FAREWELL HOLI

It was the day to remember for the rest of our lives…the day we played holi, took photos like crazy and finally parted our ways..the last official working day of our college life.

The morning saw us ,the beauties of s8 IT decked up in sari,like we often did at the slightest of chances,only this time it was different,it was going to be the last of our sari sessions in college.but gorgeous we all were..

‘vasanthamullai pole.. ‘

the guys too wore traditional dresses.
the morning started off slowly with a lecture.then we began our dearest shooting spree..we collected the members of the very first gang that was formed in the college,5 of us and took photos at the s1s2 block,the block..the classroom..were we were baptized as GEC-ians and It-ians.memories ,memories..those things we did ,those words we uttered,and those days when we were just kids fresh out of school and in awe of seniors,enjoying unbound freedom..ho!it all seems to me like yesterday.

Sorry,I am diverting!its that disease called nostalgia!

Come afternoon and we all braced up for the game ….’bura na maano,holi hain!!’there were the initial glitches like when we had just a single and tiny packet of colour ,blue colour,just that.but we started it off in high spirits and in no time there were 59 people standing around literally looking blue,like we all had just plunged into a giant cauldron of blue colour!at one point of time ,we were scraping colour off painted people to paint the relatively bare faces.that’s when somebody rushed out of the class covered in bright yellow..yahoo!more ammunition!!it was a mix of hues afterwards and not much was visible for some time.when slight visibility had returned ,everyone of us were coloured from head to toe,we had all become multicoloured hooligans!when we ran out of our colourful resources,we took photos in shouting,screaming and yelling poses.those pictures were adorable,not one face was recognisable !

Somewhat drained, some of them moved to the taps in front of our classroom to ‘get neat’.2 friends and me got a brainstorm-we took the risk and walked to the taps right in front of the staffroom,there we cleaned ourselves to our hearts content,hung around in the hot sun to dry off and returned all mellow and gay to our den.but we were taken by surprise by our better equipped classmates,and were given royal showers from 2 full bottles of water before we could even say’run’!thus it was that we leaped forth into the ‘Great IT Bath’.the unspoken agenda was to soak everyone and maintain everyone in a ‘dripping’ state.there were the ‘bathed and dripping’ people chasing the ‘not soaking wet yet’ ones with water bottles.but the bottles were in short supply and we had to drag some very reluctant people to the tap ,and give them a proper shower-direct from the tap. .man!was it exhausting!
the exhilarating part in the whole thing is –the initial resistance to the bath,then once half a bottle has been emptied on your back comes the sense of hopelessness and self-surrender -you realize that the battle is lost,so you join in the fray and look for the next target –or chicken,if u like.

There were few of them who took shelter in the corridor in front of our beloved server room,hoping we wouldn’t encroach upon those sacred premises.it was no use though!such fun it is to bathe the more reluctant ones!once we had everyone bathed and ‘dripping’,quite satisfied with the days work,or game,we turned to more glamorous stuff like…our photo/video session again.though twice(not once)we suffered royal ‘thaeppu’ breaking our throats cheering and posing for video to a camera not exactly recording our misdeeds,but we were third time lucky.a dripping (read rocking)class photo too.the afternoon had turned us into hungry lions and we collectively stormed the canteen.5 mins after our entry ,the few EC staff who were the only non-s8IT-ians in the area ,fled..must be evidence enough for the racket. Never once ,in our 4 years here,had our classroom look so filled-up, as did the canteen today evening.there was a round of chair-fight to fill in the entertainment slot.there was also a round table discussion(chalu competition)as we cooled off,or rather dried off.having sufficiently drained our energies for one day,we finally split up..aww,the awful part that one.

In between all the fun and uproar, 1 or 2 broken links that were ,quietly clicked into place,just like that-like magic!and that was the best part.it was the day that reminded me of our initial days in GEC-the fun and the innocence.

Ps(to my classmates):-

We had one hell of a holi mates..lovya all..

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Reminiscence of college life

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All will agree with me when I say ,memories are the best part of life. as they come flooding to me tonite,I cant but share a few with you.

In the chronological order:-

Rudest shock of my life----day 1 in college;I actually saw a cow grazing near the principal’s office window!!I had come for my admission;and I didn’t knw if I should run or stay.well,I just did.

Most silent day --- day 2 in college.that’s wen the classes started.(ha ha)

Most friendly eyes--- lemi’s.day3

Scariest person---nalini ma’am.(my knees still go weak tryin to decide whether to smile or just walk on)

Then a lot of self intro’s and hi’s later

When I enjoyed d most---ragging anju on her first day in s1s2.she did d action song 4 ‘twinkle twinkle’.(HA HA HA)

Most memorable evenings---wen prema and I would skip d cllg bus jus 4 d sake of a slow walk till we ran out of things 2 banter abt, n 4 d cold tea n 'vadai'* from LMS canteen.

First time an utter stranger lukd soo familiar----dats secret(wink!)

Most exciting event of cllg—first cllg election v witnessed..wen d KSU pulis still roamed d GEC jungle..i had talked myself hoarse d day bfore..and ofcorse’ INSIGNIA

Sweetest voice of our campus—sandeep bose..i still remember his ‘i’ll b 2 steps behind you’ for valentine’s day’04..our first in d college..

Most Inspiring GEC-ian--- gokul b alex..dearest ex-union chairman.i recall his heated arguments about d rise of communism in soviet union(overheard) ,with a thoroughly dumbfound open-mouthed it-doesn’t-matter-who.

He would talk passionately about literature n exhort to write like mad whenever n on whatever topic possible.n never too busy 2 listen 2 ‘juniors’.

Most useful times spent on campus—d quiz club sessions..jus memories now

Biggest surprise---VGK afterall turned out b not-so-hostile,friendly even(at times)

Lectures I enjoyed d most—balu sir,d great!(though d lab exams wer hell)

Lecturer who constantly got on my nerves—crybabe!you know who.!

Achievement of our class—INSIGNIA

Personal best team effort---‘vainottam’**---viji n i.(v r working overtime these days ..so few days left!!)

On a serious note---THE MIME(spcl thanx 2 rekha.ab jaana ‘tholikkatti’ kis chees ki naam hai)

Silly li’l things----

I lov---

our outpost near d s1s2 classes under d tree(its gone now,it was d best ‘viewpoint’ ever)

cushion chairs of s3(how v fought d day it came)

d steps near s3-s4 classses (second best ‘viewpoint’)

CN lab---100 mbps is simply too good..i cant get over it!!

Special thanx—canteen-thanx 4 d innumerable teas n puffs over d years----I remember too,d innumerable times you were pure torture saying ‘evide onnumilla’.

Cooler!!---d GEC-ians one n only waterhole!!

Combined study sessions @ chitra’s…exam special..

Unforgettable bombshell!! IV –I am speechless here..

Object of affection-----the ‘vishuchedi’(konna tree)on d way 2 d drawing hall.

Last vishu,it made me wait long n hard 4 d first blooms,but once it started blooming ,d tree remained golden for a long time!!

I hope nobody cuts it down in d name of development

Heartbreak---to see our dearest football ground now resemble mars with all its craters!!

I hav purposefully left out d big events-things everybody knw.

Endnote---

How I wish for!!-----a class reunion yrs from now,’classmates’ style!!(n pls don’t anybody think of a murder!lets not spoil d fun,plsss!!)

Ps—now that u hav read my memories,do something in return.post urs too

‘oru paalam ettaal angottum engottum vendey?’***

*south-indian delicacy

**checking people out

***return the favour

WAITING FOR SESSIONALS
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University exams postponed right in the middle of the exam season,project proposal presentation ,and now to top it all..this unnerving wait for the release of the sessional marks.When scraping past the 35-mark line in itself will be achievement for me..something otherwise would be nothing short of disaster.well.lets see..
I was just browsing idly,when i came across this handy chat tool integrated inside your gmail mailbox,hmmm quite usefull!its not easily visible!!somebody their had the brains and goodwill to make an inconspicuous chat client.
WHOAAA..cheersss!The good news just came in,i passed the lakshman rekha-the 35 mark line;i've actually scored 40.wat peace!
ok ,till i hav more idle time and free online access to blosser,its bye from me,manoranjini.XXX

FOR WANT OF SOMETHING BETTER TO DO
Since time was aplenty and nothing of pressing urgency to tend to,i thought i might as well try my luck with a third post.The last week was spent on just planning topics and the research to go with for a blasting new blog that i was planning.Topics were not hard to come by,nor were the ideas to be written ,the only problem seemed to be time..as always,this one factor kept delaying the launch of my pet new blog.
Being a college student sure comes with strings attached.One would think one had seen the last of assignments and class tests(surprise tests!!!) in junior school-no sir!even being a final year student doesnt help much here.What with juniors with 'attitude' gone are the days of seniors getting their assignments done by juniors.
I could list another n reasons for not getting time enough to write.but the bottom line remains the same,i havent blogged for a while now

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