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well, almost with life here. Just a few more days to go. Today, I went and met the dean for the n^th time for the film society. He said that the registrar had managed to form some ad hoc committee, which would look into the closing of the affairs of the film society. And, this letter had gone to the director for approval. I just out of curiosity checked the Director's office, to realise that they hadn't received any communication actually! I reconfirmed with the dean, and he shouted on the PA to the Registrar, with the registrar actually absconding for a meeting in Mantralaya!

Other than that, I had today plans of South Bombay, with Karthik and Sarmistha, which I ditched coz of a headache, and some useless talk by people. Trying to sleep, I didn't get any, and I convinced Doodhi to come with me to Cafe Churchill after his job. Job reminds me, that I need to go for a full medical checkup at Lilavati Hospital tomorrow morning at 8.30! All this for my job requirements. Coming back to the food, we drove on Anchal's khatara Pulsar, and got there in record 1 hr! :P Had pasta and lasagne, followed by cheese cake and mango tart at Theobroma's. Then a customary stop at the marine drive, and back drive to IIT in 45 straight minutes. Fun outing. A change of mind. Good for me :)

Before I came to college, I was in school (Duh!). There, I did have a similar sense of humour, but not the fundaes. So, I'd hang out with studs, and then gain them. Then I scraped through JEE and entered IIT. Still a fool, I did maintain my sense of humour, till came sophomore year. I gained the right to give fundaes, to the bechara freshies. When in the wing, I gained enlightenment, much like our very own Rahul Sid - Lord Buddha - gained under a tree. Only difference being, that I gained in a room, filled with more-than-half-naked gults. Something, that I didn't realise in the scene was the nakedness.

Come a few years down the line, I am known for my fundae-giving-skills, which are not adhered to (I wear a t-shirt, and jeans mostly). Now, here's the problem, as pointed out by a Delhi woman, today (DCs may be bekaar, but are brainy too :P). All the enlightened ones - Lord Buddha, Gandhi and my wing seniors gave fundaes in more than half-nakedness. The 1st 2 in loin cloths, and the last of all in undies - the latest in thing. I was the fool to give in full clothes. So, now, I wondered what'd happen, IF I gave started dressing up in a lungi, for 2 reasons - 1. the heat is getting to me. 2. it adds to the effect, when I give fundaes. I'd walk into the class, and then like a tam, lift my lungi to knee length, and then give the tips of a life time. Exciting huh? :P


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