Wednesday, 26 December 2012

Full Attendance wali class

<DISCLAIMER>  This post is definitely about the people mentioned henceforth, and any (and every) resemblance is NOT ,as they say,  purely coincidencial.... :D

As our Ladies Rep (Abhinav , who else :P) summed it up in his comment on ma'am 's post on fb; and as the adorable little sardar kid once said years ago in Kuch Kuch Hota Hai,
Tussi ja re ho?, tussi na jao!
This one's definitely about as welcome as spring entry in our teaching staff: our DSP miss. I have had my sweet and sour moments, but she's always smiled on my buffooneries. 

Our's is a nation of youth and education, and college is the place of reverence when we talk of fun and future. But then, there's a dearth of quality teachers. (Though I have been lucky to get the best of tutors).

By quality ,of course I mean a string of certain adjectives:

  • Well versed in English (and we all have had one/two teachers whose English would put Shakespeare to shame ;ZNMD's "mantel buoy" is a classic example :P )
  • Voice audible enough (though in this paticular ma'm's class, boys' maintained pin-drop silence . Compare this to first year's Physics prof! Though he remains my favorite by awarding me full marks in his paper. Hahaha)
  • Having the ability to accept if he/she doesn't know the answer to some question ( well, usually we see teachers trying to act in a bizzarre fashion and say whatever the book says should suffice! So that's why we students reciprocate this by confusing them via our answer sheets :D)
  • Guiding light (pardon me for my poetic nonsense): Ma'm would take up calls as late as 11.30pm (now, that is late by human standards, something hostelites would find impossible to understand). 
  • Excellent rapport with students: Look at fb (or the latest edition of Renesa) and this fact remains undisputed. Our dear Bhoomika friend updated an upset status and ma'am took it upon herself  to cheer up the poor kid. And such long comments! (Ma'am I do envy your command over language and keypad....hehehehe)
And who doesn't want to see a teacher who's good looking and gives marks??

#Will miss ya' ma'm .... When you said gain knowledge, we started trying earnestly and when you said you too had experienced doubtful moments of CGPA=JOB as a student, it really relieved us and now we hope not to get disheartened so easily....

Challenge: Is there any other instance where students guys of other departments have wished that they were in EC for just one class....Hehaha! Ye Guinness World Record Hai :P

<DISCLAIMER> Maska ni maar ri, my feelings are ekdum sachchi! (Come on I can never lie about Kuch Kuch Hota Hai...)

<This one's last wala, pakka> 
Have fun ma'm and never forget me[ which believe me is a difficult task, coz I'm so adorable na! :)]

Thursday, 8 November 2012

“Mango People in Banana Republic”

Credit: Priya Gupta
A friend who wasn't in the mood to design this
and came up with this spectacular picture!!

#My entry for a local competition :)

“Mango People in Banana Republic”

This statement by the ruling party’s son-in-law is a foot-in-mouth act.

Meanwhile, his current enemy (considered a stooge of the opposition) is all smiles.
People with power usually have good oratory skills. They can motivate the masses and build a strong nation.

Sadly, these “apples”-of-the-eye of high and mighty indulge in senseless war of words.
Nonetheless, the Mango People fight for vegetable prices, flaunt their “BlackBerries” ,check out movie reviews on “Rotten Tomatoes “and work hard to keep the country intact.


The general verdict of these mangoes:
“Good and progressive governance seems like sour grapes.”

By-Vinti Dhawan

Friday, 26 October 2012

Going berserk at the dawn of tweenage

filed under Vendetta
Chapter B: Vendy turns twenty


Then: You're 12, you are excited about being on the threshold of teenage.
Now: You're 19, you go berserk about entering tweenage!

Then: Whoa, I'm gonna be a grown up now!
Now: Sigh, wish I could be 5 again!

Then: I'll be out of Middle School, and will have my own version of High School Musical.
Now: I want to enter the best B-School, earn at least a zillion , and HAVE to look the best.

Then: Since last three months, going gaga over the fact that my bday is round the corner.
Now: Like exams, the D-day is knocking on the door, and I want to take as long as possible to turn the door knob.

Then: Hinting mummy now and then , during supermarket excursions, to buy the inevitable Vanilla Essence.
Now: Feigning the lack of knowledge that your pals are bringing some random cake.

Then: Your family gives you a lavish party.
Now: The hole in your pocket just transformed from its microscopic self to a gargantuan avatar .