This Southpark episode probably comes in the later seasons. I have watched only till season 10 or 11. It was hilarious. Cartman with the WoW manual in his toilet reminds me of Marc insisting me and Ragha to read it via Guild messages. And the handing over of the sword in the end, I and Ragha had our share of pissing off Marc like that while trading in WoW.
Another terror strike in North India. And you see the familiar videos and images and hear the same story that the blasts were well carried out to create maximum chaos. Yes! News Channels praise them. And often they mention that they were reports from intelligence agencies that were indications of possible terror strikes in the now blast torn cities. What was the Government doing with those reports? Why was the state not put on high alert?
The politicians know just this. Condemn the attacks, offer condolences and provide some monetary relief. And then move on to more pressing matters like strengthening the party, attending rallies, waving to crowds and winning elections.
And do you the number of Intelligence Agencies we have?
On a side note, the southern states in general and Tamil Nadu in particular much safer than compared to the Northern states. I haven’t heard any serious blasts in Tamil Nadu after the Coimbatore blasts. No wonder so many northies shifting bases here.
If there is any treatment available to my not so unusual but unexplained syndrome, I’d gladly seek it out. Do you know your relatives have more than 100 ways at their disposal to ruin your peace? Having relatives over at my place for long is a sure way to put me off. They touch on that subject every time they set their eyes on me. “Why are you so skinny?”, “Hey, you look the same when I last saw you”, “Don’t you eat properly?” and so they continue to prod when throughout the talk, their tone and face shouts ‘FAKE, FAKE!’. They do not stop with that, of course, oh no, they usurp your room, your bed and lecture you at lengths on why their sons’ and daughters’ career choices are likely to be better than yours. Pah! My parents having put up with their nonsense for years unashamedly shove me forward to save themselves. When I can’t bear it anymore, I turn quite evil, setting them up one against the other. I become surly and reply offhand whenever they pretend to ask something about me. It’s mild enough not to cause any harm but it does make them leave early. I even ask them if they want any tickets to be booked and get them done rather quickly that they have no other choice. After they reach their town, they make a phone call to complete that odd ritual which should be completed with relatives but unsurprisingly I’d be the one they’d avoid saying hello to. That makes me sickly happy. I know it’s wrong but I can’t help it.
I was always rather fascinated by the rows popular leader statues got into. During their lifetime, these leaders led peaceful, passive life helping one cause or the other. And after their departure, their statues get into one row or the other. Funny, really. We, Indians go to any length to see a leader’s statue installed in any one of the busy junctions only to leave the birdies have a pleasant time on their heads and shoulders. Now some Asian population in Leichester, England wants a Gandhi statue in the city center. No, says a white minority that wants a Football hero instead. What does a statue appeal to the world when it’s just the opposite to what he/she desired it to be? It reminds me of Terry Pratchett’s Discworld ‘Pyramids’ where the dead kings and queens hate to be mummified and put into pyramids ’cause it’s a boring afterlife. Leave the old timers alone, they probably better off in history text books and museums ’cause believe me you wouldn’t like it have a damn crow crapping on you when you are made to stand pointing in some obscure direction.
Since a paper newsletter didn’t work, my college is going online. A couple of few weeks ago, two young journalists from Deccan Chronicle came to our college to enroll us in Papyrusclubs.com, a Deccan Chronicle initiative to bring together the newsletters of all schools and colleges. The thing is it’s made for schools. I don’t know why they had to club colleges along with schools. The events to be covered in colleges are very much larger in proportion as compared to schools. They have got 6 sections in the newsletter.
What ticked me off was the ridiculousness to limit the video section to only one 2 minute video. Anyway, there are a couple of good lecturers you like in colleges and you can’t say no to someone who’s really enthusiastic about the whole thing. And I figured I was hopelessly bored in class and I needed some good excuses for ODs. It turned out well until the lecturer asked me to go and interview the additional commissioner of police!! (his son’s studying in our college, by the way). I have to prepare some questions. Uncontroversial ones, you see. That makes it a lot harder. If you have any questions, post them here. I’ll think of a way to present them in such a way that he doesn’t grab me by the scruff and have my kneecaps bruised. They got nasty canes you know and I might end up compromising Ragha’s true identity.
Why is that I feel only thugs celebrate their birthdays? They block arterial roads, divert traffic into already clogged 2 ft roads, dig up new potholes in the name of stage construction, have thousands of wastrels, school dropouts, innocent people harassers a.k.a police, waylayers, rapists, drunkards, and many more anti social elements to wish them on their birthday. And to cover the inconvenience they end up causing, they indulge in free cycle distribution, free marriages to 100 or so already wed/eloped/estranged couples, food distribution that finds its way into the wrong hands and mouths and so on….
When will the people stop acting like a bunch of retards and give these politicians truly what’s due to them?
You know, people will never learn. They want to be fooled. That’s what makes us truly Indians.
Whenever I log into my Gmail inbox, I always look for the dilbert comic strip that I’ve subscribed to first and then onto other junk mails. Dilbert is more than funny. You can always relate something in the strip to real life like I have.
This reminds me of Ragha meddling with our computers.
Our department HOD in college is such a drone and a PhD holder in the art of quibbling that you can be sure you will never be able to get a straight answer out of her. This one is dedicated to her.
And oh yes, there’s this ridiculous rule in my department, the mother of all stupid rules that you can have in place. You, the student shall never approach the HOD directly if at all you want to have the inconvenience of looking at a woman suffering from severe constipation. You should always approach via a ‘proper channel’ i.e., The Class representative->The Class in-charge->Senior lecturer (HOD sympathizer & messenger)->HOD. She will even ask her attendant to physically shove you out of the room if you barge in on her. This Dilbert comic strip was irresistible.
A lot of shootout incidents are being reported in the US universities, in some quite reputed universities, for a few months now. Either Indian students are killed or there’s a killing rampage where both US and non US students reportedly die. It’s really sad and creepy at the same time. I totally agree with this guy in this one when he says we are aping the west. Indian school kids apparently take it up quite fast and emulate. ‘If your father isn’t wealthy enough to have a firearm, fire with an air gun‘ seems to be their motto. I feel intrigued by what’s going on in their minds when they act like that. Even when there are counsellers for each university building in the campus in the US, they seem to have gone out of control. Thank goodness, Indian Government does a good job having stringent rules in place that limits arms proliferation. We have enough already. I wonder when this shooting season’s going to end. Does Barack Obama have a policy in mind regarding this?
Here is a checklist of what I’m supposed to be doing this year.
FRENCH LANGUAGE CLASSES:
I’ve really got the hang of the language mania, especially for French. Marc said he would enroll for one as well, although his insipid take - not to join during the holidays - misses me.
GRE:
I’m not clear whether I really need to take this test. It’s just a precautionary measure.
NIIT:
One of the bad decisions I’d been quite unfortunate to make. I got to sit for their exams to get a certificate the coming Jan and it’s in the way of other important things I need to care about.
PROJECT PREPARATION:
It’s a mini project to be submitted this semester. The lecturers say that this might tip the scales in your favour during Campus recruitments. A group of four in my class have decided on one which looks promising. Worth a try during the holidays.
PAPER PRESENTATION:
Again the lecturers say this is time of our four year term where we can present a paper without any apparent crunch. Actually I should have done it before but owing to the shortcomings of my college and their limited resources it couldn’t take off and neither did I have any idea.
GYM:
It’s just a thought that crossed my mind when I saw myself in the mirror after a particularly ‘less’ intense flu. I really don’t give a damn about my physical appearance (maybe a little) but it’s the dwindling stamina. I slouch in the classes badly and it’s a cause for concern.
BLOG:
I got to post on a regular basis and improve the appearance of the blog a lot which I intend to do during my holidays.
Day monday,19:23.
I’m blogging! And a perfect day to start too. My friend, Marc set this blog up for me…. And he claims to be generous to host other’s blogs (Ampli5.org),which makes me feel i’m used as a test subject in his…in his…path to world domination and dictatorship!
Anyway, today, our college department gave us a schedule of special classes to attend to finish the portions off before the model exams. Nothing surprising, this, in my ‘hospital - turned - college’. We have endured far more worse than this - sharing laboratories with the sister college, SRM Easwari on SUNDAYS - in our previous semesters. But the department always comes up with something novel, in its ways of putting students to extreme agony. This time, the classes are to be held after regular hours. No bus service, whatsoever, for the poor day scholars. And the reason why they weren’t able to finish, well, before this? B’cause, we had a lousy symposium which apparently slowed their pace a lot, which is as lame as anything can sound.
I also had an appointment with the dentist, for the monthly tightening of my braces, today. And he has switched Hindu with deccan Chronicle in the waiting room! I don’t know why i hate DC. B’cause of Marc, being a DC sympathizer? maybe. But anyway what I realized was that, dentistry is a lucrative career. You gotta fix, drill, fill, plaster and knock off a few teeths. Not as easy as it sounds anyway, but, better than what I am doing now.
Why the hell did I go for Engineering! And Marc, Engineering is not a punishment it’s far more worse than that.