After a long long time I am finally back to the blogging world.Yep,things had kept me busy for some time.But nevertheless I found my way back here to pour out my thoughts.So what bought me back all of a sudden? I think its the sense of utter boredom creeping into my life since I joined work.Hence this blogging madness in the middle of the night.
Yes,My college days have long past gone.Now I am just another guy in the corporate world.Just another ant in a humungus colony.The mechanical life has already started to suck the fun out of life.Every morning I drag myself out of my comfortable bed wondering why the nights are so short in this part of the world.I take a look at my room mates,friends from college,who are still sleeping peacefully and wonder ,trust me,everyday I wonder -It would have been so much easier on the bench...
Welcome to the IT world post the international economic recession where there are more people on the bench than in the project.The outsiders must be wondering what happens on the bench.Well my dear folks nothing happens there absolutely nothing.Only thing you do is to report to your office just to show that you are alive and well.Rest of the time you are free to do what you please,though the company expects you to stay in the office premises for the full office hours and do worthwhile stuff like learning something new and all.Right!As you correctly interpreted we do what is expected out of youngsters with money in their hands-PARTY!!!
Then one fine morning someone calls you up for a project interview and before you know it you are bound to the confines of a cubicle with a PC staring right back at you.The excitement of getting a cubicle of your own and a system to top it wanes off faster than you expect when you realise that freshers are expected to do all the dirty work(called documentation and the likes) or even worse no work at all.From morning to evening you sit infront of a computer for 9 hrs without having anything to do other than of course,in the words of the delivery manager ,'utilising the learning opportunity in front of you to the maximum' which basically means sweat it out on the system with some crap tutorials from the net..
But as always human mind has this amazing talent to dig out some sort of solution for everything.Enter tea breaks.We hardly notice when the ideal tea break time of 5 min extends on and on.All the freshers naturally comes together and talks about how bad the current situation is and blah blah blah.After we make sure that we are awake once again,we go back to ur cubicles.I cant recollect the number of times I have slept with my eyes wide open in front of my system.Once the office end hour approaches we heave a sigh of relief and starts for home.That's when you realise you have to get across a sea of vehicles before you reach your abode.Welcome to bangalore,the erstwhile garden city rechristened now as the traffic jam city.You push and plough through the traffic on your bike till you reach your home..By then the night has already passed middle age :) ..Being a set of bachelors with no prior experience in cooking,we had decided not to take the risk of mass food poisoning by avoiding cooking at home.So by the time we come back after dinner its almost time for me to sleep to get up for office the next day.
Thus goes the life of a software professional.A never ending tale of how a dog tried to catch his own tail.We go round and round in the same circle every day until we fall down exhausted.A faint hope still exists that I can be free of this menacing cycle.And the chase still continues...
Saturday, October 9, 2010
How to fail in an Exam!
Taking up an engineering course in a private engineering college means only one thing-Exams and more exams.Can you believe that,to get through the course we have to survive 99 internal exams in addition to the regular university exams??yeah that's right.Talk about mental torture!This is the first thing that should be chucked outta the curriculum....Well guys and gals,this story is about how i managed to scalp a backpaper in the university lab exam.
Ha!the exam season...the time when the air is filled with the smell of fresh text books,the time when certain books see the light of the day for the first time,the time when the college corridors and stairs are strewn with notes and tensed students trying desperately to cram their brains with some last minute knowledge(Even the hot chic walking past hardly gets a second look,but that's excusable ac cording to the guys bible at this moment of emergency) ....My story is set in such an atmosphere.
After months of agony,the day had finally come,the university microprocessors lab exam was upon us.The excellent commitment during the regular lab hours during the sem had ensured one thing-we didnt know the ABCD of microprocessors let alone write complex machine programs.But as the saying goes,there is no stopping the inevitable.And before I even knew,there I was standing at the entrance of the lab with a hall ticket and my record book.I walked in, one step at a time.There she was,our external lab examinar ,clad in a green saree sitting in the chair like a lioness looking down at a herd of lambs.All of us took the chit containing the question and went to the seats allotted for us.I read the question once,read it twice
,something struck somewhere.'ok!this is not that bad', I thought.
We were required to write an algorithm and get the consent from the examiner before doing the real programming.As we always do, I wrote a very abstract one and took it to her for scrutiny.She looked at it for some time and then back at me.I studied her expression to get a clue about what was going on in her mind.Was it admiration for my genius? Or was it happiness to see me bring it up so fast?....."What the hell is this???"..Zap! I was rattled back to reality in a flash.."Is this even an algorithm? After all these years don't you know what an algorithm is?Just go back and write a more detailed one..#@%@%@#%...blah blah blah"..With heavy steps I walked back to my seat."OK! No need to panic..sure she took me by surprise this time,but I can write a better one"..
"What is this crap??This is totally wrong!!You are engineering students for god's sake!"..That was our lioness pouncing on some other girl..God damn it!!This woman's gone crazy..she had started yelling at everyone..YIKESS!!!somebody just pressed the panic button in me..By this time she had started on with the viva..I could see girls crying and leave the hot seat..
"Roll number 94466",She called out..Amidst the hallaballoo inside my brain,Something told me that was my number.."94466"..she called again.I immediatly scrambled up from my seat and walked towards her.She pointed to a chair near her and I sat on it..Soon she started rambling on with her questions.I tried my best to answer most of them..But the manner in which she took my answers started irritating me.she'd often give a smirk and some rude comments.Have I ever told you that two of the few things on earth that makes me loose my cool are smirks and inappropriate comments.I could feel the circuits in my head heating up.Blood rushed to my face.."Oh oh,This is not good",I thought.But the examiner kept on bugging me.Soon I was answering her questions in the same vein,with a smirk and foolish grin.I could see that I was getting onto her nerves too.Finally she asked me some question about the latest processor architecture available in the market.I told her the answer.but she pretended not to hear it and asked me again..I told her once more and again got the same reaction from her.That was it!!My whole system ignited.I spelled out the name of the processor alphabet by alphabet in a strong voice.I could see students sitting nearby staring at me in disbelief.I still remember Basu's face with his jaw wide open.."OK That's enough..You may go"
I immediatley knew I was going to flunk this exam.And my perception wasn't wrong..It was one of the few exams in our engg history where so many of us failed.But to this day I don't feel a teeny weeny bit sorry about the way I behaved..
Ha!the exam season...the time when the air is filled with the smell of fresh text books,the time when certain books see the light of the day for the first time,the time when the college corridors and stairs are strewn with notes and tensed students trying desperately to cram their brains with some last minute knowledge(Even the hot chic walking past hardly gets a second look,but that's excusable ac cording to the guys bible at this moment of emergency) ....My story is set in such an atmosphere.
After months of agony,the day had finally come,the university microprocessors lab exam was upon us.The excellent commitment during the regular lab hours during the sem had ensured one thing-we didnt know the ABCD of microprocessors let alone write complex machine programs.But as the saying goes,there is no stopping the inevitable.And before I even knew,there I was standing at the entrance of the lab with a hall ticket and my record book.I walked in, one step at a time.There she was,our external lab examinar ,clad in a green saree sitting in the chair like a lioness looking down at a herd of lambs.All of us took the chit containing the question and went to the seats allotted for us.I read the question once,read it twice
,something struck somewhere.'ok!this is not that bad', I thought.
We were required to write an algorithm and get the consent from the examiner before doing the real programming.As we always do, I wrote a very abstract one and took it to her for scrutiny.She looked at it for some time and then back at me.I studied her expression to get a clue about what was going on in her mind.Was it admiration for my genius? Or was it happiness to see me bring it up so fast?....."What the hell is this???"..Zap! I was rattled back to reality in a flash.."Is this even an algorithm? After all these years don't you know what an algorithm is?Just go back and write a more detailed one..#@%@%@#%...blah blah blah"..With heavy steps I walked back to my seat."OK! No need to panic..sure she took me by surprise this time,but I can write a better one"..
"What is this crap??This is totally wrong!!You are engineering students for god's sake!"..That was our lioness pouncing on some other girl..God damn it!!This woman's gone crazy..she had started yelling at everyone..YIKESS!!!somebody just pressed the panic button in me..By this time she had started on with the viva..I could see girls crying and leave the hot seat..
"Roll number 94466",She called out..Amidst the hallaballoo inside my brain,Something told me that was my number.."94466"..she called again.I immediatly scrambled up from my seat and walked towards her.She pointed to a chair near her and I sat on it..Soon she started rambling on with her questions.I tried my best to answer most of them..But the manner in which she took my answers started irritating me.she'd often give a smirk and some rude comments.Have I ever told you that two of the few things on earth that makes me loose my cool are smirks and inappropriate comments.I could feel the circuits in my head heating up.Blood rushed to my face.."Oh oh,This is not good",I thought.But the examiner kept on bugging me.Soon I was answering her questions in the same vein,with a smirk and foolish grin.I could see that I was getting onto her nerves too.Finally she asked me some question about the latest processor architecture available in the market.I told her the answer.but she pretended not to hear it and asked me again..I told her once more and again got the same reaction from her.That was it!!My whole system ignited.I spelled out the name of the processor alphabet by alphabet in a strong voice.I could see students sitting nearby staring at me in disbelief.I still remember Basu's face with his jaw wide open.."OK That's enough..You may go"
I immediatley knew I was going to flunk this exam.And my perception wasn't wrong..It was one of the few exams in our engg history where so many of us failed.But to this day I don't feel a teeny weeny bit sorry about the way I behaved..
Mr Deltronics!
After a long break,i feel like doing a serious character assassination as usual.This post is about a very popular guy in my class,infact one of my best friends.For privacy's sake lets call him deltronics.Now from the very name itself you can tell that he is a geek.But not a boring geek mind you.He is one of a kind,a real show piece.So let me enlighten you on how the great mind works...
Well for starters,let me narrate an incident when we guys had a get-together at my friend Avy's house.A sci-fi movie was running on the tv.In comes the villain carrying a prototype futuristic weapon..He presses the gun's trigger and zap..the entire target vapourizes!!!All of us were watching the developments in awe,when all of a sudden mr techy exclaims :"Look at that!!!The gun has no recoil!!!".OK,dude! who cares if the gun doesnt have a recoil???That guy just took out an entire target in a zap!! Now this is just one of the many incidents where his big head has got in the way of being normal.
Deltronics happens to be a notorious sleeper.If he doesnt have an electronics gadget to play with,he can be found sleeping all over the place,be it in the classroom or even the packed college bus.Talking about college bus,this incident is worth mentioning...
One fine morning,the silence of college bus no 4 was disturbed by a deep and continous sound , THUMP! THUMP! THUMP!..
It sort of felt like the scene in jurassic park where the glass containing water shakes when the dinosaur comes in (exaggerated as usual).Everyone immediately started looking for the origin of the strange sound..After some frantic searching,the origin was pin pointed. Deltronics was fast asleep leaning on the window pane of the bus.The sound was from his head hitting the pane whenever the bus jerked(read always,considering the condition of our roads).And of course our champ was oblivious to everything that was happening around him. As for sleeping in the class,he has mastered the trick of sleeping with his eyes open to perfection.Infact to such precission that the staff consider him the most attentive boy in class!Bravo Delt...
Now another thing deltronics is famous for is his verbal joust with Sasi(name protected for privacy).Sasi has this habit of ringing up deltronics in the middle of the night just to give him a piece of his mind.He'd call delt all the juiciest bad words in malayalam,tamil,sanskrit etc...Our morose class hours are also made more lively by this duel.Its always fun to see delt holding sasi by the scruff and pouring out those beautiful poetry. Delt has developed an impressive vocabulary himself.Both of them are now planning to co-author a book on international bad words.
Oh!bye the way,did i tell you about his one-liners?Man! you just cant miss 'em.Deltronics delivers the most amazing one liners.Infact they are delivered with such innocence that i feel like a manipulative bastard for writing this.But lets have a look shall we?Now for gals from my class,please forgive the manner of presentation...
scene1:Foundry workshop
All of us were given a cylindrical iron work piece which we had to beat into an octagonal piece after making it red hot( I still remember the shoes which got holes in them after accidentally standing on a red hot piece).After hours of toil,we were comparing the fruit of our hardwork.Deltronics,as usual, in his high spirit took a peek at everyones work.After the entire workshop tour he came to us and asked enthusiastically : "Da nee avalude piece kando?"..Now for an average teenager from kerala,that comment has a lot of meanings...
Scene 2:Civil Engineering workshop
All the students in class were divided into groups for this workshop.We were being taught the different kinds of bonds used in building walls.This was done by arranging bricks using wet sand beds instead of cement.Now Deltronics being the man for the job,immediately took charge of his group.He barked out his orders to the girl member of his team .
Deltronics:Mello(name changed),aa bed virikku.
Of course he meant the sand bed you dirty mind!But some other not so angelic guys in the locality, celebrated that with bouts of laughter.
scene3:Avy's house
We guys were having tough time tryingto finish up the cans of red bull we bought.(Man! they suck)
Deltronics:Finish that red bull and give us satisfaction
satisfaction??Wow!did that sound X rated or what? From when did u become the g-lord?
Well that's deltronics for you-Sweet ,innocent , extremely helpful and always smiling(You should see that 100W smile he throws when someone hands over a laptop or some other electronic gadget to him).But unfortunately got stuck up with a gang of vultures who relishes twisting up his little statements..He is our daily dose of fun and edutainment
Well for starters,let me narrate an incident when we guys had a get-together at my friend Avy's house.A sci-fi movie was running on the tv.In comes the villain carrying a prototype futuristic weapon..He presses the gun's trigger and zap..the entire target vapourizes!!!All of us were watching the developments in awe,when all of a sudden mr techy exclaims :"Look at that!!!The gun has no recoil!!!".OK,dude! who cares if the gun doesnt have a recoil???That guy just took out an entire target in a zap!! Now this is just one of the many incidents where his big head has got in the way of being normal.
Deltronics happens to be a notorious sleeper.If he doesnt have an electronics gadget to play with,he can be found sleeping all over the place,be it in the classroom or even the packed college bus.Talking about college bus,this incident is worth mentioning...
One fine morning,the silence of college bus no 4 was disturbed by a deep and continous sound , THUMP! THUMP! THUMP!..
It sort of felt like the scene in jurassic park where the glass containing water shakes when the dinosaur comes in (exaggerated as usual).Everyone immediately started looking for the origin of the strange sound..After some frantic searching,the origin was pin pointed. Deltronics was fast asleep leaning on the window pane of the bus.The sound was from his head hitting the pane whenever the bus jerked(read always,considering the condition of our roads).And of course our champ was oblivious to everything that was happening around him. As for sleeping in the class,he has mastered the trick of sleeping with his eyes open to perfection.Infact to such precission that the staff consider him the most attentive boy in class!Bravo Delt...
Now another thing deltronics is famous for is his verbal joust with Sasi(name protected for privacy).Sasi has this habit of ringing up deltronics in the middle of the night just to give him a piece of his mind.He'd call delt all the juiciest bad words in malayalam,tamil,sanskrit etc...Our morose class hours are also made more lively by this duel.Its always fun to see delt holding sasi by the scruff and pouring out those beautiful poetry. Delt has developed an impressive vocabulary himself.Both of them are now planning to co-author a book on international bad words.
Oh!bye the way,did i tell you about his one-liners?Man! you just cant miss 'em.Deltronics delivers the most amazing one liners.Infact they are delivered with such innocence that i feel like a manipulative bastard for writing this.But lets have a look shall we?Now for gals from my class,please forgive the manner of presentation...
scene1:Foundry workshop
All of us were given a cylindrical iron work piece which we had to beat into an octagonal piece after making it red hot( I still remember the shoes which got holes in them after accidentally standing on a red hot piece).After hours of toil,we were comparing the fruit of our hardwork.Deltronics,as usual, in his high spirit took a peek at everyones work.After the entire workshop tour he came to us and asked enthusiastically : "Da nee avalude piece kando?"..Now for an average teenager from kerala,that comment has a lot of meanings...
Scene 2:Civil Engineering workshop
All the students in class were divided into groups for this workshop.We were being taught the different kinds of bonds used in building walls.This was done by arranging bricks using wet sand beds instead of cement.Now Deltronics being the man for the job,immediately took charge of his group.He barked out his orders to the girl member of his team .
Deltronics:Mello(name changed),aa bed virikku.
Of course he meant the sand bed you dirty mind!But some other not so angelic guys in the locality, celebrated that with bouts of laughter.
scene3:Avy's house
We guys were having tough time tryingto finish up the cans of red bull we bought.(Man! they suck)
Deltronics:Finish that red bull and give us satisfaction
satisfaction??Wow!did that sound X rated or what? From when did u become the g-lord?
Well that's deltronics for you-Sweet ,innocent , extremely helpful and always smiling(You should see that 100W smile he throws when someone hands over a laptop or some other electronic gadget to him).But unfortunately got stuck up with a gang of vultures who relishes twisting up his little statements..He is our daily dose of fun and edutainment
The Chinese Connection
Note:This post is not meant to be an insult.On the otherhand it is made purely to keep some memories alive..(ok ok.who am i kidding?This is a character assassination post.)
'Artificial Intelligence',the very term lights up pictures of robots walking around and doing lots of complex manoeuvres on their own as far as a normal person is concerned.But for a final year computer Science FISATian,the very term AI brings up visions of a small chinese looking face exhibiting a myriad of complex and funny looking expressions.Ladies and gentlemen,let me introduce you to our dynamic AI lecturer 'Chun Deli'(name has been protected as usual)..
Now Chun may be small,but his temper is not.But we have strong evidence to suspect that his haughtiness is just a scam to survive in our little jungle.The killer smile which he gives once in a blue moon gives it away.but neverthless its a mind blowing experience to sit through his classes.Lemme describe a typical Chun Deli class..
The Class Room:
The bell rings signalling the start of a new hour.Students are running around the class as usual making a huge ruckus.I can see dhanoop trying to arm wrestle Basu(ok slightly over exaggerated),Kanakuna and soman sitting in the back discussing their usual #$#@ stuff,Delton sleeping in the corner...Enter Chun.He slowly walks up to the lecturer's podium and props himself against the table.He stares aimlessly at the mayhem infront of him.Out comes his first words:Thante aduthokke iniyum paranju tharano mindathirikkaan?
Slowly he starts off with the class right after marking the attendance..He's just about to talk when some late comers burst into the room.OOPS!!Bad Luck guys!Chun's not happy.He reels of his usual question.
Chun Deli:Entha??
Group:No answer
Chun Deli:Evidaarunnu?
Group:Sir Officil poyatha.Superintendent vilichu(yeah right!)
Chun Deli:(After looking at them for a few seconds)..Get in.
And thus begins the class which is like a lullaby to most..
Chun Deli:Today lets start a new topic..That is 'MAANGATHOLI'.Entha ee maangatholi?
Class:Dead Silence
After looking around the class for what seems like minutes,he talks..
Chun Deli: Maanga enthannu ariyamo?
Class:The wise ass' in class nods.
Chun Deli:Tholi enthannariyamo?
Class:Again nods
Chun Deli:Ariyaam? Appo mangaatholi enthannariyille?
An innocent smile breaks across his face..Ha! such a bliss.
This is how a typical class goes on.Chun rambles on and on about something which vaguely registers to me as heuristics,DFS,some crap about pruning something etcetra etcetra etcetra....Then all of a ssudden out of nowhere comes a blinder..
Chun Deli: Edo Shazia! what is maangatholi?
Like the rest of the class,she is absolutely clueless ..and slightly angry(How dare he disturb her sleep??)
The rest of the bench is gradually asked the same question.The result is also the same..As usual..Finally he sighs..
Chun Deli:Ithrem neram njan paranju thannathalle? maanga entha tholi entha ennokke?Doubt undo ennu njan chodichathalle?[What? when? where?Sorry! was busy sleeping]
But inspite of all this,he is a very jolly person outside the class.He is also a very caring individual.I remember the time he noticed praveen sitting in the back bench looking very tired..So he simply asked the time tested over rated dialogue all teachers use :Enthado praveen? Raavile onnum kazhichille?Praveen nodded in the affirmative as if to say that was the reason he was looking tired.(And not because of last night's engagements).. Pat came the concerned reply :That's not Fair!!Raavile food kazhikkanam.
Ok! Till date none knows wht he meant by 'Not Fair',but we do know that he meant something well.
God Bless Mr.Chun Deli.And may devil spare me for writing all this about such a beautiful person
'Artificial Intelligence',the very term lights up pictures of robots walking around and doing lots of complex manoeuvres on their own as far as a normal person is concerned.But for a final year computer Science FISATian,the very term AI brings up visions of a small chinese looking face exhibiting a myriad of complex and funny looking expressions.Ladies and gentlemen,let me introduce you to our dynamic AI lecturer 'Chun Deli'(name has been protected as usual)..
Now Chun may be small,but his temper is not.But we have strong evidence to suspect that his haughtiness is just a scam to survive in our little jungle.The killer smile which he gives once in a blue moon gives it away.but neverthless its a mind blowing experience to sit through his classes.Lemme describe a typical Chun Deli class..
The Class Room:
The bell rings signalling the start of a new hour.Students are running around the class as usual making a huge ruckus.I can see dhanoop trying to arm wrestle Basu(ok slightly over exaggerated),Kanakuna and soman sitting in the back discussing their usual #$#@ stuff,Delton sleeping in the corner...Enter Chun.He slowly walks up to the lecturer's podium and props himself against the table.He stares aimlessly at the mayhem infront of him.Out comes his first words:Thante aduthokke iniyum paranju tharano mindathirikkaan?
Slowly he starts off with the class right after marking the attendance..He's just about to talk when some late comers burst into the room.OOPS!!Bad Luck guys!Chun's not happy.He reels of his usual question.
Chun Deli:Entha??
Group:No answer
Chun Deli:Evidaarunnu?
Group:Sir Officil poyatha.Superintendent vilichu(yeah right!)
Chun Deli:(After looking at them for a few seconds)..Get in.
And thus begins the class which is like a lullaby to most..
Chun Deli:Today lets start a new topic..That is 'MAANGATHOLI'.Entha ee maangatholi?
Class:Dead Silence
After looking around the class for what seems like minutes,he talks..
Chun Deli: Maanga enthannu ariyamo?
Class:The wise ass' in class nods.
Chun Deli:Tholi enthannariyamo?
Class:Again nods
Chun Deli:Ariyaam? Appo mangaatholi enthannariyille?
An innocent smile breaks across his face..Ha! such a bliss.
This is how a typical class goes on.Chun rambles on and on about something which vaguely registers to me as heuristics,DFS,some crap about pruning something etcetra etcetra etcetra....Then all of a ssudden out of nowhere comes a blinder..
Chun Deli: Edo Shazia! what is maangatholi?
Like the rest of the class,she is absolutely clueless ..and slightly angry(How dare he disturb her sleep??)
The rest of the bench is gradually asked the same question.The result is also the same..As usual..Finally he sighs..
Chun Deli:Ithrem neram njan paranju thannathalle? maanga entha tholi entha ennokke?Doubt undo ennu njan chodichathalle?[What? when? where?Sorry! was busy sleeping]
But inspite of all this,he is a very jolly person outside the class.He is also a very caring individual.I remember the time he noticed praveen sitting in the back bench looking very tired..So he simply asked the time tested over rated dialogue all teachers use :Enthado praveen? Raavile onnum kazhichille?Praveen nodded in the affirmative as if to say that was the reason he was looking tired.(And not because of last night's engagements).. Pat came the concerned reply :That's not Fair!!Raavile food kazhikkanam.
Ok! Till date none knows wht he meant by 'Not Fair',but we do know that he meant something well.
God Bless Mr.Chun Deli.And may devil spare me for writing all this about such a beautiful person
The 'mean' Machine!!
A Splendor bike,A bunch of keys,A mobile which is always busy and fish.These four magic words will register only one name in every FISATian's mind.The omnipresent caretaker of the college,The man of FISAT..For privacy's sake lets call him,Sasi.who can miss this guy? or rather who can dare to?Not even a twig moves in the college without his blessings.
A Little Background:
Sasi,a fish seller by profession, was given the job of the care taker of FISAT,when the college management bought some of his property for building the college.Sasi took up his job pretty darn seriously.As the college grew in stature so did he.His ascent to power was mercurial.Infact so mercurial that even the college principal wouldn't take a leak without his permission.Principals came and went,but Sasi was and is still 'THE MAN'
Reality Check:
The following are excerpts from the college which I personally had the honour to witness.
Scenario1:
The national conference being organized by our computer science department was about to flag off the next day.Our HOD desperately wanted a more elaborate seating arrangement.Inorder to preserve the hilarity of the situation, I will have to render it in malayalam...
HOD is running after Sasi,who is walking briskly with his inseperable mobile phone in one hand.
HOD:Sasi chetta ,oru kaaryam parayanundaayirunnu..
SASI:Umm enthe?
HOD:Naale conference thudanguvalle...korachoode kaserakal kittiyaal nannayirunnu..
SASI:Already njan kore kaserakal arrange cheythu thannarunnallo..sheri saaru oru request letter ezhuthi ingu thaa..
HOD:request lettero? Sasi chetta athokke veno?
SASI:Ellam athinte vazhikku nadakkunnathalle athinte oru sheri?ethu..?Oru letter ezhuthaan ithra adhikam time edukkuvo?
HOD:ennal pinne sheri ezhuthi tharaam
HOD turns around and sees me..Oru chammiya look..He walks off towards the staffroom muttering 'oro gathikedukal...'
Scenario 2:
Preparations for the second industrial visits were goin on.And we needed to make an emergency STD call to bangalore from college.As per norms,we approached our group advicer, Reema ma'am.Now ma'am is notoriously famous for her fear of anything and everything.She is even afraid to shout at the students :) good ol' ma'am.
So here we were, asking for permission to use the department phone..She thought a while and replied..Here is the exact reproduction of the reply:
Ma'am:Collegil aake principal sirinteyum Sasi sirinteyum phonil ninnum maathrame STD vilikkan pattuvollu..
Did I hear right??Did a lecturer and that too a group advicer just call the college caretaker 'sir'?? yes siree.She did..And hey!!wht did I just hear about Sasi being the only person other than the mighty principal who can make a STD call?
Scenario 3:
Overheard in our second year.The admission season had just started
Sasi:sho! ee parentsine kondu maduthu.Ellavarum enne vilichu makkalude admissionu vendi recommend cheyyavo ennu chodikkunnu.
Scenario 4:
How many of you people know that in a certain school in mookkannoor ,the kids believe that Sasi chettan is the principal of FISAT?
Stories about Sasi chettan are endless.Even though the college days are coming to an end,the image of Sasi chettan walking around with the mobile in his hand and his big mouth will still be part and parcel of our college memories. And who can forget the hero style entry he makes on that splendour of his,truly the real 'mean' machine(read malyalam for fish).Its always fun to be around characters like this.They infallibly gives us a reason to smile..
A Little Background:
Sasi,a fish seller by profession, was given the job of the care taker of FISAT,when the college management bought some of his property for building the college.Sasi took up his job pretty darn seriously.As the college grew in stature so did he.His ascent to power was mercurial.Infact so mercurial that even the college principal wouldn't take a leak without his permission.Principals came and went,but Sasi was and is still 'THE MAN'
Reality Check:
The following are excerpts from the college which I personally had the honour to witness.
Scenario1:
The national conference being organized by our computer science department was about to flag off the next day.Our HOD desperately wanted a more elaborate seating arrangement.Inorder to preserve the hilarity of the situation, I will have to render it in malayalam...
HOD is running after Sasi,who is walking briskly with his inseperable mobile phone in one hand.
HOD:Sasi chetta ,oru kaaryam parayanundaayirunnu..
SASI:Umm enthe?
HOD:Naale conference thudanguvalle...korachoode kaserakal kittiyaal nannayirunnu..
SASI:Already njan kore kaserakal arrange cheythu thannarunnallo..sheri saaru oru request letter ezhuthi ingu thaa..
HOD:request lettero? Sasi chetta athokke veno?
SASI:Ellam athinte vazhikku nadakkunnathalle athinte oru sheri?ethu..?Oru letter ezhuthaan ithra adhikam time edukkuvo?
HOD:ennal pinne sheri ezhuthi tharaam
HOD turns around and sees me..Oru chammiya look..He walks off towards the staffroom muttering 'oro gathikedukal...'
Scenario 2:
Preparations for the second industrial visits were goin on.And we needed to make an emergency STD call to bangalore from college.As per norms,we approached our group advicer, Reema ma'am.Now ma'am is notoriously famous for her fear of anything and everything.She is even afraid to shout at the students :) good ol' ma'am.
So here we were, asking for permission to use the department phone..She thought a while and replied..Here is the exact reproduction of the reply:
Ma'am:Collegil aake principal sirinteyum Sasi sirinteyum phonil ninnum maathrame STD vilikkan pattuvollu..
Did I hear right??Did a lecturer and that too a group advicer just call the college caretaker 'sir'?? yes siree.She did..And hey!!wht did I just hear about Sasi being the only person other than the mighty principal who can make a STD call?
Scenario 3:
Overheard in our second year.The admission season had just started
Sasi:sho! ee parentsine kondu maduthu.Ellavarum enne vilichu makkalude admissionu vendi recommend cheyyavo ennu chodikkunnu.
Scenario 4:
How many of you people know that in a certain school in mookkannoor ,the kids believe that Sasi chettan is the principal of FISAT?
Stories about Sasi chettan are endless.Even though the college days are coming to an end,the image of Sasi chettan walking around with the mobile in his hand and his big mouth will still be part and parcel of our college memories. And who can forget the hero style entry he makes on that splendour of his,truly the real 'mean' machine(read malyalam for fish).Its always fun to be around characters like this.They infallibly gives us a reason to smile..
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