harsh in kinesphere

Vacations are a time to relax, it’s the god given time to pursue your hobbies, time to chill and take it easy. Not doing ANYTHING is ‘in’ during the vacation season. I never get bored in vacations, though I do wish if I was in a classroom counting how many times the professor said ‘Ok’ but I will never get ‘ nothing to do in vacations’ syndrome unlike most of the students.

For me there are lots of things to do in vacations like fidgeting with the computer, hanging out with friends, sketching, do crazy experiments in the kitchen /*and eating your creation off course*/ or even catching movies always wanted to see. Even a pen and paper provides atleast 2 hours of enthrallment. I have already almost a month enjoying the pleasures of vacation.

But some of my friends vacations pose an even greater challenge than college itself. The first few days are spent with your college pals coz during the beginning every one is enthusiastic and stuff, but then weeks pass by without a phone call then you start getting scraps asking you what you are up to. They don’t just camp in the living room in front of the TV set, complaining ‘pak raha hai’.

Anyways enjoy your vacations until they last.

Has anybody observed how all the fairy tales end with ‘… and they lived happily ever after’? Surprisingly this line (with all its cliché) does find its way into our normal lives. As a student, this line is thrown at as a last resort to make you do what you have to. Think of it as a ‘Bramaastra’. I distinctly remember my school math and science teachers convincing my peers (who were least interested in these subjects-> thereby taking arts, home science etc) with white lies like ‘it’s the last time you’ll encounter math and science so it’s best if you have pleasant memories about them.’
Through incessant lecturing about the seriousness of the board exam, teachers/ parents would often cite examples of students (distant cousins or neighborhood chaps) who scored and made it to their dream colleges. These role models would be projected on the other side, living the good life and like those TV marketing commercials they would end it with, “..all this only if you….” Back to square one. This would go on and on day after day, everyday. These exams bring out the best and worst in parents, just when you thought that your pops couldn’t hurt a fly, during your 10th and 12th he’ll be possessed by Hitler.
Some parents have a professional approach. ‘Do this and you will get that laptop you’ve been eyeing at Croma’.
No matter what you do, there will be a new challenge and another ‘happily ever after’ behind it. At times I wish they’d stop but then, what would be the teenager’s expression (who’s been working his ass off for an exam and doesn’t want to even look at books for sometime) when his parents say, “its not the end, there is graduation, post-graduation a good job…..!” .Parents and teachers are like that, and there is no greater joy than seeing satisfaction in their eyes after you achieve. We need to stop perusing our happily ever after, accept that there is no such thing and stop complaining.

I just couldn't resist and so i am posting this before time!

Had our BE farewell in college a couple of days back and to say the least, IT ROCKED!!! After coaxing out fees, fines, charges etc the college management finally decided to spare us all by not giving us a lousy send-off. Good food, so-so DJ and cut short speeches by the faculty ensured that the farewell was just perfect. It was the best way to say goodbye to engineering.

Having made tons of friends who are fellow Aishwarya Rai worshippers, tech fanatics and music loving geeks. It will be hard not to miss my friends and the engg timetable. But I know that I will get over it pretty soon, thanks to orkut and the internet, It’ll be easy to keep in touch with the gang and getting nostalgic will be even easier.

The best part about farewells is the chance of doing most embarrassing things and getting away with it, may be that’s why all of us danced with the most weird/funny/freaky dance moves EVER! I’ll have to admit that I am not the person who’ll hit the dance floor, but this time it was different. All the lights, deafening music and great company set the mood. Most unlikely people danced that night because we were celebrating the end of everyday college drudgery and the fact that in few days the spenders would become the earners which is a reason to celebrate in itself. After the music stopped, our pictures/*from different events*/ were displayed on the projector with ‘Alvida’ playing in the background and every one got emotional /* the organizers decided to end the event on a sad note*/.

It marks the end of late night assignment completion, vivas /* where mugging up didn’t help!!*/ and file submissions. It also means the end of open eyed siesta fests and not bunking lectures, but then you realize those were the things that brought you guys closer. Suddenly you realize what we've become ( theIT crowd in our case)- GOD HELP US ALL!!!!!

Atlast I’ve completed my graduation & it does feel like an achievement. My vacations are on, but I haven’t been able to put aside time for all the things that I had planned to do. Believe it or not I am feeling like a busy bee DURING my vacations!!!

So dear readers (I made a joke!), after I am back, I promise you will find new posts.

Heard Scarlett Johansson’s single ‘Falling down’… it proves that not everyone can pull a JLo. Old Hippies (high on grass) would definitely sound better. Scarlett Johansson hasn’t heard herself sing, how else could anyone committ such an atrocity? She’s pretty, good for her…and us too!

Feeling deeply exploited after watching the promos of Love Story 2050 with its cheesy music and cheesier choreography, I had a dream where, believe it or not, I traveled into the future. These are some of the things that I observed.

- Bobby darling is very popular /*that explains Priyanka Chopra’s hairdo!*/

- Genetic manipulation is legally allowed and widely practiced /*that explains why Harman Baweja looks like a cross between Hritik Roshan and Emraan Hashmi*/

- Half of the world’s been invaded by America for oil reserves, even Alaska wasn’t spared!

- With the ongoing oil crisis, the US army’s Hummers have been abandoned for mountain terrain bikes- with gears!

- GM, Chevrolet and Ford have abandoned automobile manufacturing and are making profits by using their SUVs as landfills.

- The HRD ministry implemented 97% quota for all admissions, more reservations will be introduced.

- Bangalore royal challengers suck! /*its been 42 years now*/

- SRK admits to being bi /* he’s half-way out of the closet */

- California legalized man and machine marriages/unions

- Madonna launched her 38th album titled ‘Undead’ /*can’t figure out why??! */

- Rakhi Sawant got rejected for remake of teletubbies, 6 TIMES!

- Mahesh Bhatt mass produces remakes OF HIS FILMS.

- Mumbai University still screws up futures.

- Yash Raj banner have finally stopped making films starring Uday Chopra.

- Ellen Degeneres stopped giving gifts; now she throws money at your face.

- Aishwarya Rai is as mesmerizing as she was 50 years ago.

There are times when you feel that you are invincible, strong, confident /*other flowery adjectives can also be inserted to describe the way you feel */ but then the guy upstairs makes his point by showing how fundamentally wrong you really are.

I had a similar experience recently which left me more embarrassed than a lesbian in a chip-n-dale club. I was on my way home listening to Flyleaf, Disturbed et al, content in my world that comprised of a seat, an almost empty bus, followed the overworked conductor occasionally asking/ saying/muttering ‘Ticket bola ticket’. Then this lady boarded the bus and sat on the seat ahead of me, the baby in her arms was quiet restless so she had him over her shoulder such that he was facing me. I just happened to notice someone staring at me and there was, the finger sucker blankly looking at me.

That’s when my crazy/weird/insecure alter ego came back to life from the undead. Let me tell you about this ‘Chad’ guy, as I like to call him, he's no good with babies. According to Chad babies are the cutest, but they are god’s answer to make grown ups do silly things /*coz I remember a very serious uncle meowing to his some month old grand daughter just to make her giggle as she kept looking at him in amazement thinking ‘WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY GRANDPA YOU FREAK!’ */ .He also thinks babies are complicated mainly because you don’t know what they are thinking, thats what makes them so unpredictable. Like when he was reading a story to his niece, when after 10 minutes he realized that he was the only one who found it interesting as she had already crawled and gone to her ‘dada’. For him people who can baby-talk are tougher than Dharmendrapaji catching bullets. Playing with babies is a lot like giving excuses for forgetting you girlfriend’s birthday, EVERYTIME you have to come-up with something new else you are a gonner.

Coming back to the ‘incident’ Chad gone bonkers and had already tried jumping out of the moving bus’s window. The bus stopped at the signal, he tried his best not to make eye-contact as he pretended to be engrossed in looking out the window thinking of the million places he could have been at. ‘Please! I’ve had enough, make the lady and her attention seeking baby go! I’ll never pick my nose in public again, I promise’ he mumbled as the bus groaned into motion. And to his astonishment, the lady stood up and made her way to the exit. Life was good again!!! I could feel Chad returning to the realms of my subconscious. Everything’s normal, for now.