Disclaimer: I am tired of these disclaimers. It started out as a joke but
now there is such pressure to do these idiotic nonsensical lines that I want to
throw up. Who are these people who get off on disclaimers? Illegitimate
children of lawyers? Why did you ever write in saying these disclaimers are
funny? A disclaimer is not supposed to be funny. It is supposed to protect my
ass when some hardline nutcase comes gunning for me. Get that? That’s not
funny! If you laugh more I will shoot you. ,.!..
A new semester has begun. Things have changed now. Looking back I
remember the words of a nutcase who brought back “sex” to technology. He said –
You cannot connect the dots looking
forward. You can only connect them looking backwards. Most of the dots this
year have been connected. A few will be joined soon.
Joose has gotten used to his responsibilities and has even gotten
over his drunken behavior. He’s thinking of trying sandwiches now. Anyways,
sandwiches or not under his supervision my Hall
won the grand festival of Illumination after 8 years. I don’t bother him with
the window now. I’ve learnt to live with it. He’s learnt to live with the fact
that though the G. Sec inside him will always be my mortal enemy, the Joose is
and always will be my dearest friend.
I’ve cracked an intern in a small Mumbai based investment banking
company. It’s not glamorous as Deutsche Bank or Barclays, but is offering me
good work. Only time will tell where it’s going to take my life.
The VIP visited and went back. There aren’t only negatives of such
events. The campus looks cleaner now and has better roads. If this was the only
consequence of hi visit, it was probably worth it.
After a strong protest by the seniors of my Hall (in an ancient Hall
like mine, everyone has a senior, even the final years’), the mess was freed
against the freakish online system and I’m gaining pounds again. Maybe there was something good about the online system.
Nitin has given up his hopes of becoming a dancer and focusing on
town planning and green architecture again. He said he’s making a project on
making homes more eco-friendly and by the looks of it, the next time your
successors buy a house, it could have been based on his research.
Anjali and me are going great as ever. The whole family fiasco
gave me an opportunity to be more open to my clan about Anjali. People pray to
God for such opportunities in life. Mine was made by Vodafone.
Classes in the department have become better since the departure
of the 3 Profs and now we can actually understand what a Prof tries to teach.
Though their teachings have no consequence in the exams which are dominated by
quant equations, I’m trying harder.
Even mini-Sabu has stopped poking me all the time and brought his
own watch. I think he’s a little pissed off after my reading my blog. Heck! Who
cares?
Finally me and Ishenam might go down as the best Governors Talaash
had in several years. We’ve not only successfully completed all targets but
also revived the annual campus magazine which had been lying dead for 3 years
now. We also organized a day’s worth of events in the campus fest. This college
has seen days when literature was scrapped for dancing and acting. It feels
proud to be the person under whom it came back.
So even though this has been a great year, there are new
milestones to reach. So we shall meet again next year where both I and my story
will be on the Final frontiers.
