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I will remember this saarang as the one in which sonu niigaam made a man dance after a long gap of 7 years.
Paintball was simply awesome, but when you have people who are capable of hitting three head shots out of four member opponents ( :D ) in all the games, you don't stand a chance of becoming a hero.
As usual saarang was totally colorful. Hats off to the design and ambience guys- the pixel painting , paint buckets, smiley decorations, teaser video, ambience at oat etc were really nice.
Grub stalls were really cruel...this time they made me spent almost double the amount of last year.
Finally, talking about Opeth , I m feeling lucky that I didn't take the tickets for that show. These are some status messages which I saw the day after the show in my gmail list :
"An Opeth concert is worse than dope. It gets you so fuckin high"
Grub stalls were really cruel...this time they made me spent almost double the amount of last year.
Finally, talking about Opeth , I m feeling lucky that I didn't take the tickets for that show. These are some status messages which I saw the day after the show in my gmail list :
"An Opeth concert is worse than dope. It gets you so fuckin high"
"An Opeth concert is the best place to sleep , if you dont mind bass thumbing on your chest"
"Opeth sucketh and me sleepeth in OAT"
"Opeth sucketh and me sleepeth in OAT"
The theme for this thing was made after I completed painting. According to jils (the painted) " the red part is the heaven (usually red is hell), the white part is the earth, heaven on the earth is saarang (saarang logo), bottom part is the hell,the experiment with the colors around the nose denotes the diversity. our ultimate goal is depicted in various parts of forehead."
Today we had only one slot in the morning. After that pmt class I had to go to acads section for the add/drop stuff. I was told to meet the dean acads. This was the last thing to do in my case.
"be prepared...he is a pain"-told a much experienced senior. Santha kumar !!! oh it is true - never guess a person by his name.
I stepped inside the lift along with an old bald guy, pressed 4 th level. I was tensed . I had done my homework, how to speak ( esp "never mention things like 'my senior told....' 'grades'.... 'attendance' ....etc"). I looked at the mirror and did some gestures with my face and made myself prepared for the final clash. The bald guy was noticing me, with a small smile on his face. After reaching the academic section, he turned right and went into the dean's room. 'Cool....he is the dean, he doesn't look like an arrogant person'- I thought. Anyway I went to meet Jayashri madam to get the letter to meet the dean. There was no one in that floor except for a peon and some two or three staffs in the dean's office. "She ll be late"-staff. Many things were going through my mind when I entered the lift for the second time ....today is the last day for dropping...........I must meet the dean............he -----BLANK----All I could see was darkness. Oh my God....I tried banging on the door. I took the cell...range didn't matter because I didn't have any balance to make a call( as always)Thanks to the developers of Nokia1100 , the small torchlight was a great relief. I decided to wait, tried to figure out how high was the location of the lift , may be between 3rd and 2nd floor...Our emotions can play tug-of-war with our psyches under such circumstances. I tried my maximum to stay calm, still I continued banging. Thank God after some time the power came back. The lift went down some more and opened at level 2. I literally jumped out of the lift, and took the staircase.
this will be my first cartoon on the blog....
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