Wednesday, July 11, 2007

The good, The bad and The ugly

It's been 15 days at IMT and this is puneet reading out the first fortnight report..
The good:
- colors: Lots and lots of them. I'm literally blindfolded especially after spending four years in darkness at daiict. Life is full or colors but not so colorful(i'll come to that later).
- football: Finally a football ground where my kick crosses the half way mark (the ground is only half thee actual ground), and yeah... the usual "unnecessary dives" :P and stuff...it's good!
- classrooms: yes, you read it right. But hold on! it's just the classrooms, and when i say classrooms it's only the room and nothing else.. Nice benches, cool a/c aaah...heaven??
- chicken: I can't miss this out from the list especially after having a stomach full 15 minutes back.
The bad:
-colors: As i've already said, there are lots and lots of them and it's difficult to choose. Even though u've chosen one there are just too many males with an aesthetic sense that every color is liked by n. it's a 1:n or rather m:n relationship and you need to know normalisation and all to break it up to 1:1... I'm poor at that (Especially after a dry stint at daiict)
- football: Just days before my last days in college, as usual gone for a dive and this time injured mah shoulder. The injury still haunts even after 2 months. So caught up in a dilemma whether to play or not.
- classrooms: You've to be on time and u can't sleep in a air-conditioned room. What crap! then what for are the a/c's??
-chicken: The peices are too big and u've too lil time to choose gud ones as a big line would be snaring at you as u try to avoid the neck pieces, bones and all that stuff.
The ugly:
-colors: With lot of difficulty chose some of the colors and tried normalising them. But....
yeah! that's what is called as "shit happens, and it always happens with me"
-football: you're up 6-2 and loose the match 6-7...gosh! even then who cares. More importantly, what's the purpose of playing football yaar... look at buffon or ashley cole! they've got sexiest of the gals with them... But look at me... pcccccccccch
-classrooms: As i go to the class at 8:31 it's only the first benches that are empty. people come at 8 to book a place in last bench. At early morning 8:30 u've to stay awake and be attentive in a class? i can't even imagine that.
- chicken: While veggies are having great time, people like me who are pure non-veggies have meals only 2 times per week..am starving!! other b-schools like iim-l are having non-veg 6 days a week :(

Wednesday, July 04, 2007

Highway to Hell via Ghaziabad

After a tedious "yet another 27 hour journey" i reached the city which a few years back is leading in national crime ratings. In the heart of the city is a college that claims very incorrectly to be among the top10. Finally i reached there. It was not where i wanted to go. I always wanted to go to some other place, at least the one that's 300km from here where looney started ruling. I wanted to go wear the tag, but some how missed it and i've decided to be happy and searched for n ways of being contempt with what i've got and even conviced myself that it is "the best" i could possibly get. As they say self deception is the ultimate blunder a man could ever make and results are fast visible.
Throughout four years in daiict(which i call (m)heaven) i've done lots and lots of things. lots and lots of time spent doing absolutely nothing and it's the nothingness i call heaven. It's the daily 10 hour sleep, sunset-sunrise chatting where the mind has absolutely nothing. But things have changed. I wake up at 5:30 in the morning which i'vent done in my life. I do yoga for 1.5 hours, another first time in life thing. I come back and attend classes from 9 am to 1 in the night with 15 minute breaks. This, i am sure would never do in my life. In three days i thought of going back home and watching tv and occasionally thinking of the infy job 3 months away. But life's harsh and the harshness doesn't even end at 1 in midnight. Seniors come and knock at the doors and request to come to basketball courts. Not for us to play, but for them to play with us for minium 3 hours. They take turns and they keep going without even getting tired.
But yeah... I'm tired, vexed etc., etc.,
Will be soon back with some cheerful post(hopefully) ;)