I put all this at the back of my head and went to attend classes, which were real boring to say the least. There was this one lecture by TRM, who is pretty much an eccentric fellow, real enthusiastic when it comes to comparing Electronic device performances to real life situations. This Guy T.R.M had brought along with him his childhood friend whom He let us address after 'his last class', after much emphasis on the end of 'a marriage' with us:p. TRM went on to ask us the meaning of success, or in other words 'when is a person successful'? Most of my classmates went on about the stereotypical 'he should be happy, have money etc etc', but I went on to say 'he must think out of the box' or something on those lines, and I was met with a few aaaaaaaaaaaahs and oooooooooohs, with TRM then giving the example of a burglar carrying out a stream of fruitful raids would be quite a successful person in his own regard.
This friend of his acted retarded. He went on to tell us how he ended up finishing his B.E about 6 months later than TRM, then went on to start his own company, got bored with it, and then got into animation, quit again and went on to do his masters and now has currently applied for a Phd course in national security which according to him has never been done in India! All this seemed pretty farcical to me, and so I didn't give this 'talk' much importance.
But then It got interesting. He went on to ask us whether we liked challenges. Sure, most of us put our hands up. So then He challenges us to drink six large bottles of beer.:P More chit chat, gibberish etc etc and a while later He basically told us to have Fun whatever we did! His basic Idea was- Career choices shouldn't be mainstream, we all should first do the things close to us, our the things we possibly connect with, but also ensure that we're 'there' career-wise on the sidelines. This really got me thinking a lot about life, it's cruel lessons and complications, subtleties, manipulations and I realised something- Life really is a lesson thrown out to us with hurdles attached, and well, we probably will never know how well we've fared (relatively speaking) until we're dead. Amen to that!
In the afternoon, the summer that drives the sweat glands also drove my body to sleep. I woke up around 4, K-man dropped in to say Hi. I think he expected some kind of birthday gift, but I made sure I gave him no such satisfaction. Later that evening, we visited the nearby Ganapati Sachidananda Ashrama, mostly 'cause he wanted to say hi to God on his Birthday! For those who don't know, I'm not that big a fan of the 'Creator', although I do fold my hands together and pray during the end-sem exams:)
On the way out, we received the customary 'prasadam', avalakki of some sort that tasted horrible (No offense to God or anything holy), So we figured the best we could do to avoid a situation was to give it t the beggars outside on the street. This brought a smile as we kept saying- 'Dhana maadidivi', like as though this one good deed would negate sins of a lifetime.
We then proceeded to attend TechNIEk's, which is NIE's annual cultural celebrations. Most of the performances sucked; this could be attributed to the heat coupled with the fact that the fest was being held in their college auditorium, which had zero ventilation.
Nevertheless, we came, saw, bitched, and then left. Since it was still K-man's birthday and we wanted it to be special for him, We planned a Night out.
As most engineering kids would know, A night out is incomplete without the customary booze a.k.a tanni. So, Ashish a.k.a deal and myself proceeded to purchase the essentials from a liquor store about 6km away. Only 'cause K-man wanted MRP rates! But he was kind enough to pay for it so I'll stop complaining. 8 cans of carlsberg beer,3 K.F blue large,3 quarters vodka and 1 quarter signature whiskey was what we deemed sufficient for 8 of us. We then proceeded to Sagar Katte (read here).
There, under the starry skies with a few beers in our belly, we belted some Floyd in the car system and exchanged a few jokes here and there. I've always maintained that Floyd really DO sound hauntingly beautiful under the influence, and I'm sure the 7 others would reiterate the same. The problem with night outs is- If one guy falls asleep, it triggers a chain reaction.
Sleep was the only spoiler that night. We returned to a friend's place to finish the booze, but sleep had other ideas:)
The next morning, I raced back home and went straight to bed. Sunday morning blues, I say! Thursday onwards were our 2nd internals that we had to write; We simply chose to bunk the first internals. Four months of no studying and then suddenly turning it on can be quite a bitch. Especially when some subjects have 3 units to be studied.
This was the first time in my engineering life that I missed all subjects the 1st internals, and so the anticipation that one feels when he arrives early enough to college so as to not miss catching the last bench, coupled with expectations of an easy on the eyes- I hope he lets me copy- kind of lecturer on evaluation duty cannot be explained in words.
But the point is,this was the first time we couldn't finish the booze. I figure it's got something to do with God:)
This friend of his acted retarded. He went on to tell us how he ended up finishing his B.E about 6 months later than TRM, then went on to start his own company, got bored with it, and then got into animation, quit again and went on to do his masters and now has currently applied for a Phd course in national security which according to him has never been done in India! All this seemed pretty farcical to me, and so I didn't give this 'talk' much importance.
But then It got interesting. He went on to ask us whether we liked challenges. Sure, most of us put our hands up. So then He challenges us to drink six large bottles of beer.:P More chit chat, gibberish etc etc and a while later He basically told us to have Fun whatever we did! His basic Idea was- Career choices shouldn't be mainstream, we all should first do the things close to us, our the things we possibly connect with, but also ensure that we're 'there' career-wise on the sidelines. This really got me thinking a lot about life, it's cruel lessons and complications, subtleties, manipulations and I realised something- Life really is a lesson thrown out to us with hurdles attached, and well, we probably will never know how well we've fared (relatively speaking) until we're dead. Amen to that!
In the afternoon, the summer that drives the sweat glands also drove my body to sleep. I woke up around 4, K-man dropped in to say Hi. I think he expected some kind of birthday gift, but I made sure I gave him no such satisfaction. Later that evening, we visited the nearby Ganapati Sachidananda Ashrama, mostly 'cause he wanted to say hi to God on his Birthday! For those who don't know, I'm not that big a fan of the 'Creator', although I do fold my hands together and pray during the end-sem exams:)
On the way out, we received the customary 'prasadam', avalakki of some sort that tasted horrible (No offense to God or anything holy), So we figured the best we could do to avoid a situation was to give it t the beggars outside on the street. This brought a smile as we kept saying- 'Dhana maadidivi', like as though this one good deed would negate sins of a lifetime.
We then proceeded to attend TechNIEk's, which is NIE's annual cultural celebrations. Most of the performances sucked; this could be attributed to the heat coupled with the fact that the fest was being held in their college auditorium, which had zero ventilation.
Nevertheless, we came, saw, bitched, and then left. Since it was still K-man's birthday and we wanted it to be special for him, We planned a Night out.
As most engineering kids would know, A night out is incomplete without the customary booze a.k.a tanni. So, Ashish a.k.a deal and myself proceeded to purchase the essentials from a liquor store about 6km away. Only 'cause K-man wanted MRP rates! But he was kind enough to pay for it so I'll stop complaining. 8 cans of carlsberg beer,3 K.F blue large,3 quarters vodka and 1 quarter signature whiskey was what we deemed sufficient for 8 of us. We then proceeded to Sagar Katte (read here).
There, under the starry skies with a few beers in our belly, we belted some Floyd in the car system and exchanged a few jokes here and there. I've always maintained that Floyd really DO sound hauntingly beautiful under the influence, and I'm sure the 7 others would reiterate the same. The problem with night outs is- If one guy falls asleep, it triggers a chain reaction.
Sleep was the only spoiler that night. We returned to a friend's place to finish the booze, but sleep had other ideas:)
The next morning, I raced back home and went straight to bed. Sunday morning blues, I say! Thursday onwards were our 2nd internals that we had to write; We simply chose to bunk the first internals. Four months of no studying and then suddenly turning it on can be quite a bitch. Especially when some subjects have 3 units to be studied.
This was the first time in my engineering life that I missed all subjects the 1st internals, and so the anticipation that one feels when he arrives early enough to college so as to not miss catching the last bench, coupled with expectations of an easy on the eyes- I hope he lets me copy- kind of lecturer on evaluation duty cannot be explained in words.
But the point is,this was the first time we couldn't finish the booze. I figure it's got something to do with God:)
