One of those moments

I was just in one of those moods you can say, when evry1 was my target. I did'nt have any special reasn to think about SF 2006, but yet, there it was, nagging at my subconcious. As i said it was just one of those days.... I am always being nagged about my inability to look at the lighter moments in life..Well ppl you had to be thr (SF 06) to witness yours truly in all his glory..... for the uninitiated, Spring fest at IIT kgp is an opportunity for the perennially frustratted junta here to feast their eyes on members of the fairer sex (again for those not in the know..the sex ratio here is something like 20:1...u get th point)..Anyway getting back to the point..I was a volunteer (henceforth referred to as volu) for the spring fest news agency. I was told that it was the best way to meet girls during SF, the tag line being something like this "hi, I'm from the spring fest news agency. Can i have a few sound bytes from you girls?...". And voila...the perfect conversation starter. And aiding me in all this was my volu card (of course) and i kept it as noticeable as possible . And of course there were my new found friends (read vultures) who after gettign to kno about the power of the "card" stuck to me like leeches, and pestered me for it, some even going as far as offering me treats for a few minutes as a reporter of the SFNA. One such friend of mine, who shall only be referred to as AK (being safe in the knowledge that he probably will never read this blog, othrwise it is curtains for me!!) finally wangled the card from me (after much cajoling and some threatening ) and headed off in the direction of the largest group of girls he could find. I watched from a distance as he used my card and struck up a conversation with them, and pretty soon there was quite a bunch of guys hovering around AK. Suddenly yours truly had a brainwave (its true i dont have a lot of those but...) . I walked up, cool as a cucumber, poked my head in between the gathering (in which AK was having quite a lot of fun posing as me!!) and said "AK, can i have my card back now??iv been looking for you for so long...". And faster than you can say scram, there was no gathering, the boys having careened off in different directions, and the girls nodding their heads at the audacity (desperation?) of us guys..and as the dust settled i was left holding the card... Of course i got A grand GPL right in the middle of the arena but it was worth it..AK, thnx for the opportunity...you gave me the chance to pull of one of the biggest coups....Damn that had felt gooooood..I hope there are no hard feelins mate....As someone said...Shit happens.... :))))

Bunkum!!!

A typical monday for me goes something like this: morning 7 am::: one eye pops open as the !@#!@# alarm rings...i grope with one hand and set it on snooze...the eye closes up again.....5 mins later.....its the alarm again...i pik it up and heave it towards the window...thn realiztion dawns..tht things expensive, not exactly sumthing ud want to throw 3 floors down...hrumphhhh.....so i ahve to get up>????? one eye pops open again and mentally reviews th timetable....clss frm 7 30 to 5 30....damn no hope thr.....sumthing pulls at me frm th subconcious...it's the beautiful woman from the beach...ahhhhh, now thats something to look forward to.....but hten suddenly its like the world is crashing down on me.....WTF???? it was the guy in the room next to mine. Apparently he had an early class and thought he was doing me a favour by waking me up....@#$!$!# SOME PPL!!!!! so it was grudgingly off to class then....5 hrs later and half dead i was in the mess...my hunger evaporating at the sight of the food......A few more expletives directed at no one in particular, and with the food in my protesting stomach, i was off to algorithms lab. And of course i was there for the entire 3 hours looking for suitable objects to bang my head against ( implement heap sort ????? might as well have been written in greek and latin..)....\2 hrs more of lectures....by now i was immune...and i dragged myself back to the hall and collapsd in a heap.... I HATE MONDAY!!!!!!

phew!!!

another day of classes from 7 30...A double lecture (!!!!), which is enough to pound an already half dead brain into submission...That was pretty obvious from the faces of the hundred odd students(including me) who looked like the class was about the string theory and frontiers unexplored rather than some algorithms...The prof would explain a concept, turn around nad say "understood?"...students (groggy and totally uninterested)...murmur of assent.....Prof:Ok....Students promplty burying their heads in their hands nad trying to get in anothe few minutes of sleep... I tell u its classes like these that put you off from studying.....Not that i was into it, but this just gives me a good excuse... And looks like pretty soon im going to get anothr taste of the famed kgp administration (iv got to get a signature from the assistnt registrar....im already dreading it...) well im almost dead by now, so i guess theres no point in staying up and prolonging my misery....so im off to dreamland (not the restaurant...)

Nighttime blogging

lets see....im totally tired out right now and consequently most of this post will be crap...but most of my posts are crap anyway...bryan adams..here i am thats what im listening to right now...pretty good song if you ask me...the guy has a great voice...but then again you dont become a superstar like him with nothing to show for it... i got a first hand taste of the way things in kgp work today...2 weeks after i submitted an application for a duplicate library cared, i finally got a new one (after countless visits to the library i might add)...the man incharge of this thing is like one of the most disinterested ppl on the planet...hes like...ur card is downstairs in the basement..down in the basement.....wat card???go chk upstairs...back up again...a wicked smile....waiting waiting...thn he takes out a bunch of files.."aapka application to ho gaya..neeche chk kariye" WTF??? anothr trip to th basement..."aapse bola na ki idhar nahi hai...ab vaapis mat aana.." Me-pissed off, in the mood for murder...back upstairs..the wicked smile again..acha abhi karaate hain...i get a printout..back to th basemnt.."aap phir aa gaye???"...(me- searching for a blunt edged object to bash his head in)......card laminated....me-thnkful to hav seen th lst of the godforsaken basement....three books n to the counter..."yeh card to register nahi hua, aap udhar jaaiye"...back to the guy wid the wicked smile..his smile just gt broader wen he saw me coming towards him...."aapka departmnt change hua kya?"..me-Oh f**k. anothr wickd smile..."iske liye to 15 din aur lagenge"...me-why ME???.....back to the hall..no books no card and three hours wasted...damn.....the story of my life????...you decide....