Elections are over... Results are out...
As always,Some won some lost...
I am in my 3rd year n all the ppl contesting were n 3rd or 4th yr... I personally know most of the contestants, some of them being good frnds... That, plus the fact the fact that ppl around me are considered influential, I was involved more than a layman..
I want to write about everything.. but right now I'm emotionally charged and the fact that the guys I was with, lost, doesnt put me in a place to write.. Glad that its over.. Time to move on from whatever happened..Trying to, will do... Lets now hope that the new executive wing outperforms their predecessors... Congratulations to the winners..
P.S.: I wont forget the fight on the night before elections, felt so good after that.. I thank the ppl who gave me this opportunity to stand by what i believed in n by my friends...
BT brutes
Akhil: “BJ(our new HAS) will suffocate. Thr’s no girl in his lab grp”
Wednesday, 12 March 2008
Tuesday, 5 February 2008
The Cat
This story goes back to the era of 'once there was...'
Once there lived a sage who was very popular and had a large following. The sage himself lived a simple life, devoting all his time to prayer and meditation. In all his discourses, he emphasised on rational thinking and breaking free from dogma. He encouraged people to question the age old practices and follow them only if they were satisfied with the thought behind them. Like every great thinker, his preachings were also written down, word for word, by his followers, which became the holy text of the sect, after the sage kicked the bucket.
In the later years of his life, a colony of mice formed in his cottage due to the availability of food there, brought in as gift for him by the people of his sect. He started finding it difficult to meditate with all the mice running around. As a solution to this, he brought a cat and started tying it near him while he was meditating. He continued tying the cat there till he lived. His successor wished to keep everything the way the sage had left and so the cat now watched the successor meditate. After a few more years, the cat died. Another one was brought in to replace it.
After many replacements of either of the coexisting species in the room, one from the wiser breed happened to question the reason for the other species' presence during meditation. Since there was a question, an answer had to be found, according to the holy text, as abandoning the practice was unthinkable. The wise ones of the sect tried looking for it. When they could find none, it was decided to add a chapter to the holy text, explaining the importance of having a cat in the vicinity during meditation.
Narcissist Narmad
" What did I do to deserve this" - The cookery contest judge, after tasting Ashtung & Bhalla's dish...
Interestingly, cooking wasn't allowed in the cookery contest held during Saarang '08
Once there lived a sage who was very popular and had a large following. The sage himself lived a simple life, devoting all his time to prayer and meditation. In all his discourses, he emphasised on rational thinking and breaking free from dogma. He encouraged people to question the age old practices and follow them only if they were satisfied with the thought behind them. Like every great thinker, his preachings were also written down, word for word, by his followers, which became the holy text of the sect, after the sage kicked the bucket.
In the later years of his life, a colony of mice formed in his cottage due to the availability of food there, brought in as gift for him by the people of his sect. He started finding it difficult to meditate with all the mice running around. As a solution to this, he brought a cat and started tying it near him while he was meditating. He continued tying the cat there till he lived. His successor wished to keep everything the way the sage had left and so the cat now watched the successor meditate. After a few more years, the cat died. Another one was brought in to replace it.
After many replacements of either of the coexisting species in the room, one from the wiser breed happened to question the reason for the other species' presence during meditation. Since there was a question, an answer had to be found, according to the holy text, as abandoning the practice was unthinkable. The wise ones of the sect tried looking for it. When they could find none, it was decided to add a chapter to the holy text, explaining the importance of having a cat in the vicinity during meditation.
Narcissist Narmad
" What did I do to deserve this" - The cookery contest judge, after tasting Ashtung & Bhalla's dish...
Interestingly, cooking wasn't allowed in the cookery contest held during Saarang '08
Tuesday, 29 January 2008
Saarang
And hence, another Saarang ends, 3rd for me...
The 1st one led me to believe that Saarang was overhyped, made to look more glamorous than it really is... The 2nd one strengthened the belief and I wasn't looking forward to this one...
Things turned out to be different though... For numerous reasons, this has been my best Saarang. To begin with, their was never any dearth of coupons, just like the past 3 fests. I attended workshops. Participated in Antakshari, Stood 4th in queen of Sheeba, hoping to win it next year though. Not to forget the dish we made, well not me technically, which the judge tasted and said, "what the hell did I do to deserve this?"
My post in Saarang required me to attend all the pro-shows, and sometimes, maintain order. It also gave me a chance to show-off, roaming around in OAT with a coord-badge hanging from my jeans pocket, and a walky-talky in my hand, which got a few jealous and used to become a toy as soon as the shows ended. Finally got into a heated argument on the last day, thank god for that.
The food served at Saarang village was good, better than any of the other stalls. I liked the kulfi in particular, and mannn, the joy of having a pan in Chennai.
Good Bye Saarang... Hope you come up with even better stuff next time
Narcissist Narmad
Theory (on the walky-talky): Roger come in... Come in Roger
Taali: Abe Taali here.. Ye Roger kaun hai
The 1st one led me to believe that Saarang was overhyped, made to look more glamorous than it really is... The 2nd one strengthened the belief and I wasn't looking forward to this one...
Things turned out to be different though... For numerous reasons, this has been my best Saarang. To begin with, their was never any dearth of coupons, just like the past 3 fests. I attended workshops. Participated in Antakshari, Stood 4th in queen of Sheeba, hoping to win it next year though. Not to forget the dish we made, well not me technically, which the judge tasted and said, "what the hell did I do to deserve this?"
My post in Saarang required me to attend all the pro-shows, and sometimes, maintain order. It also gave me a chance to show-off, roaming around in OAT with a coord-badge hanging from my jeans pocket, and a walky-talky in my hand, which got a few jealous and used to become a toy as soon as the shows ended. Finally got into a heated argument on the last day, thank god for that.
The food served at Saarang village was good, better than any of the other stalls. I liked the kulfi in particular, and mannn, the joy of having a pan in Chennai.
Good Bye Saarang... Hope you come up with even better stuff next time
Narcissist Narmad
Theory (on the walky-talky): Roger come in... Come in Roger
Taali: Abe Taali here.. Ye Roger kaun hai
Friday, 11 January 2008
The Man n his Fantasies
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Need I say more?
In case you haven't figured out who he is, he is the most prolific blogger in the insti who right now sports a hairdo, I'd kill for and has many more material achievements to his name...
n of course...
Quintessential QT
BB: Bhajji must have said 'maa ki' to Symonds, not monkey...
Wednesday, 2 January 2008
Tuesday, 1 January 2008
New Year
Another happy new year... another excuse to party all night...
Well I wasnt in the mood and so I didn't...A friend calls up to wish me a happy new year, n ask how I celebrated... I said I did nothing, wasn't in the mood... He was shocked, speechless... "you did not celebrate new year?"... Yes, I said... I guess he still can't get to terms with it, although he's known me for like 5 years now....
I have never really understood the concept of new year the way people take it. People who are dying to obtain a foot's space at a happening place on the new year's eve, and see no point in celebrating a week later with reasonable space for the whole body... 07 becomes 08... what else... nothing changes, really. If at all there were to be a meaningful new year, I think it should be the 1st of April, financial new year. That, I believe is the only time when the last year is summarised. Of course, it's a new year for students too as they move to the next yr, well, most of them. The irony being that day celebrated as the fool's day. Life is funny...
Perhaps I'm not as detached from all this setup because I did try and explore some options. It did not work out because of the prices everywhere, which I'd pay only if I were desperate, and the assumption that every place would be flooding with people. I thought I could easily postpone the party, making it cheaper and less crowded.
Anyway, I hope this year turns out to be better than last year for you
Happy new year...
P.S.: I know I'm self-righteous
Narcissist Narmad
While shopping in lifestyle,
Ashtung: Look at the love-birds (pointing at a couple walking in front, cuddling up way too much)
Satyan: These are the kind of people who star in the 'guntur cyber cafe porn' on LAN
Well I wasnt in the mood and so I didn't...A friend calls up to wish me a happy new year, n ask how I celebrated... I said I did nothing, wasn't in the mood... He was shocked, speechless... "you did not celebrate new year?"... Yes, I said... I guess he still can't get to terms with it, although he's known me for like 5 years now....
I have never really understood the concept of new year the way people take it. People who are dying to obtain a foot's space at a happening place on the new year's eve, and see no point in celebrating a week later with reasonable space for the whole body... 07 becomes 08... what else... nothing changes, really. If at all there were to be a meaningful new year, I think it should be the 1st of April, financial new year. That, I believe is the only time when the last year is summarised. Of course, it's a new year for students too as they move to the next yr, well, most of them. The irony being that day celebrated as the fool's day. Life is funny...
Perhaps I'm not as detached from all this setup because I did try and explore some options. It did not work out because of the prices everywhere, which I'd pay only if I were desperate, and the assumption that every place would be flooding with people. I thought I could easily postpone the party, making it cheaper and less crowded.
Anyway, I hope this year turns out to be better than last year for you
Happy new year...
P.S.: I know I'm self-righteous
Narcissist Narmad
While shopping in lifestyle,
Ashtung: Look at the love-birds (pointing at a couple walking in front, cuddling up way too much)
Satyan: These are the kind of people who star in the 'guntur cyber cafe porn' on LAN
Saturday, 8 December 2007
For the Honour
They say it's impossible
one against many
But for their thought
all i have is a penny
A line divides it through,
broad and clear
The brave are on one side
fools lie on the other
I never had stood up
cowardice was all I had
This time I'll redeem myself
of all the guilt I possessed
Now I fear not
for I know I'm right
I know I'll lose
but not without a fight
They battle begins
I thwart 'em all
I take one blow after 'nother
fighting bravely, until I fall
I keep getting up,
to face the slew
for every blow they give,
I match with two
No divine intervention occurs,
this ain't no ancient lore
no one comes to help
I am a warrior lone
I will keep battling
till my strength hold
till my heart feels the pride,
until my body goes cold
It's for that honour,
which I always sought
Just like the heroes
in the tales I was taught
BT Brats
Gochi: Donald duck never wears pants, but always wraps around a towel when shown after a bath
one against many
But for their thought
all i have is a penny
A line divides it through,
broad and clear
The brave are on one side
fools lie on the other
I never had stood up
cowardice was all I had
This time I'll redeem myself
of all the guilt I possessed
Now I fear not
for I know I'm right
I know I'll lose
but not without a fight
They battle begins
I thwart 'em all
I take one blow after 'nother
fighting bravely, until I fall
I keep getting up,
to face the slew
for every blow they give,
I match with two
No divine intervention occurs,
this ain't no ancient lore
no one comes to help
I am a warrior lone
I will keep battling
till my strength hold
till my heart feels the pride,
until my body goes cold
It's for that honour,
which I always sought
Just like the heroes
in the tales I was taught
BT Brats
Gochi: Donald duck never wears pants, but always wraps around a towel when shown after a bath
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