I came across this article on one of the popular youth magazines and just loved it. Written by a NIT, Warangal guy this article depicts life at NIT and 99% percent of it applies to NIT, Trichy, my college as well. So I thought of sharing it on blog. Watch out for the concluding RDB line.. lol…
Disclaimer : Gults n Malls, please forgive me and so do the profs all over the world.
The article starts from the next paragraph.
” Who says nothing is impossible?
I’ve done nothing all my life!”
– Found on a t-shirt sported by a NITian
It was lovely October morning, the first rays of sun filtered through the leaves fluttering gently in the snow breeze, shining down on the peaceful populace below, the clouds strewn about in happy confusion like cotton candy on a smiling child’s face. The grass with the fresh dew drops was an emerald chain with tiny embedded diamonds. The lark was on its wing, the snail was on its thorn and yours truly was snoring away to glory!
The time was 9:55 AM. My friend Nair was already getting hyper screaming, “Dude its 10:05! Let’s go!”, said he. “Why what’s the hurry?””Um, we’re late?””Oh! What about the 8-10 class?” I inquired . “Cancelled””Nice! God bless Ravindar. Ok, let’s go half an hour late. It’s Elmer Fudd’s class”( for the uninitiated Elmer Fudd is the nickname for a department prof who looks like, well, Elmer Fudd! I mean it would be pretty stupid if we nicknamed him Elmer Fudd and he looked like someone else right?) “Are you out of your mind?”Nair said.”Hey it’s a bet. Losers pay at Nescafe”, I said.
This is the way we go to class, go to class,go to class,
this is the way we go to class so early in the…. um.. afternoon.
Fudd let us in at 10:30 AM with a reminder that we weren’t there to watch a football match. Duh! I’d take my seat half an hour before the preview show if it were a football match! As proficient as the profs were at putting us to sleep, today was different, I was ROTFL!! Coz this was on the board.
Yes in bright white on green board was written ASS ASS and BUTT JOINT!!! People who think I’m bluffing can check the class geek’s notes to confirm or just ask she’ll tell you the chapter, page, figure number and anything else you need to know. Besides it isn’t improbable because because according to the prof, ASS stands for Austentic Stainless Steel. I don’t care, I’m ROTFL.
Up next was Negative(Mr. Hanumantha Rao I think, but well he’s got a black face and white hair… photographic negative, you get the drift) And if you think we are mean kids who just like to insult profs with cruel nicknames, you are partially right. But it is more often than necessary when you consider insanely, ridiculously long gult names. Sample this: G.V.S. Nageshwar Rao, or even GHSLV Prasad Rao. Sigh! And people think Mallus have weird names! Oh wait, *Scratches head*, Mallus do have weird names! I mean think of greatest politician alive in Kerala, who on forming a party on his own, thought it apt to name it Democratic Indira Congress(Kerala) or for short DICK!!! Since he’s the leader, I guess we can call him DICKHEAD!!! And the ridiculous obsession for syllable JO is beyond me AJO,BIJO,CIJO,DIJO….YIJO,ZIJO are all probable names of mallus you know! Oh and you can substitute JO with JI and get names of other mallus. And take for example, Lousy! Yup Lousy is the name of a mallu gal! or how about Sissy? Man why on earth are parents so cruel??? You think that is bad, well I just saved the best(or worst) for the last; this is the name of my friend’s friend who happens to be an unfortunate girl – Titty Thomas. No comments.
Enough meandering for now, I suppose. Back to the topic( if such a thing still exists in the article). So Negative walked in and promptly put us all to sleep, however only to awaken us with this:
“My specimen is only 1 cm long, so even if I quench it in oil, I cannot attain complete hardening!” ROTFLMAO!!! I could visualize next day’s newspaper headline “Negative’s specimen trumps Fudd’s Butt!” This was the same prof who in last week’s lab class, checked my sketches and commented (I swear on my honor I’m quoting him verbatim) “This is ok but next time, you ask the girls to show you their specimens, so that you can compare your specimen with theirs and understand the difference. If they say no, no we can’t show it to you, tell them I told you to ask and they will show you their specimens” No comments. And letters to the author seeking explanation or description of any kind of specimens will not be entertained.
By the time I stopped laughing the class ended and we got to know the lab in the afternoon was cancelled. 10 Friends episodes, coffee at Nescafe (during which it was calculated that an engg student studies approximately 5 minutes, yes thats right 5 minutes on an average day! Priya a friend, said it perfectly – Engineering is a four year holiday!), dinner at the dhaba and a couple of games of FIFA on LAN later, I joined Vibhu and Nair as they were trying to finish NFS Carbon which had arrived the day before. “Dude don’t we have a lab end sem exam tomorrow?” Nair asked. Everyone as perplexed for a moment before Sarvesh came up with the inspirational winner ” One exam isn’t going to alter my course of destiny!”
Onwards to Darius and the canyon duel!!
“I’ve always thought there were two kinds of people, those who went screaming to their exams and those who went silently.. then I met a third kind..”