Christmas 07 (Winter break)

Finally as the year crawls to an end, I find myself finally settled in college. Raggings comming to an end, I got busted by the warden, I'v got a huge group of friends, I'm flunking Civil, I got to play for the college(I sucked tho), I'm gonna be picking my drum sticks again and our class rocks!! Couldn't get better. It could tho...The class still sees me as a nerd a "Bhujji"(not for long the First series results are on their way). I'm flunking Civil and I'm glad I have company (de big man said "Flunking"= Motivation" so no probs). Forget the classroom, all the action happens in the hostel. I'm now OFFICIALLY in the wardens watch list for spending 12 hours on "Shopping". We left at 8:40 AM and returned at 8:40 "P"M. We had been asked to make our parents call the warden (Your always welcome to make blank calls to his phone) . Now my chances of staying in the hostel next year are as good as me those of me passing civil this time around. Coupla more days at home an thats it...Im off to FISAT again.

GUESS WHUZ BACK...?!?!?(AGAIN)

ME!!!

After enduring loads of ragging, boring lectures, a finger surgery etc. HERE I AM!! Well the college is gr8. Its about an hour from Kochi, located in MOOKANNOOR (the middle of no-where and hence ensuring tht we the hostelites stay in our beds evrynyt). Well, there are three courses offered in the campus; MBA, MCA and (ofcourse) B.Tech. There are four branches of ENGG. taught in the campus; EEE, ECE, EIE and CSE(thts mine btw). Well the first day of college wasnt really worth remembering but the first night in the hostel wuz a different story altogether. I am now officially the first student to get ragged in my batch. Well its kinda fun actually. Here are a few things I learnt about my seniors

DO:

- PRETEND TO BE INTIMIDATED.

- GIVE YOUR NAME IN FULL.

- GIVE UR BRANCH IN FULL.

- (LASTLY) DO WAT THEY SAY.

DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT:

- SMILING.

- NOT FOLLOWING THE DO'S.

- ASKING QUESTIONS.

- COMPLAINING (YOU'LL HAVE TO WAIT FOR YOUR TURN NEXT YEAR).

Anywayz life in the hostel cannot get any better. And wats better than life in the hostel...???

CLASSES! Im kidding...its in between classes when you get to socialise. Well classes are boring as usual. Ive got no favorite teacher as such but i know who leads the table from the bottom.
----NO COMMENTS----

Heres the gang at the back of the Class:

- MANU (The chelsea guy)
- Binoy (Mr. Muscle)
- Aby (Ex Rep)
- Divin (Div..)
- Jayaram (Buck Buck)
- Akshay (Mr. Rep)
- Ganesh (GUNZ!!)
- Antony (Erm....leftie)
- Jithin (ANA PAAPAAN)
- Krishna kumar (KIKU)

- MOI (Njundi)

And about my finger, I fragmented a bone while playing the "EVIL" game (CRICKET!!). The fragment decided to visit the top of my right ring finger and got stuck there. Well the doctors had to send the fragment back home and put a restraining order on it in the form of a thin metal rod (Oh ok, wire!!). I had my ring finger in an aluminium support and a sling. The sling went off after the first week. The Support went off today. But the metal rods still in there. Its kinda gross, so Viewer discretion advised. It'll keep me sidelined for atleast another week. How the beautiful game suffers :P . Well, one helluva month in FISAT.
Bring em on!!!

P.S Chk out wad happns wen our BUS breaks down.

FISAT IT IS!!

You can starve in a grocery store, get killed by a doctor or even be taught by your teachers. BUT YOU DO NOT GET BORED IN BANGALORE. Im here on business. Training from a legend cannot be boring right? RIGHT. But the rest of the time all I do is pedigree research on people. You learn a lot from dogs. Loyalty, Drooling, teritory marking, Drooling, salivating etc. As my short stay at my cousins place reaches halfway, I learn that you can learn a lot about dogs from people. They way they behave, socialize, sustain themselves and how they rely on other (much more intellectually superior) beings when they hurt their rear limb. Yes I have been totally jobless except when I am in a class room with eight other people having a five day interview before their officer dreams. The teacher, a self proclaimed BRILLIANT person (And mind you thats an understatement), and a not so self proclaimed Colonel, Col. Balasubrahmanian (A k a Col.Bala) has been serving as an Instructor for sixteen years, so hes go to know his job right? RIght again. Meanwhile in kerala, The commisioner has finally ALLOTED us (FINALLY!!), AND, I recieved my Hallticket (YIPEEE!!). Well Im off to FISAT (Well we had tht cummin), An Im not the only one (Din see tht cummin tho). Two of my classmates from Bhavans are packing their bags too. So, I leave bangalore on the tenth night travel by train to Eranakulam, report to college on the eleventh, submit my certificates and then leave by the night train/Bus to bangalore and report to the colonel by next morning. HECTIC!!! Woggay, Finally Im on my way to college!!

Guess whuz Back......ME!!!

OK...itz bin a while...An things (kerala Things) haven't changed. I'm still waiting (GRRRH). Things have changed actually....things have changed a lot. Iv done some stupid things in the past, but nothing as stupid as "PRESUMING" education in kerala wuz actually better than the NDA (DOH....sumbody kill me!). I put kerala before Tamil nadu, and i stand by my stupidity, Thank you. OK here are the dates...(well only two of em actually).. August 31 allotments are announced and then two weeks later on the 13th of September (Bharat: Friday the thirteenth; Boogey dude: Laughs ominously in the background; Bharat: WHOOPS its Thursday the 13th; Boogey dude: DOH!). But my SSB interview (well i dont know wen it is!! but..) I'm sure will be after college starts (afta 13th). Well the days of complaining about nothing to do are about to come to an end, and a whole new Era of moaning and groaning about not having free time is just round the corner (Itz kinda like chewing gum, Your jaws ache wen yu hav it in ur mouth bt wen yu get rid of it...YU GET IT DONT YU...?!?!). I'm off to Bangalore on the 30th (some retired army guy is gonna be givin us tips on clearing the SSB inter view). An its straight to college from there. CHEERS!!

RE: Allotment

	Entire Allotment to Professional Degree Courses-2007 stands cancelled in the light of the orders of the Honourable High Court of Kerala on 24-07-2007 and 26-07-2007.
	Candidates Allotted to various courses need not join the respective colleges. Fee already paid will be considered for future allotments.
	Revised schedule for the Allotment will be published soon.
	Commissioner for Entrance Examinations Those were the words that were staring me as my mind was populating a list of words I could have used at that point(Some of which could have made a Rapper blush). Just when you think your you are heading somewhere (finally), You gotta wait longer. Me an Ashwin my childhood (Pain in the A$) classmate have already started plotting an assassination of the Mr.Commissioner for Entrance Examinations. Now I gotta go fix a new list of colleges. SSET sounds (and Looks) good. So i guess ill promote it up the list. Anyways the bottom line is the waits gonna HAVE to continue and a few thousand people are at the mercy of the commissioner(Tables are gonna turn once hes done his part tho...Me an Ashwin are waiting ;-)

ALLOTED!

So what if Argentina lost? So what if they lost 3-0? So what if they got beaten by a Brasilian inexperienced, Immature, Rash, Bench side? Ok, the loss drained the colour in my life. Id been feeling really low. But now after an extended wait i finally know which college I'm heading to.
CEC Alapuzha. It came as a disappointment actually. Well it was one of the last few colleges in the list Id given. The college's reputation however is unquestionable. But nothings certain yet(Bloody Kerala Govt.). Forget the shabby webpage. Its the compay there thats gonna count. Wel one things for sure. Its not gonna be easy. So with my fingers crossed the painful (Its not the fingers..!!) wait continues.

COPA , AOL, OPTIONS & WADDEVA

Two days to D-day and I have my options chalked out at last (i owe it to yu Varun). Iv been attending these sessions on how to live your life better (Tats wer i met Varun- Cool dude whu looks WAY over hiz age).
The stuff I'v actually learnt: People can be very deceptive; I hate having "FUN"(da contemporary way....dance, sing....SHEESh); Very few people speak their minds; Handicaps are not excuses (Good goin Jijesh); Your head does'nt fall off when you laugh too much.

Stuff I dont really understand: How your "Ego" comes out when you humiliate yourself on stage; Why I wasnt able to connect so well with the others like they did (amongst themselves); Whats wrong with Aishwaryas feet (Or is it Gravity tats playin tricks on her....???); Whats so surprising about the Kriya??

Yea whats so surprising about the kriya?(Bharat's analysis)
(Bharat on TV, sitting on a desk wearin a lab coat an Thick Glasses...Speaks in a nerdy tone)When you exert, you really need energy so, you breathe really hard.....When you dont exactly need the energy and you breathe really hard, you release a lotta energy. Your body doesnt exactly hav da kinda facilities to store it....so it has no idea what to do wid it. An you get all those weird feelings. Case closed. (Bharat adjusts glasses an camera zooms out....lights out)
Well its not like have a Phd in Bio-watevr or sumthin......Duh! Im Kidding......
OMG Art Of Living ppl, BAD, Art Of Living ppl not da same as art of takin jokes ppl...Bharat history(ok...i have juuz abt enuf tym to catch da kick off.....Copa America '07 AKA ARGENTINAs FIFTEENTH TITLE CUMMIN RYT UP).

Youve Got (To) Mail!!

Well i got the DD and the letter they'd asked for (My English teacher aka The Pricipal better not get a hold of da letter, else im gonna be neck deep in damage control before i know it). Now for that long walk to the post office to drop it off. "Snail Mail";not some thing you cant live without (unlike you know who....da roun da wurld in a few mins bigshot....), but then again itz something you cannot write off. Someone knocks on the door and hands you something; well what do you know its a REAL LETTER. Someone somewhere actually thought of you (or did they??....itz gonna be bills, bills an more bills most of da tym....well at least some computer thinks of me very often.....i hope shez pretty... :P)....the feeling is irreplaceable(Sure dude). Well on the first day of counselling 4000 students gave their options (I wuznt one of them tho.....). I still dont have a good idea about the colleges here (an tat means tat until i do my homework my option picking wud hav to wait). Now back to da hall ticket; a bus ticket gets you into a bus, A train ticket into a train, Hall tickets into (DUH!!!) a hall. But wait your not supposed to loose them now are you...??? You can get rid of them once you step out of the buses, trains etc but not halls(...not in kerala tho as iv learnt it the hard way). They should call it a card or something so that you dont loose it (wat....?? People at VIT called it an admit card and i still have it....). I'm supposed to be worried but im not (Optimistic...??? Naah. Ignorant....?? BINGO...hey dont look at me itz just the way i wuz made). Que sera, sera....an you don have to move a finger....now thats "Bharat" for you. I wonder if post boxes still exist?

Counselling (Day Zero) ;)

Hours till the online counselling procedure begins and i still don't have my hall ticket !! :O
Right from when i was a kid some of my teachers (and friends) called me "Intelligent", but sadly I have never been able to justify that tag. Now I kinda think they've been sarcastic. (Well if you people were: Yur gonna get ur brians pulled outta ur noses by aliens or sumthing.) One of my teachers in a meeting with my mom: "Bharat very intelligent boy (Bharat waves to da crowd wid a big smile on hiz face), But.......(Crowd disappears.....sirens in the distance)". She never completed (The phone rang or something lyk tat). I know exactly what she'd have said: Lazy, Careless, laidback...blah blah blah (Talk to my warden if you wanna know more, She'd hav a endless list :D). Well I lost my hall ticket along with my AIEEE hall ticket (One big fiasco followd cuz wen i lost them, sum tym arnd late April, i had takn da CEE bt not AIEEE). All hope is not lost though; I could get a duplicate of the hall ticket all the way from the big fat capital of "GODs own country". You send them money and you get what you want( the way the wurld wurks...tsk tsk). One hundred bucks to get a piece of paper mailed to you; all soggy and wet when it gets to you (bt i still luv da rains tho) that youll have to send another hundred bucks to that same place (I hope not tho). Well I have to go do what i have to do to get things done (Giv em wat dey want.. :D).
Later