Friday, March 27, 2009

Kudos to Kudos!!..


Why??.. Again?.. just why??..
march inside THE class tenth… the first life-size exam of your life, and you get to know that yours is the first bunch to get a fresh alienated syllabus… same happens in class XIIth.. Sit for the dreamt IIT-JEE and get a devil of a question paper… (Was it??.. It was more like convoluted torment agenda..).. Well.. Save your ass and get into DCE..(Semi-dreamt!!).. and after chafing that much-saved ass for three ‘learning’ years, prepare your temporal lobe to collect some perilous signals like, ”defer letter”.. “No score- no core”.. “Cancellation of offers”.. and whatnot.. I mean.. is this done??.. no..aaannnn…
Well.. life’s been grand sans these outlandish proceedings… the much puffed up Placement coordinator elections took place today, and I’m happy that someone steadfast from the hostel has claimed(almost) the much coveted post.. Murky politics, tattooed backstabs, all the ingredients were very much present this time around making the voting a delicious cocktail of emotions.. I think we Indians are born political.. It’s like our mother language.. even though you go far away and experience all the possible conditions to forget that lexis, but still, you manage to throw some words and speak it whenever you get a chance… it never leaves you.. that’s what happened.. even we are so not-political on our face, but kaboomm… we are Indians..
The much awaited, (rather dreaded) Vth semester results burst out.. I managed to score 62.51%.. Though I betted for something around 55% going by the stinky loose-motion of the exams I gave.. but I breathed a sigh of relief… only 3 guys (or 4) managed to score above 70..( I hope you are noticing the defense I intend to present, stating this very fact.. he he(blink of the left eye)haha..).. so now the Vth semi is out, we have fetched all we could, to fill into our CV barrels.. Come company, and take me.. Not my marks..(nice slogan)..
The whole process of filling the CV, getting clicked suited-up!!.. Makes me feel big.. Funny but true!!…
Well.. Nothing more to blabber.. I flushed out everything in a very short time.. The pigeon in my balcony has been successful to crack her eggs and bring out two more pigeons.. But the father pigeon is no where to be seen.. My mom calls her “khuttni”.. whatta name!!.. But I’ve got doubts about her identity as the last time a pigeon laid eggs, she was also called “khutni”.. so this fertile khutni is keeping very busy feeding her baby khutnis…
well.. have a happy rest-session.. and may god help recession…
dasvidaniya…