Monday, 4 February 2013

Two different kinds of same girls

filed under Vendetta

Read Chapter A or Chapter B


Chapter C

Pearl Montecristo burries her head in her pillow. Just next to her sits Vendetta. She has a quiz tomorrow. Havoc has fallen on poor Pearl.
Vendetta is unable to study! Pearl's studious room-mate can't study! And she's not even sick. Why then  hasn't Vendy studied a single page of her supposedly mountainous syllabus?
Pearl is the one who remains elusive to books even if it's a few hours left for exams. She's the one who watches Naruto and similar animes , rather than hopelessly trying to waste time studying. Agreed, Vendy is a teachers' favorite but she's a book-worm. That's one thing totally uncool and awe-inspiring about her.

Pearl stares at Vendy, wondering all this and also, whether or not she can kick Vendy's ass... after all Montecristo is state-level Karate champion and world renowned sleep-kicker.

Vendy meanwhile rethinks her whole life minus the fun things. Oddly, that guy in seventh grade who proposed to her on her birthday comes to her mind. Then, that wicked teacher who deducted her marks in French Grammar in  class 6 to ensure her son tops the class. (He didn't! He fared poorly in two other subjects and Vendy stood first yet again.) Class 10 when no one asked her out for Junior Prom. Life has been unfair to her . And  one thing she's always been good at is studies. She's a self proclaimed nerd. Guys around her generously call her "Beauty With Brains"------- STOP! Vendetta Kumar has to study( she tells herself).

Knock-knock.
(Pearl: What fresh hell is this?!)
Enters Shelly Sharma.
Pearl wants to kill. Either these two girls, or herself! If only she could... atleast punch in the face must be mandated! Why the heck is internet down suddenly? Shelly must not touch my Happy Meal Doremon! (Damn, she just did it). Vendy must not start discussing tomorrow's quiz and "kitna padha" cry-baby song. (Oh boy, they are into it.)
These studious kids! They sap out all the fun out of life! Why does Shelly bother if Priory Of Sion exists today or not? (Dan Brown just wrote a novel! End of story!) Why does Vendy fret that she'll flunk in tomorrow's test ? (The girl aces all the exams since forever! She stood first even in pre-school!)

What about Pearl? No one cares about her! (Well, good for her! Yesterday, Pearl's brother scared the crap out of her by lecturing her on sincerity.  Later, she realised the prank Freddie Montecristo had played on her. She sighs in relief that her life is normal. Everyone in her family expects alot from her and no one remembers what class she is in ! They only want results. Well, that's normal life, if you look at weepy Vendy and sleepy Shelly...)

Shelly sits confident . Vendy sits nervous. Shelly has read all the Dan Brown novels back-to-back in 2 days + for her quiz. Vendy has re-seen The Big Bang Theory for like gazzilionth time and says there's no time to study.  But wait! Internet's back.
Pearl quickly puts on her head phones and you-tubes Supernatural's latest episode. These two oddly different kind of similar people can go to hell!

Wednesday, 23 January 2013

Sparsh 2013 : Episode I

NIT SURAT'S  ANNUAL SPRINGFEST: SPARSH

Whazzit



"Innaugral Nite"
The annual bubbling euphoria comes to the brim with the onset of this night. The techies: the teachers and the students come under the same umbrella  to celebrate SVNIT's SPARSH.



Encore is wished time and again.
A huge welcome to the effervescent plethora of performing arts is given . The last edition of Sparsh began with the entertaining concert by the upcoming youth icon , musician Rishabh Srivastava's energetic performances .



 The delightful crowd enjoyed the musical treat with delicious doses from food stalls strategically located near the entrance to the SAC ground; where the ground literally shook with enjoyement! 
And with this we get a promise for a scintillating showdown on the coming nites!!  








"Singing Nite"

The mellifluous engineers of the proud SVNIT present their serenades to fill the heart and ears with contentment. 
Solos, duets and group performances render the audience enraptured and wanting for more. The nite really brings out the baritone barons and nightingales among the technicians that we are.

This chapter of our institute helps us all to understand that life too is a song and we must remain in-tune to live it with beauty
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Other nites will be talked about soon   

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 .