Monday, April 17, 2006
Au Revoir...

It's been exactly 91 hours, 42 minutes & 55 seconds - as I post this update - since Koushik's farewell party was supposed to start on Saturday evening. Disregarding, of course, that Sukanya & I were late by about 45 minutes because we were sitting & writing our message to Koushik in that very quarter of an hour at CCD (Cafe Coffee Day).

Just randomly, CCD's honey & oatmeal cookies are good...try em.

Anyway, the party. People had actually adhered to the formal dress code. However, can't say the same for sticking to only black, white & blue colours. Hehe. But actually, come to think of it...the girls were mostly in black & white - the original colours decided upon...the guys had branched out into blue more. So well, I suppose the dress code was pretty much followed. Hee.

Everyone had reached by the time we got there (obviously), so we got greeted by a whole load of high pitched yells, and of course - Koushik's standard "When did you get here? I didn't see you". LOL. I think guys are BORN blind. Apparently the previous night he'd dreamed we'd be coming...and that at some instance of time during the party...he'd borrow my cell to make an STD call. Hehe. Thankfully, that didn't happen...I have high enough bills without any help from others.

Quite a few people weren't in their best form - Pooja, Salomi, Aditi & Nasir if you want names. The first three were feeling sick (Pooja managed to miraculously recover halfway through)...Nasir was just tired. And he'd turned out awfully formal...poor guy.

Initially, I think the DJ must've been wondering why he'd been called...seeing as no one was even dancing. But eventually, Vineha, Radhika & Kushal as well as some others did start. Everyone else obviously had to join in after a bit. It was loads of fun. Usually, I end up not doing much at all when I've gotta dance, cos I tend to feel really conscious dancing in a crowd. It isn't like I can't...I just can't manage to let go most of the time. I'm not brilliant or anything...but I'm not completely graceless either. Anyway, this party can be added to the few times - which I can count on one hand - I actually kind of danced. I probably would've ended up hanging around not doing anything if it wasn't for Raghav...who bothered to come around & pull Sukanya & I in. The guy's mad...I tell you, but loads of fun. He wasn't great at dancing...but he was the most actively participating person out there. Like Salomi so aptly put it "I think he likes embarassing himself".

The Bombay Scottish lot had gone to the trouble of making this huge scrapbook for Koushik, filled with messages, photographs, contact details & so on...you know, something really worth treasuring. And we'd all contributed towards a really awesome Esprit watch, which Koushik of course absolutely refused to accept at first...claiming that all 25 of us had lost our brains.

The message Sukanya & I wrote to him generated a lot of unrest...hehe. I can't believe no one in the group never found out about the Sentiment Of Love thing. To those who don't know what it is, Sukanya had hunted for the meaning of our names on R World...LOL...& Koushik's name apparently means 'sentiment of love'. It was so hilarious back then...kinda stuck as his nickname after that. Anyway, I had to get back at him for calling me 'Itpeed (on the man)'...LOL. Reverse my name...& voila...you get 'Itpeed'.

I think the most emotional part by far was towards the end though...when everyone starting clicking pictures & taking their leave gradually, cos you really got to see how close the lot of them were. Sukanya, Nasir & I aren't really part of the group...seeing as we come from different schools & haven't come to know them all as well - we've only come to know them somewhat in college. I really liked that the lot of them were comfortable enough with each other to be able to hug & sling arms - even the guys & girls...however sappy it might sound. Was kinda feeling sad cos I don't have friends of that sort...well I do...but not that many. And I probably won't ever get to meet my school friends much...seeing as I studied in Riyadh most of my life. Some of my ex-classmates though, I think I'd be happier not meeting again.

Anyway, I think I should wrap this up now. Will not bore whoever is reading this much longer.

I'm going to miss you, 'Sentiment Of Love'...hope to see you sometime.

- Itpeed...

EDIT: Ok...this is awesome...I cannot resist adding it. Hee. Click for larger version.


posted by Paddy at 3:12 PM
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Thursday, April 13, 2006
Stolen

LOL. I have shamelessly stolen this idea from Suku's blog. Hopefully I'll be able to do half as decent a job on it. I doubt though...sarcasm is Suku's forte all the way, and not so much mine.

Anyhoo...I pride myself on my title, which is oh-so-original (ahem).

STUPID THINGS THAT HAPPEN OR STUPID THINGS YOU DO & WHAT TO LEARN FROM THEM: (brilliant, no?)

>>You suddenly seem to have become way popular and have a zillion people (mainly guys...very desperate ones at that) who you don't know in the slightest, adding you on hi5 and Orkut and Myspace.

Stop thinking it's cos you seem like a very interesting person, cos it's not. Those people are just more jobless and more ugly than you are, and want a little sympathy from you - the less jobless and the less ugly.

>>You go to a cricket match on the first day with all intentions of actually watching the cricket pitch and the action there...and end up looking at a cute guy in a blue and white shirt most of the time instead.

You desperately need to start looking at guys who are just the slightest bit more accessible. And like Suku said...get that male best friend(refer 'best friends of opposite sexes = perfect for each other' theory)...QUICK.

>>On last day of said cricket match, you end up crazily cheering along with the Britishers around you in the stands.

Don't worry too much. Such unpatriotic behaviour is pardoned...especially when Team India has played cricket in such a manner that their batting skills could be somewhere around the range of your own - which, without needing to say...are quite quite pathetic.

>>During one of the days of said test match, you start thinking about whether it's possible to connect the spots on the backs of the more spotty-bare-backed 'Angrezis'...and possibly form a picture of some sort.

Go back to kindergarten, and get a 'Connect The Dots' book. You have more hopes of forming pictures from connecting dots there.

>>At said test match, you're sitting there wondering why the British lady in front of you even has a top on, because anyway the straps are undone, and the overall sight of her is not very pleasant.

Next time around, realise that people usually go to cricket matches to watch CRICKET...and not other human beings, straps or no straps, spots or no spots, shirts or no shirts.

>>You amuse yourself in Kalras by telling poor Shruti certain well chosen details about the guys you know, because you know she'll get hyper about it and pester you for more details about them.

You are a mean, mean person. Get a life. But then again, Shruti enjoys it, and so do you. Thus you are putting a part of science (i.e. Symbiosis) that you learn about every year repeatedly (so much so that you are now insanely tired of it)...into practice. Be proud of yourself...

...not.

>>You and your friends gain sadistic pleasure from taking more test papers and answer sheets than required while writing tests in Kalras, in the silent hope that they will have to print more, and thus spend money.

Hahaha. You SO need a life. Especially since you were the one who came up with the idea.

>>At IIT Powai, which is where you've gone to give the IIT entrance, you're wondering why you're hanging around with people like Sweta, who is elaborating about the different brands the cigarette butts that are lying around on the ground near the canteen belong to, when all the while you could possibly be hanging around with a certain other person.

Be thankful that although you had to listen to a speech about how Sweta's friends are all drug addicts and smokers and that is how she knows all this, the other person you were hoping to spend time with instead atleast smiled at you and wished you best of luck for the Chem paper.

>>You have recently acquired a BF after a conversation with Moody, except he is a green blob emoticon, who is...suffice to say, very very adorable, but sadly not real in any sense. Also, you do not manage to come up with a better name than Mr. Green Blob for the poor little guy.

GET THAT BEST FRIEND ALREADY!!!!!

>>You are sitting writing this when your Manipal entrance is in...um...10 days.

Just hope they don't manage to get the admit card sent your way.

>>Your dad's cousins drop by and talk about how amusing your old cell's (which you let them borrow) contents are to read...some of those amusing things being your messages and 'Jinksy-poo'. They remark on how it seems you have a LOT of BFs, and you are forced to admit that no, you don't have a single one.

Oh well, such is life.

>>Your 11 year old brother tells you that he spent an evening with two of his friends i.e. Rohan Rao and Ashutosh Whateverhislastnameis, making oxygen using Rohan's chemistry kit.

If you're wondering when little boys started meeting up to try Chem experiments...stop. Little brothers shall always be weird. Any elder sibling will tell you so.

>>You get crazily happy every time you watch Cardcaptor Sakura and watch Lee's cartoony face go different shades of red everytime he gets flustered because he likes Sakura. Not to mention that cute little drop that appears at the side of his head.

Never let your brother know that you watch the cartoon with him only for the romance in it. He will never let you watch in peace EVER again.

>>Every time you see the 'Journey To The West - Part II' ads on Animax...you wonder how the illustrators manage to make those animated guys look so hot.

Again...never let your brother find out about this. Or how you used to watch Spiderman cartoons with him when he was younger only to see Mary Jane and Peter Parker's chemistry.

>>You're going 'Aw, Kiero is SOOOO cute' in your head right now...while watching Kiero on Cardcaptor Sakura.

Shut up about your insane reasons to watch cartoons. As much as your friends might know how weird you are...they do not need to think you're weirder than they presently think you are.

I'm thinking I didn't do as horrible a job on this as I expected I would, hehe.
Anyhoo, must go nowwwwwwwww.
-Deeps


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