Sangeek calling Sangeek

Time: 5:00 AM

Place: An undisclosed room of an undisclosed hostel of an obscure B-school

Trrrrrrrring.... Triiiiiiiiiiing...

Sangeek: hello....

Other side: Good morning, sangeek...

Sangeek: who r u?

Other side: Didn't recognize my voice? I am Sangeek speaking....

Sangeek: Sangeek?? whoddafock?

Sangeek 2: Surprised,aren't you?

Sangeek: OMG! Are u calling from the future?? Am i talking to my future self??

Sangeek 2: Duuude, this is why you aren't getting laid! Shut your geeky mouth and listen!!

Sangeek : ....... Okay.

Sangeek 2: I am gonna change your life,bro! I know you have crush on that girl in finance. I am gonna tell you what you need to do to make her fall for you, I...

Sangeek: Thnx, but no thnx!

Sangeek 2: Wat??

Sangeek: I don't want to talk to her. I would rather stalk her on facebook and stare at her from a distance.

Sangeek 2: Duuuuuude, what the shmuck are you talking? Y don't you want to talk to her??

Sangeek 1: You see, for me,she is the manifestation of everything pristine and beautiful in this world.

Sangeek 2: yeah, so??

Sangeek : But the problem is, I am a chronic cynic. I hate this world and almost everything in it. I firmly believe that the human race should be exterminated by a meteorite. I find people either incredibly stupid or incorrigibly arrogant.

Sangeek 2: So??

Sangeek : Don't you get it? The reason I am able to love her is that I don't know anything about her. I've never spoken to her, I've never heard her speak, for that matter. For all I know, she can be as intelligent as Ayn Rand or as annoying as Priyanka Chopra!

Sangeek 2: ........

Sangeek: But it will no longer be the case when I start speaking to her. I may find her boring, I may find her dumb,I may find her mean! She may not turn out to be the 'angel' I made her in my mind.

Paradise might be lost all over again, in my head!

Sangeek 2: That's crazy talk! What if you actually like her? Aren't you gonna regret not taking the chance??

Sangeek: Even If I DO like her, that's not gonna stay like that forever.Love fades over time.familiarity kills wonder. What if, in future, I no longer find my self drawn towards her as i am now? The mere fact that i may stop loving her makes me sick. So I decided that I would rather make this a perfect memory than a disappointing reality!

Sangeek 2: So,basically, your love story is Dead On Arrival??

Sangeek: I would rather think of it as avoiding inevitable tragic ending.

Sangeek 2: You're messed up!

Sangeek: But....

Sangeek 2: STFU! I am hanging up......

Click.....................................

***All the characters are fictional beyond reason and doubt, including the girl in finance!***

THE LONELY TREE

I was walking in the amphi, listening to the music of crushed dry leaves under my bare foot. It was an exhilarating experience. Autumn is under rated! For some reason, people doesn't find it appealing. Well, not me!

I sat down on the steps, watching the leaves fall down from the trees surrounding me. Have you ever watched a falling leaf? It dangles from the tip of the branch precariously, a whiff of the wind is all it takes for it to start its earthly descent. It swirls, sways and dances to the tune of the wind as if celebrating its own death! Looking at all the trees around me, with bare twigs and branches, I felt like an intruder in nature's dressing room. Autumn may look ugly to some, but for me it is the most beautiful thing.

I stood up and walked into the ground. At the end of the ground is the building which is open for all around the clock but inhibited by only a handful of geeky souls. In the middle of the ground,almost incongruous in its presence, is a big lonely tree.

Its strange, isn't it? To call a tree lonely? I don't know why, but every time I look at it, the phrase automatically comes to my mind. Our campus is full of greenery. Stand any where,look in any direction, and you will find grass and trees. The trees are often in clusters, with every tree brushing the branches of another tree. This lonely tree is the single aberration, standing in the middle of no where.It is in a place full of other trees, and yet, it is far away from any of them. Sometimes I wonder how it must be feeling....

Is it sad that it is lonely?

Or is it content because it stood out from the rest?

I've a feeling that the day I find the answer to this question, my quest for happiness might end!

The catcher in the MBA

The clock struck 12'0 clock.The music has started. I looked out of the window and saw people assembling around amphi for the party.

I sighed and connected my head phones and hoped they were strong enough to drown out the mayhem due outside.

It was the culmination of Chakravyuh, our college's sports festival. It was supposed to be a big deal and all, but i find it utterly uninteresting.But i guess its okay, since i got holidays for three days, and you can't have too many of them, can you??

This parties kill me. People are weird enough without getting drunk, but they get absolutely unbearable on these occasions. Add to that the stupid dancing they all do in groups, i feel like puking....

Let me be honest, I've been there and done that stuff, but i was stupid.Just like those people out there right now.I removed the headphones and shut down my laptop. My feeble headphones are no match for the what must be a goddamn gazillion watt sophisticated sound system out there.

I wore my sweat shirt and walked out of the hostel. I didn't feel much cold, but i wore the sweat shirt anyways. These people give me weird looks if you step out without all this winter gear.You are supposed to be shivering,rubbing your hands for heat and crib about how cold the weather is and all that stuff. Or else they say something moronic like," u southies have a rough skin!" Phonies!!

The music got louder and louder as i approached the amphi. As i was passing it, some guy stopped me and tried to get me dancing.

"Swell man, but I am going to library!" I said.

You would think he would end the discussion and leave me and all, but no!

"Duuuuuuuuuuuude!", he moaned. "Y the hell do u want to go to library??"

"Because not a single thing about this party interests me, Not the crappy bollywood songs u play, not the alcohol, and not that goddamn dance. Thats why"

"You seriously need some girls in your life, man!" he said.

"Thanx. But I think an intelligent conversation now and then with a non-moronic person will do" I said and left. I bet he didn't understand a word i said.

When i entered the library, the librarian looked at me like he was looking at a ghost. The library was dead empty, almost all the lights were switched off. I went to a shelf and took HBR and started reading. For a few blessed minutes, i forgot about all the phonies around me!

But the noise out side increased to such an unbearable limits that even the walls of the library aren't enough to stop it. The librarian, apparently, has no problem with it. I threw the book away, and walked out of the library. This is going to be a long night.

As i approached the amphi again on my way back to the hostel, i looked at my watch. Its almost 3AM. I took a sudden diversion and sat on the upper steps. These idiots wouldn't let me sleep, i might as well sit there and observe their lame phony behavior.

The amphi is full of drunken people swaying their bodies in random directions to the music. I don't know why they are dancing, and i dont think they don't know either. This DJ, stops the music suddenly at the popular phrases, and the crowd starts singing along those lines. It was supposed to be uber-cool and all, but i tell you, It's really depressing, if you ask me.

Then this DJ guy plays an supposedly emotional number, which talks about the greatness of friendship, the pain of leaving your friends and all that shit. Then all these phonies would start hugging each other and get all emotional and stuff. I kid you not! Its like they are living for each other and couldn't live without each other and like that. These are the guys who bitched,back stabbed each other all these months and wouldn't recall each others names after ten years.Now,hugging each other like they are some goddamn lovers! Its the phoniest thing you will ever see, I tell you!

Then it got worse. The power went off. Then everybody took out their cell phones and all and started swaying them as it its the most creative idea in the world. I felt like puking. i couldn't withstand the phoniness for another minute. I started going back to the room, on the way, some guy is yelling at another, "Waaadddup man, Swell party, huh??"

GODDAMN PHONIES!

PS: To salinger, who introduced me to my own story, for helping me understand who i am....

OPEN BOOK

Okay.... successfully screwed up another exam. Gotta study for OB2.

oh, wait. Tomorrow's exam is open book!

Great! Time to study economics, I don't know sh*t about that subject.

Lets start after few minutes of pointless surfing and refreshing mail box in eternal hope of receiving an useful mail.

Hmm.... Exorcism of Emily Rose. Plot is interesting.

Must... watch...movie.....

Holy shit! Its dinner time already!

No tensions,bhai. Kal open book hai!

Dinner sucks. Another twenty bucks spent on junk food.

Okay... Let us start OB.

Innovation and change, types of....

Holy Fucking God! Today is HIMYM's 100th episode!

May day! Abandon book! I repeat, Abandon book.

After all, tomorrow's open book!

Where am I? Oh,yeah, Organizational life cycle,culture....

Booooooooooooooooring!

you tube - search - penelope cruz lesbian kiss

*drool*

Bureaucracy, change leadership,blah blah.

OOO... a pointless flame war with generous mud slinging going on in the class mail group, time to contribute to the spam.

Wait, i almost forgot watching the latest episode of Big bang thoery!!!

Politics, power, organizational...

Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaawn!

Satan's balls! Its already 2AM.

Feeling sleepy, man!!Kal dekhlenge yaar, Open book hi hai!

The saddest part is i know i am gonna regret this tomorrow in the exam. But hey, wats the fun in open book if you study the day before?

The FUN gene

A few days back, I was at my friend's room on the night of his b'day. As the crazy tradition goes(which my simple brain can't understand, btw) people are tossing him in air and kicking him all over the body. People are laughing, joking around, pulling each other's leg; happiness is written all over their faces.

Where am I? I was standing in a corner,silently observing all this frenzy. One or two times,they urged me to join the crazy kicking spree, but i passed on that generous offer. And they gave up on me and continued with their bhasad. No wonder i don't get invited to a lot of parties!!

Somewhere amid those moments, i had a profound epiphany. I can't have FUN!

When i say FUN, i mean the things people usually associate with fun: Chatting with friends, goofing around,banter,beer,dancing. Nope. Not fun for me.

Whenever people around me are having fun, i suddenly become a creepy guy who stands in a corner with a undecipherable expression on his face.Just to be socially acceptable, Sometimes i try to fake it. Sometimes i am so good at faking that i even convince my self that i am having fun. But the truth is i can never have fun.

I wonder if i am born without a Fun gene. May be i am incapable of experiencing the emotion commonly referred to as "Fun". it makes sense. If i think about many moments from the past where i was supposed to have fun,surprisingly, in most of them, i experienced the same feeling of nothingness.

The side effect of this epiphany is: I found why i am being unhappy almost always. I have been associating "having fun" with "being happy". Thus trying to have fun and failing miserably! In my case they are mutually exclusive. I feel happy when i read a book,listen to some soothing music or solve a problem. Not when i make awkward attempts at socializing,dancing and drinking! I've been seeking happiness in all the wrong places!!

P.S: There is a high probability that this post doesn't make any sense to you. But thats how ramblings and rantings work!

RoFlMaOlOl:):P:D;):O

Everybody knows that i am a SCP. and needless to say, i am not exactly a chatty person. I don't know what to say after "How are you?". I never used the Gtalk or messenger much. So I was in for a rude shock when i started chatting with a friend the other day.

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Me: Blah,blah,blah,blah

FRD: brb

Me: ?????????????

FRD: You don't know what brb is? lol!!!

Me: lol??

FRD: lol?? ROFL!!!!!

Me: um.....

FRD: ROFLOL!!!!!

Me: um, Are we still talking in English??

FRD: ROFLMAO!!!!

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See? While i was spending my time watching b-grade bollywood movies, a whole new language evolved around me. Suddenly, i feel like a monkey lost in manhattan!

May be its me, but this acronyms get on my nerves sometimes. I mean, i agree that they are useful in conveying our emotions and all that stuff, but i am afraid that we are overusing them. There are people who end their every sentence with a customory LOL! Seriously guyz, when was the last time you ACTUALLY Rolled on the floor laughing out loud?? ( Yes, i've done my research and now i am no more a monkey!). And don't get me started about the stupid expression,"Rolling on the floor laughing my ass off!"!!!

This is not limited to words.I know a certain person who liberally sprinkles his message with question marks and exclamations and ofcourse, stupid smiley symbols. A typical message from him looks like this:

HI!!!!!!!!!!!!! How are you??????????????? busy these days??????????

Got any girlfriends!!! :P :P :P

Now,this message is only two lines. Imagine a message of ten or twelve lines and you get the drift!

Yaar, if you are reading this, be a little frugal with ?s and !s, for the sake of others' eyes....

To all the other chat-savvy people, the next time before you type a lol, please ask yourself, "Am i reaaaalllly laughing out loud? or do i use it just because i think this a "kewl" thing to say??"

PHILOSOPHY

Found in a comic strip:

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take wrong turns

talk to strangers

open unmarked doors

when u see a group of people working in a field, go find out what they are doing

do things without always knowing how they will turnout

you miss so many adventures because you keep thinking of a plan!

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Another testimonial to my theory that cartoonists are best philosophers in the world!!

28

I hate to sound like a octogenarian by talking about good ol' days but i couldn't resist! I am deeply disappointed by the way things are going on here in MBA!

Currently, End term exams are going on,But the only clue you would get about that is on the obscure corner of the notice board.Nothing has changed here.

Things were different back in the good ol' engineering days (Here i go!). Exam is a "EVENT" you experience with your friends. We gather around in the name of group studies and well, it doesn't matter who starts the discussion about the specific body measures of the tamil hottie, what matters is that we have a fruitful discussion at the end of which everybody will be exhausted and we start our long march to the Tea stall.

Every college will have a Tea stall or restaurant nearby which serves as the unofficial meeting point for the students. It will be the busiest point in the city on those exam nights! People greet each other with the question,"Started studying?" for which usual reply woud be"Nay! about to".Its completely different matter that this "About to start" guy will end up scoring frigging 93% in the exam!

When the nights belonged to the Tea shop, the evenings belonged to the Xerox shop nearby. Xeroxes of text books, Xeroxes of notes, Mini xerox,Micro xerox..... The guy taking the xeroxes would dictate the passing and failure of atleast 60% of the student janta!

Barring a few "Freakish" people who get medals and stuff, the one thing that occupied the minds of all the students was the number 28.

28 is the magic figure which divides the pass and fail.

28 is the number Which represents the culmination of your efforts during the previous nite.

28 is the ferry which transported you from Supplementaryville to the Wonderland.

28 is the Holy grail every engineering student seek.

The whole strategy of the students revolve around 28. Which chapters to study, which questions to attempt, how many pages to write..whatever may be the dilemma, its all for the 28.

1.618 may be the divine ratio, but for us 28 is the divine number!

Gone are those golden days in this MBA. Everyday here consists an exam,quiz,assignment or some deadline so there is no Sacro sanctness attached to the end terms anymore! Every night stretches into 3 or 4' 0 clock so there is no fun in doing a night out anymore! Everything needed is supplied by the college and there is no need for xerox anymore! And thanks to the open book system and case based questions, there is no need to mug up the text book anymore! Thanks to the CGPA and relative grading, There is no significance for 28 anymore!

Everything that was occasional and special during my engineering days became mundane and regular in my MBA life...

I miss those panic sticken conversations post midnight at tea stall.

I miss waiting in line to take the micro xerox of classmate's notes.

I miss the anxiety that grips the soul before looking at the question paper.

And more than anything, I miss aiming for 28!!

RANDOM RANTINGS OF A TIRED SOUL

Ok. One of the downsides of being a student again.... Exams! i feel like shouting "&^%&*((&#%" !!!

So many things to take care of, so little time. Being me, odds are i end up screwing up everything!!

How the hell did students survived before maggi came along??

Financial accounting for managers - Is it universe's way of punishing me for my sins?

The most overused word in a MBA's life - Strategy.

Garma garam aloo pyaaz parantha at 3'0 clock in the night, yummmmmmmmmmmm!

Assignments, project submissions,Summers,End terms,B school fests, and still how do i always manage to play Cricket 2007 on my lappy??

Yaaaawn!

Hot chocolate at Nescafe stall at 4'0 clock, a life saver!

Babes in B-school: they are like the objects in your bike's rear view mirror. They look very near and reachable But in reality they are far away.Its as if you are in two different multiverses intertwoven into each other!


Marks are a mirage. Long live mediocrity!!!!

Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaawn!

Random Ramblings

I love this feeling. Doing something and realising that this may be last time i would be doing it!

Today i realised that this is My last full moon day In chennai. So what did i do? Ofcourse, i hit the beach!

  Beach is more fun if U are there at night 12'o clock.

  If u have a bike

  Even if u've room mate who has a bike!

  A 5 KM Ride along the Beach on byke, in full moon light.courtesy - Afroz. Thanks yaar, and i wish u bought this byke a year ago!!!

  People playing cricket in floodlights.What a sight! Whenever i see these things, i wish i had a Gang like that. All my life, i was kinda a loner....

  Sitting in the sand, watching them play, i had a brief connection with chennai. May be it was not that much a bad place to live at all, all my misery during my stay in chennai,may be it is in my head!

 I am spending most of my time in office. Can u believe it?

Well, i enjoyed the company of few people over there, and i want to spend as much time with them as possible before i leave.

 Another two weeks, and i would be bidding goodbye to chennai, forever i hope!