T.I.M.E (that just flies by)

The "Vellas" are finally back!! And all it took was just a simple visit to this group, and pat came back all the wonderful memories of our "Vella" group doing all sorts of "vellapanti"!

Just a single visit to this page reminded me of all the things that we did back in VIT..the endless bakchod nights in F, G , H , A , J and L blocks, the sutta points, the TASMAC nights, innumerable Pondy trips, endless 29 sessions, fights with auto wale anna's and what not..its more like bringing back life to a different self, the one that was left behind in Vellore, because there was a different train that we all had to catch.

The words "Vellas" or "Bakchodi" might not be that relevant to us now, but its the platform like this which will keep reminding us of the bond that we share. Lets make this platform the Hostel, the sutta points, the dhabas, the Tasmac of Vellore, where we can all assemble and just talk random stuff, exactly the same way we used to do before. Let's just give Velasatvellore a new life!

Hoping to see you all here!!
Cheers

Saurabh

Here we are..

We have all moved to places, gone to pursue what we wanted. As Susti puts it down, earning, yearning and learning. Who would have thought we would end up in places this far! We are all busy with our own crap. If you look around you, the list of things we had in common grows thinner. Hostels are gone and so is the mess. Tasmac is left behind and the sutta point too. I can go on and write a 100 things here. But in the aapa-dhapi of life, I think we can give this blog one more chance. I see it as something we started when we were together and it still can be the one thing that we have in common! :)

I propose to you gentlemen, that we all find some time out of our schedules to share something, anything here. I know that however busy we may pretend to be, we always will have time and inherent knack for bakchodi. I would also like to commend Susti for bringing this up in style. 

A cool breeze in tasmac and an old friend at the side. This is what it is all about.

Hoping to see you all here soon.

THE NIT ANECDOTE

This is a three part tale of the Trip to Trichy from the Lone Ranger ( you will understand why I call myself so, in the story itself!). Happy reading!

Part I- A Storm is Coming!

How does one describe a whirlwind, the very essence of it, in lucid diction? This very question arose in my mind when I sat down to “MSWord” down the trip to Trichy. Hence, realising the frailty of such a task, I would merely give a chronological account of the events, both official and covert! As for the “essence”, I leave it to the reader to interpret from my narrative.

The start of it all could have been much more auspicious for me. In fact, disastrous is not very far from being apt a word for the situation I found myself in. What happened was, the six member strong contingent from my fine arts club, which was supposed to have caused havoc in all the arts events, didn’t turn up. This was due to various misfortunes which befell them, ranging from lab exams, reviews, the wrath of stringent deans to even amnesia! Anyways, I found myself all alone aboard the bus to NIT-T, picking up the pieces of my already doomed campaign.

But before I brood about myself I must introduce the “others”. There was the Dramatics team, members of whom I knew quite well, and who were quite sympathetic to my situation. Then there were ELA, DebSoc; a few new faces there (but significant characters in the proceedings later!), The Dance Club- I knew them too; at least the guys, and finally the all conquering HLA (a weird group that one is!).

So here goes!

The journey to Trichy was a ball. A game of “Taboo” was followed by the following!

- Dancing

- Smoking at the back, with deo to suppress the smell!

- More dancing- this time Omkar leading the pack!

- More smoking and deo

- Wingston is found reading a book on Google! An unanimous decision is taken to tease him about this throughout the trip!

- Girls find, a sudden change in “orientation”, intriguing!( Oneesha,Afreen and Shilpa were especially keen!) Us guys don’t know what to say!

- A catfight! Oneesha and Abhyaa have a go at it with Tommy up for grabs!

- More smoking. The brand new SetWet is half empty by now!

- Dinner

- Joint rolling!!!!

- Dancing with a full stomach – I almost puke this time!

- Winston makes a last ditch effort and finally gives up on Google!

- Photo session- we all looked demented in them!

- Dancing carries on- The girls make me dance to Pappu! The idiots Shantanu, Dugar and Omkar just look on!

- I hoist the white flag and succumb in my seat- the rest party on!

I get woken up by Shantanu ( I think) informing that we have reached NIT-T. I look outside and find streams of coloured bulbs adorning the Adm. Bldg. and a few sleepy co-ords. of NIT greeting us in through the main gate. The time, I believe is 1:30 in the morning.

Well……Let the Games Begin!

-End of part 1-

Why Obama???

The surprise decision to award President Barack Obama the 2009 Nobel Peace Prize had much of the world scratching its head, even among the president’s most ardent fans. Less than a year into office, the young president has made lofty promises, committed his administration to diplomacy, and convinced the world that a less belligerent America is in the offing.

But one should not forget that the man is also the commander-in-chief for the Afghan and Iraq wars, as well as ongoing low-scale military operations in Pakistan, Africa and Philippines. Despite all these wars that US has forced on the international community in the not so recent past, he has been awarded the Nobel Peace Prize. If I may, I think he has been awarded the prize for “not being George Bush”!

By the end of George Bush administration, America’s international standing had hit bed rock. Obama’s decision to negotiate with Iran over it’s nuclear program in addition to the promises to reinvigorate the Israel-Palestine peacemaking process has propelled the US into much admired zone throughout the world. Especially so in Europe, where his decision to cancel the planned missile shield system in eastern europe has been widely praised. The decision has also calmed down the russians a lot! His recent speech at cairo university, reaching out to the muslim world was very well received in parts of the world where US enjoys the lowest popularity ratings.

I would like to think that the 5 member Norwegian committee that picks the annual peace-prize winner had something more in mind than giving Obama a $1 million hi-five for being such a popular guy. If one studies the history of Nobel peace prizes, one would notice that unlike other Nobel prizes, which are awarded for a lifetime of generally undisputable achievements in areas like physics, chemistry, and economics, the peace prize has always been awarded more in hope than in hindsight, with an eye nudging to world events. For example, the 1996 peace prize to Carlos Belo and Jose Ramos Horta — both prominent campaigners for East Timorese independence from Indonesia — put a spotlight on their cause and helped create the conditions that led to Indonesia’s pullout from the country in 1999. The controversial awarding of the 1994 prize to Israeli Prime Minister Yitzahk Rabin, Foreign Minister Shimon Peres, and Palestine Liberation Organization leader Yasser Arafat was less successful. Though the three men eventually signed the Oslo Accords that seemed to have the two nations on a path toward peace, that effort eventually broke down.

Maybe the committee was right at some level in thinking that the nobel peace prize, which symbolises Obama’s winning over the world’s opinion can help. It frees goverments of other countries to respond positively to his calls, telling them to assume their responsibilities in the greater good. Also, the rogue leaders are put under pressure to mend their ways. But if it turns out that Obama ends up being “adored but ignored”, the nobel committee will have done no favors to world peace. On a personal note, I think its a mockery of the esteemed Nobel prize to award the peace prize to a man who has just made public his decision to send 40,000 soldiers to fight a war in Afghanistan. The number of people being killed in collateral damage remains the same. The war in Iraq does not seem to be nearing an end soon. And America’s war on terrorism seems to have taken a beating in the hills of pakistan-afghanistan border, which has led to a 3 fold increase in America’s funding to Pakistan, taking it to a whopping $7.5 bn! Given such figures, I hardly think awarding the Peace prize to Obama was a smart decision.

As always, oder personal opinions are more than welcome.

eureka,eureka,eureka!!!

WARNING: THE FOLLOWING CONTENT HAS BEEN WRITTEN KEEPING IN MIND THAT U R IMMUNED TO B*LLEATERS.THE MATTER IS VERY DISCRETE AND U MAY NOT UNDERSTAND UNLESS U WERE A PART OF THIS TRIP.
I write rarely not bcoz i am very busy(else i wldnt hav been allowed to write here)but bcoz I am very lazy.well,whenever we come up with an environmental friendly invention or discovery(which by the way will never be implemented)I am tempted to share it with others.The pre trip(myself being the last entry and surprise for others)started on 14thof oct at 2100hrs,well planned by akshay.Everyone assembled at river view dining hall.well vipin took an 1/2 hr leavefor special child abuse program.so as usual spring rolls and more of them were ordered by none other than by our very own sabu(shruti).the drama starts here:a marwari video was shown,all marwaris among us refused to be a part of it.namit started his special protection program.Before ur mind goes to family planning, lemme say the program was about saving urself from sprinkling feature of sabu(kyunki jab sabu ko hasi aati hai to baarish hoti hai).well after the dinner and tata bye bye to vipin and jolly and little scuffle for the seats,the roadtrip started at 2345hrs.afreen,namit and arora were busy playing nfs.akshay,hatangri(hope i spelt right) and myself were listening and singing songs(no other talent we hav)while rest did nothing productive that I know.oh forgot to mention the rookie driver afreen azad won twice against none other than arora,who blames namit for his loss.well arora age is pretty much the obvious reason,its high time u shd retire and give way to newcomers.so raju anna (our driverji)dropped us at airport at 0130hrs.hereafter,am going to talk about events for which we wld hav been thrown out of the civilized area.the reason behind being few ppl were too tired to walk while few were too energized to just walk.so in order to balance the energy relation , sethji aaaannnd(forget it the other person doesn’t deserve any title so lemme abuse him)arora were giving a joy ride to shruti and afreen on the trolley .looking at this harsha asked me for a similar favour .i thought of just giving some lateral force on the trolley and let her move freely but then realized tht she is too thin to be called a matter,she may never experience any friction and hence covered distance cld hav been more than the expected one.so the proposition was rejected(claimed by big bang geeks).after the joy ride and settling down on trolleys,sabu did the magic and arora’s pants were wet(well she threw an open bottle filled with water on arora).so the discovery was made.she already has the ability to light cigarettes or providing electricity(who kya hai na sab jalte hain usse),for evidence akshay’s bald is appearing due to constant electric environment(sometimes due to the electrolytic sprays).however a special feature has been added which is the sprinkle irrigation.so our sabu is basically a government plan of 5 yr project,according to which she is supposed to go from village to village with her sprinkling feature(kyunki jab sabu ko hasi aatihai to baarish hoti hai).well the day got over at the airport food court where 11 of us ordered 2 coffees,a tea and 2 sweets and were allowed to sit for an hour only.well nothing more important happened except that I saw few kota photos when moooooodii waaassssssss moooooootii.well before u discover any personal loss lemme conclude the wonderful roadtrip with my stupid idea of leaving the luggage in the "left luggage room"and going to le meridian for an ice-cream.lets not discuss it and just end the blog .

WAKE UP PPL!!!

I am trying my best at refraining from abusing all you guys. Where the hell have you all been??All L block ppl are excused due to the lack of net facility for a major period of time. But H block wale kahaan the???

Now tht the exams are over and we are back to being the velas again for the forseeable part of the future, I urge you to cut and paste your thoughts here. I dnt think I need to remind tht we endeavour to exercise the full freedom of expression here at our blog! So, dont think.Just write!
Hoping to see all the new bkchodis soon at the blog....!

Back to college....!!!

After the gruelling, boring but still wanting session at home I finally got back to the college ,a place which has in recent times become an addictive thing in my life. I say addictive because even at home i used to miss my friends and miss on the college life. I would have to admit that i was feeling the same amount of excitement as i had when i was going to college in the first year. Never did it feel as if I was now a senior a “3rd” year guy. It was when i heard some junior girl calling me “bhaiya” ( i am never lucky when it comes to girls) that i finally realised that my years at college are unfortunately running at an undesired pace. College life is a phase of my life which i would like never to end unlike my parents...lolzz...

I could not control my eagerness to come back to college. Like a small kid there I was standing at the doors from last 1 hour before our destination desperately trying to catch the first glimpse of the college. I must confess it was the same eagerness which everyone has when they are going to home. To me it was indeed my 2nd home.

So here was I, amongst the non hindi speaking crowd , non chappatis people but still getting the same homely kinda feeling. Strange but true, i had that feeling. For many of my friends it may not be true and i know it isn't but i guess i am a bit different from others...lolzz..and same way i was even more delighted to see my family here... my friends ..

The usual bakchodis, the hogging, the laughing, the hugging, the roaming in the campus,the vellagiri, those senti talks, the never ending discussions the lab sessions, the bunking, the music addiction, the bird watching, the movie sessions, the boring classes, the yawning in class, getting kicked out of class the last minute studies were amongst the very few things that were to happen to me. No wonder i was getting the usual goose bumps. I am just kinda addicted to this lifestyle of mine, so much so that i used to bug my school friends with all the stories of my college.

College is indeed fun my friends. Make full use of it, for i know, you sooner or later realise that whatever you love the most are never there to stay permanently in your life. May be these are the mysterious ways of how many things work all around us. Nothing remains constant and nothing ever would. So just live it fully and make the most of it.
Adios...