We (me and JK) didn’t get through the prelims of the quiz. But another great thing happened in between – JK got his name into the list of students for Stress Interview. He got the Proforma form and he began to fill in with my “help”.

That “help”’d boomerang back into “stressing” him out. One among the judges was Rahul Eswar. There were questions like (these are just 2, that stole the show and got JK all the attention he got today)–

Q. The day I can never forget:
Ans: the day I learnt to use the toilet.

Result>

Judge: Explain your first experience with toilet.
JK: It was a nice experience shifting from the backyard to the toilet.
and JK begins to bluff.

Q. You’re gonna go into space. What are the three essential things you wanna take with you?
Ans:

(1) My gf
(2) Lotsa foods
(3) A packet of condoms.

Result> Judge: Of all the things in the world, why d’you want to make love in space? You could do that in a Thampanoor Hotel.
JK begins to bluff and JK blabbers something like he’s singing.

Some of the Other Questions.

Q. Your Favorite food?
Ans: Halwa and Fish curry.

Q. Aliens land on your backyard. What’s your reaction?
Ans: “Vannaatte irunaatte, kudikkan chayayo kaapiyo?”

The bottomline: JK was grilled.
If that wasn’t enough, his dream lover’s name was made public.
Bless JK.

*

U.’s Team came in 2^nd for the CS Championship and won Rs. 1000/-.
Lucky they!

I guess SMRITHI isn’t much of a flop, right guys? There were people. More than that at the QUEST’s Tech fest. Can’t deny that. Are we expecting more people tomorrow? Don’t know and can’t predict either. Better hope in affirmative. Ooi? Also, I’m gonna be in the quiz tomorrow. With JK.

*

So U. doesn’t turn up at tuition and I end up sitting there alone with other people around me. Of course there was S. but he was busy. So I’m opposite this other girl and this other boy who are flirting. They’re doing problems, but - I’m unnerved. Come on, why, a public flaunt? So I sit with studying the silence sitting across us. I’m bored. I yawn. I’m bored. I yawn again.

She asks me if she can take the Question Book back.
I nod ‘yes’. I’m bored again.

Somehow the tuition finishes and I return. The road is dark as I wait for the bus. All I hear interrupted by occasional hasty-vehicles-passing-by-creeches are occasional bird-droppings clunking on the Road.

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Go crazy! I caught up with U. who logged onto his Y! Messenger just as I began with this post.
Chat logs (Here, U. is unni p s and the other as you’d know is me).

sylph3091: where were u?

sylph3091: pala?

unni p s: poda p*..

unni p s: me here?

unni p s: y ask?

sylph3091: pinne

sylph3091: u didnt come?

sylph3091: y

unni p s: no..was at metech.

unni p s: tomo games rite?

sylph3091: oooh

unni p s: at our col!!

sylph3091: 2morrow comin?

unni p s: yes.

unni p s: tomm games yaar

sylph3091: tuition?

unni p s: oh,..

unni p s: s* forgot all about it..

sylph3091: sir asked

unni p s: hehe

unni p s : sory.

unni p s: i come tomm

sylph3091: okies

unni p s: wat now teachin!

sylph3091: i cudnt get u on mob

sylph3091: y

unni p s: arjun took ma mob for chattin

sylph3091: oooh

unni p s: with some “gal”

sylph3091: “k*”?

unni p s: girl dude.

unni p s: sheesh

sylph3091: i m writing abt u in my blog //* U? Are you reading this? *//

unni p s: k* is u.

sylph3091: with ur permission

unni p s: wat?

unni p s: f* the hell no

unni p s: nothing doing.

unni p s: u will portray me as a k*..i am sure

sylph3091: he he

unni p s: no no never

unni p s: wat is your blog site..gimme a link once more

sylph3091: http://thebloggersblock.blogspot.com/

sylph3091: my new one

unni p s: sorry

sylph3091: ya

unni p s: wats ur blog site.

unni p s: hey.

unni p s: tc.

unni p s: talk to u l8r.

sylph3091: http://thebloggersblock.blogspot.com/

sylph3091: c ya

sylph3091: take a look

sylph3091: now i ve short posts

unni p s: and btw please do pray for my sis meenu and all our frnds appearing for the exxams tomm

Plz note the use of my sis meenu.

More on meenu, l8r and l8r is not Now. So U. you kick me l8r.

* Word censored due to explicit/graphic content. Reader discretion is advised.

About, the programmes, again it was real fun down there (down there ’cause it was done in an enclosure near s5/s6 block, and that is in the 3rd tier of the 4 tiers we’ve (it’s kind of like a hill, ok?).

I’d loved sitting through M.’s, S.’s and S.’s Classical Dance. I really thought they’d get the 1st, as had everybody else. Can’t think up a reason why they didn’t get anything. They were all Amazing.
And there was A.’s and S.’s Dance that’d improved through the Practices they’d had.As with all others, everyone had their share of taking part in the “messing up”. Roughly translated into Alemb.

I’d come back to Sargam, after the FSFT thingy.
We’d our Chem. assignments to be submitted and it was Last Date. There’s some kinda great feeling that surges in you when you are into Late submissions.
That is among Somethings I’ve gotten used to.

I’d thought I’d never finish that when, A changed his mind and we all decided to go for ‘TAXI 9211′.

and so,… we are at SreeVisakh. We are early. We think we are gonna be the only ones watching the show. No John fans Here?

We sit in a restaurant, we’ve something to drink.We get back into the theatre and stand for getting the Tickets.
K. and me get out to get Popcorn, and comes back never finding the ‘right’ shop.
We even thought of buying 2 packets, giving one to A. and M. then waiting till the Intermission to find out if anything was … you know out of Control.
M got the Tickets. The First Show First Tickets.He was dancing around crazy. So were we!

For the most parts of the Film it was good.There were instances when I Laughed Out Loud. The Reason: Nana Patekar.
He’s a fine Actor. John dusts out from being in the shadows of style.
He does give out some nice performances.
Of course, I’m not a John Fan. But M. and K. are.
Sameera sucks, atleast for me. And they(K. and M.) won’t let me throw my lungs out (sick! not that I wanted to) for Exagerrations in the Movie. If at all, any. Yeah. Climax does seem far-fetched, with a Vintage-style song thrown in.

Sonali Kulkarni, looks Mumbaish and she’s Nana’s wife. Somewhere through the Movie, she reminded us of A. sitting back in class and quarrelling with R. at slightest provocation. R. was Nana and A. was Sonali.

I won’t give away much of the story here.Both. The Movie. The Life.

The film is Not Very Good. Not Typical my Standards. It doesn’t provoke you Or get under your skin. Movies are meant to do that.
This doesn’t do that.

Between the Scene-shifts sometimes were this scared man “barking” which reminded us of S. sir. Back at College, we’d be joking about that “S. had taken IIT degree from Mumbai”.

But that is not Yet.
The movie finishes at 1.30 pm and we reach college by 2 pm.

A and me get back to writing.

A funny thing had happened. We s12 EC were 2nd in Points at Yesterday’s closing and Now we were 4th. Better our “De Mistify Talc” didn’t get into Adzap Finals. He He. Cheers.

The Writing finishes at 4 pm and we reach the Stage by 4 pm.

and … we’ve Fun. Outright.

And U. decided not to go for tuition today. And I’m not going too.
That is why I’m here. That is why I’m writing this.

Through and through I’ve been sleepy, ‘cause I decided that I’d go to this moronic extra class.
The best part is that there wasn’t any attendance record for the day and it was well and good even if you never turned up at all.

Other best part was the two hours (read 1hr + 2 hr) were Mechanics and Chemistry. I’ve nothing against the subjects but.
I don’t know fully why I hate the sir who takes chemistry.
There can be reasons and there must be reasons.

For T. my chemistry sir (with all due respect):

1. I don’t really like you.

2. I don’t really like way you take the class (less than normal, and god damn uninspiring!).

3. I don’t really like your accent or your voice or the way you speak English (how’ll I put it? Can’t be that bad, right?.Nopes, it can be and that is you)

4. I don’t really understand the reason how someone can sit in your class and not blessed with a Divine slumberland experience (Crap!, with all it’s interventions, you won’t let me snooze two min. in a row).

5. I don’t like the thing like you kind of know something about everything. Like there can’t be a subject on which you can’t comment. Technically, with quotes from recent studies done by daft magazines. Duh.

6. To add to that, I don’t really like the reason why you hate Kerala – “Kerala People (words straight out of your pissed-out sick mouth) are fools” (for need of a better sentence). I mean, you tell me a state that is perfect.

…and so, Akhil is trying to make out his space is a less perfect world.