up and which now comes out of this guy's mouth the moment we sit down to have our lunch. His favourite timepass being computer programming, I shudder to think what material his dreams are made of. Not that I am interested. Just that keeping a tab of that would have easily given a PhD guy a thesis. Lucky he is not much interested in data mining, or else God knows what would have happened had Goliath (Anand: height 225 cm???he does looks so) crossed swords with David (Sreeram: height 125 cm???).

Sriraj Paul a.k.a CP
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Can't tell you guys the full form of CP, it is a secret only few knows, so let's keep it that way. Well here's a guy whose concept of an english rock song is "Jingle bells jingle bells jingle all the way...". He has this amazing ability to ponder over problems which never exists!!! Sample this

Some of us were watching a movie. Suddenly the player stopped playing. Sriraj kept looking at the screen for a long time. The remaining guys were wondering what was happening

Me: "Oyee what are you doing"

Sriraj : "Hmm I am not able to find out why the VLC player stopped playing. Maybe the file is corrupt. Or maybe we need to upgrade the player. Or maybe there may be it is a virus. Or maybe..."

Me : "Or maybe the first CD is over and you need to play the 2nd CD. Play the damn 2nd CD idiot"

Sriraj : O yeah right...

Well I wanted to write about some more people, but I guess this is more than enough for one post. In case any of you hear about any kidnapping or murder in the campus in the next few days, well you can find my home address with the hostel warden in hostel 6. Please do inform my family.
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