The First Week


It hasn’t even been a week since I got back to college, and somehow the days don’t feel empty at all.

I got here on Saturday, and moved right in. Thank God mum was with me, else, I don’t know how I would have managed. By the way, my new room’s really nice, airy, with lots of light, and thankfully full mobile signal [such a relief from last year when I had to lean on the window to speak and wave my hand outside the window everytime I wanted to send a message] and the only thing that dampens my spirits are the various species of six-legged freaks I find dead on my table each morning.

Talking of insects, I seem to find loads of fireflies this time. I really wonder where they were the two years I was here. The first time I saw one, it was sometime in the middle of the night when I just opened my eyes, and thought my roommate had dropped her cell and that it was ringing on silent. They seem to have this weird electronic glow around them that first freaked the daylights out of me.

I seem to have some nice subjects this semester, not muggu ones like last semester. And I’m hoping they really are nice and fulfilling, unlike last time when the only 8086 microprocessor codes we were taught to write were ones to calculate the nth fibonacci number or to find the GCD and LCM of two numbers. We’re actually being taught by non-ALs [AL=Assistant Lecturer, and at NITK, is a vile curse ranging in intensity somewhere between ‘illegitimate offspring’ and ‘perpetrator of fraternal incest’] this time, which is quite a relief after the nightmare that was last semester.

Now, it’s official that I can speak Japanese. I’ve got a certificate from Dr. Katta saying so, that’s how I know. All I can say is Domo arigato gozaimasu. And I mean it. Pun intended.

One of my favourite people has come up with the mother of all sorts of all things. Way to go, woman.

Last year this time, I was curious about my juniors, and was appalled by their bad behaviour and all that, but this time all of us don’t seem to care one bit. Why, I don’t even know who they are! Which is a big surprise as far as someone like me is concerned. My roommate happened to check out [and just that, nothing more, trust me. She can’t hurt a fly for all the money in the world] her juniors [party fundae and suchlike things], and to our shock, they were running scared of us, and just excused themselves pleading illness and assignments to be submitted. And… the only interesting things I’ve noted about them are that one of them’s this Tamilian girl who speaks flawless Assamese, and another’s called Loon [yeah, Loon, really…. I’m not kidding or exaggerating here, Gawd, do Manipuris have weird names or what!]. Somehow them getting scared of us doesn’t give me a superior feeling or anything like that, which some people seem to crave.

While we’re on the subject….. Twelve second-years have been asked to vacate the hostel on counts of inappropriate conduct with juniors. Well, here’s wishing them all the best with their disciplinary action.

And I read Kaavya Vishwanathan’s magnum opus. I am pretty surprised Chetan Bhagat hasn’t joined in suing her… FPS and HOMGKGWAGAL both feel like the same book,-same walking-metaphor characters, un-taut plot, unfunny humor….. all essentially read-once-and-throw material.

SPIC-MACAY’s started off full swing, and I just spent an hour listening to our Faculty Advisor, the Convener and a few seniors telling us all about how good the movement [SPIC-MACAY’s a movement, not an organization] was, so good that they couldn’t explain it, it was to be experienced. They turned emotional, and words failed them. Rather, their vocabulary.

I guess I’ll get to watch the club recruitment tamasha early next week as I’m not going home for the long weekend. The posters have started to come out, and we won’t have to wait long for the overdose of Photoshop. Already, I’ve been quizzed about the ‘specialities’ of each club, what skills are to be possessed to get into each ‘tech’ club, whether you need to know HTML to get into CSI, how important all these are for the placement interviews, and what sort of questions to expect at a club interview, what to write on the resume, how to project yourself in an interview and a dozen other things that make me want to yell “Oracle and IBM are not gonna take you just ‘coz you screwed around with Photoshop for IE!”. On second thought, maybe they do, I don’t know.

I think this will be my latest post for quite some time to come, coz we haven’t yet got Net in the rooms, and the GB Net Centre has a one-hour restriction, which doesn’t at all give me a mood conducive to writing. Apart from that, the speed is really really slow this time, and the airconditioning doesn’t work, which makes even five minutes in this place highly unbearable.

Addendum: I wrote all this earlier in the evening, and now it’s 10 pm, and I’ve just discovered that my system has crashed. I don’t yet know what’s wrong with it, and nor can Poo, our resident software storehouse. The BIOS can’t seem to detect the hard drives! I’m hoping the problem disappears overnight, and the only other thing in the horizon is that the Acer guys will be laughing all the way to the bank.

I can’t help smiling, though. I’d just finished making backups coz I was planning to install XP and Ubuntu.

About wanderlust

just your average books-and-music person who wants to change the world.
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17 Responses to The First Week

  1. aJ says:

    Interesting week! 😉

    What six legged freaks?

    Pity about your comp.. What did the service center say?

  2. theG says:

    IBM??? IBM does not take people who worked in photoshop for IE. donno much abt oracle though.

    and ditch xp. it sucks. enjoy your ubuntu eXPerience! :p

  3. theG says:

    always there for troubleshooting comps. wonder what happened to your phone then!

  4. theG says:

    IBM does not hire you coz you worked on photoshop for IE, donno about oracle though.

    and ditch XP. it sucks. have a great Ubntu eXPerience.

  5. CB says:

    Comp alright?
    And yeah, the mobile thingy is VERY irritating, especially if there’s signal EVERYWHERE else but your room!

  6. wanderlust says:

    @ aj:
    weird insects in different colors…. look just out a modern-art painting.
    and my hard drive is useless… and it had to happen just a couple of weeks after warranty expired. just ONE power fluctuation and an IC burnt out!
    @theG
    my phone? it’s fine. and ubuntu seriously rocks. still am getting used to it, though. and what did you do that your comments got marked as spam?
    @cb:
    there was no signal in my whole corridor, and my room had enough just to allow a ring. i had to go out and call back…. thank god there’s no more of that.

  7. dee says:

    the last time,i got fed up trying to send u greeting cards and gifts through mail..then over undelivered smses… :p
    thank god for a thingy called comp with this internet! :p
    anyway u said loon was weird,there was this tamilian lady at my bro’s office with a name ‘bhooloka rambhe’ and she was like 100 kilos all fat! and she got bugged when they tried to keep a nice nickname! :p
    uh oh-interviews and tech talk eh?
    hmm they say the latest IE is cool..havent tried..get ur comp back to normal lady!as quick as u can!

  8. the Monk says:

    Perpetrator of fraternal incest. Poetry, I tell you, absolute poetry.

    I have to write this down.

  9. wanderlust says:

    @dee
    mammae! nicknaming her would have been quite an ordeal.
    i got those cards you sent to my house, and there’s no beating you for sweet, girlie. and you arent alone in undelivered smses…. lost contact with adiga, deiv, shilpa and the whole kumarans gang who werent online coz of that. thank god for the Net.
    @the monk:
    wordsworth must be turning in his grave at that. i take the trouble of writing a whole page of stuff, and you stick at that one euphemism!

  10. dushy says:

    Hey fireflies are actually astonishing.They give u better light !But then too many actually matter.
    Hey u don’t have towers there?Why the probs then?

  11. wanderlust says:

    @dushy:
    towers apart, the architecture of the place is such that the aisle wings dont get any signal.

  12. Mal says:

    man!

    even my hostel doen’t have signal!

    chee…

    thoo…

    we have moths instead!

    eerily simmilar hostels.

    don’t tell me you’re my lost twin or something.

  13. wanderlust says:

    maybe it was the same architect, or his twin brother who designed our hostels. it beats me how the design acts as an automatic jammer….. maybe they should extend this to classrooms instead of issuing threats about confiscation and fines.

  14. vignesh says:

    hey really fun , creative one

    i found d mobile ringin in silent funny

    keep it up!!!

  15. Karthik Ram says:

    I won’t be surprised if 2 weeks from now, u r the ones getting scared of the juniors and running for cover.

    (btw, wat was the inappropriate behaviour… i am in a gossipy mood)

  16. wanderlust says:

    @vigga:
    thanks da macha
    @karthik ram:
    nope, not likely, though that sorta happened with me last year. this time, im a sophisticated third year who the juniors are scared to talk to.
    it’s fun now watching the second years get all worked up about the lack of respect from their juniors.
    i dont know about the inappropriate behavior…. them being juniors and guys ensured that i didnt get the details.

  17. Lucas says:

    Every day is not Sunday. Lucas.

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