Wednesday, February 20, 2008

Normal service is resumed.

One of my New Years' resolutions (Yeah, I kinda believe in them but there's been enough hullabaloo on this earlier so I wouldn't clarify my stand. Rather, it would become pretty clear soon...) at the start of 2006 was to maintain a diary. That, I felt, would help me improve my vocabulary and make my brain a lil' less cluttered. But of course, this lazy fatso would have to pick his fat butt off that couch every night and fill up an unforgiving page of that book and that, seemingly, was too much of an ask. So, after 4 months (which included 2 months' pages filled up in two nights with some of the biggest alphabets I've ever written), I finally gave up on that.

That was just another of those resolutions I had solemnly pledged to stick to every year and had, thanks to my blissful slothfulness, again broken. This year, too, started off with a few resolutions but experience has made me a little smarter. I haven't yet given up on the idea of resolutions but have instead tried making them more practical for my indolent self.

But why am I talking resolutions more than 50 days after the start of the year?
Well, it turns out that this very page you've wandered onto was one of my resolutions for 2008. But, in accordance with my new-found wisdom, I resolved NOT to maintain a regularly-updated, critically-acclaimed and box-office-hit blog BUT just to start a blog; nothing to boast about. This explains (unasked for) the long hiatus.

Anyways, it's been quite a week gone by and quite a week to come and as always, the week after TS (test-series for the uninitiated) always gives one much to type about (if you have the time and patience for, of course, which I happen to have as I've been kicked out of a tutorial for arriving 123 seconds late). To continue on a cliched note, Mera TS kaafi theek-theek raha, un ghissuon se behtar thodi hoga? ("My TS went pretty well; obviously not better than those Ghissus"), which brings us to the oh-so-used word down here - Ghissu.

Sandwiched between Foci and Haddu in the insti lingo dictionary, Ghissu, although a frequently used word, occupies a very lowly place on the list for the most used words in our hostel (the only non-profane word above it being Chapo, which literally translates into a treat). It is a word used for those highly-hated (at most times except for when exams attack, when their fisrt-bench-compiled "super"notes come in handy) people (I deliberately avoid the use of "humans" or "Earthlings" since many of them are considered to be from other planets) who spend (a la ostriches) most of their time buried in course books (inviting the ire of most, exceptions being people of their ilk). They have a minimal social life(which extends from going to the mess for the essentials to attending classes, which they NEVER miss, and calls of nature) and are in total contrast to those who're only guests in their own rooms!

This word's usage attains a seasonal high in the days before and after TS. And as that is now, I have to be very liberal in my usage of the word because of people complaining about the word losing its novelty (we've been here over 6 months now) and thereby not being such a foci word to use after all! And also, with my TS having passed by theek-theek, I'm being barraged by the unflinching use of the word and it's difficult to pass through any social gathering without having to scratch the word out of your ears.

It brings about a self-introspection in me.

Am I a Ghissu? Nah, can't be. That's for losers with nothing better to do. But wait. have I got anything better to do? The blog where I never post? The tennis courts, on whose beautiful synthetic surface I set my feet upon once in 3 months? The magazine, for which I never submit quality stuff, and crib about too less people attending the meetings? Those long gossip sessions which usually start and end nowhere? The pursuit for attaining Sudoku nirvana? Oh, no. I AM a Ghissu, right?

Answer- NO.

Proof?





Fragster killed kik a** (Sorry for this, Kart. But I LOVED IT!!!) with a head-shot from m4a1.

Did I say there was this tech-fest called Cognizance coming up? An event called Chaos...



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