Class Participation and ME

This phenomenon has really been a mistery to me ever since i came to IIIT. The lecturers seem to be aghast as well as amazed, scared as well as brazen all at the same time at me!!
The case in point is my amazing "performance" and "class participation" in our very first course in iiit i.e. Computer Programming, where i had to prove my total lack of any knowledge of anything even distantly related to programming (like DNA programming) again AND again because the professor was too shocked to believe that, anyone can be in such a bliss (most probably he never heard of the saying "Ignorance is bliss"). He has strived hard in life trying to "extract" information which he thinks is painfully obvious from his students with his ever so excruciating and ofcourse, legendary dialogue of "WHY?? YOU TELL ME" (you will have the desired effect if you add a false malayali accent to it). I really had to try my level best at being my dumbest best in his class to escape from coming to the dreaded keyboard and actually coding a program which gives as an output the actual ingredients of a panacea for all the dreadful, incurable diseases in the world like AIDS, CANCER, LACK OF ATTENTION in his classes, etc. that too the exact concentration of each ingredient with a precision of atleast 10^(-23) and then, there is always that question about hmmm EFFICIENCY!!
Also, our dean's classes where the prime objective of all his slides and movies (no, not those fun movies where there is a person X in love with person Y who is also in love with Z who happens to be the killer of X's third daughter ) was to prove to the class that how scary i was and how my attendence was so abysmal, which, he didnt fail to recapitulate in EVERY class of his ( there was actually a time when i actually believed in his theory of lack of attendence of mine and thought that he might be taking special classes in my absense at a secret time and classified location!) and also, that 5 lacs of sponsorship (which i was supposed to fetch) for our cultural event, was the butt of his curiosity and he actually demanded a daily report from me for being lagging behind the schedule.
There was also this German class where there were actually questions based on me as the "central" character, that too in the mid semester and also the end semester exams!! He made it a point about how i can marry more than one woman and i couldnt miss that twitch in his lips, sparkle in his eyes, and a hint of green on his cheek which hinted of jealousy.
I can go on and on like this for each and every prof and each and every memorable subjects i have taken in my illustrious stay in IIIT. But as i have mentioned it earlier, i really dont recall much of any classes other than the only good effect they had and that was to get me sufficient "rest" and to hone my "passing time" skills "by looking attentive" when i was done relaxing for the day in the class.
The whole inspiration for this blog was today's Building Science class where i was supposed to do the honor of answering all the questions posed by the prof and that too when i was in the middle of the climax of one of the most interesting stories in the "Ruskin Bond Omnibus" containing "great crime stories, true tales of mystery and adventure and great suspence stories" (here i cant help but add that i own this copy personally signed by Mr. Ruskin Bond himself and yes i have a digital image of this to prove... manipulation of this image is out of question for the simple reason that i am not so good at producing image editing marvels like these which i believe require quite some talent and way toooo much free time!)

Thesis: The Euthanasia of Friendship and attrition of happiness OR Human Miserability Life Cycle

[WARNING : Strictly for research purposes only. All the characters and events in this thesis -- even those based on real people -- are entirely fictional. All the statistics used in this thesis is very confidential and any duplication or distribution of the same will be punishable under the laws of sanity. Any questions regarding the logic and conclusions drawn in the following thesis will amount to blasphemy. The following thesis contains highly inflammable matter which sould not be read or referred to by anyone either living or dead.]

Attrition is the biggest truth of life... it is as true as birth or death. All the good things are not for ever. But they dont come to an end all of a sudden, on a specific place or time. But instead, they gradually deplete in strength in due course of time. This gradual process of wearing away is known as attrition.
Can we do anything about attrition? The logical answer is naturally NO! But we can try to reduce the ill effects or better still, shove it over to that proverbial "tomorrow" (which in academic and corporate culture never comes, and which has a completely opposite meaning in cosmetic industry who swear by the assumed fact that their product can actually stop time i.e. ageing and not only that but in fact cut a couple of years from your age).
So, coming back to the point. TIME can be the greatest boon or bane and nobody in this world or somewhere in the other galaxies not far away (which is not possible without questioning Einstein's Space-Time continuum, and since there is a common notion that Einstein was one of the greates scientific minds in the history of the world just justifies this assumption) from our own milky way can refute.
But time has a completely enigmatic effect on human relations, rather bordering on paranormal to be more precise. It effects the way person comprehends reality and of course other human beings; be it their friends or foes.
This attrition of friendship over time is what i am driving at (if you thought that there was too much melodrama and special effects or plain "build up" then you can just go to "you know where" and you can make "Love" to "you know what" because, after all it is MY Blog and i have a right to be over dramatic!).
So, you might be wondering what triggered this philosophical digression on my part. The case in point is the very recent event of chain mails concerning a friend who is far too close to a hmmm...... yes you guessed it right a girl, of course it might not be so obvious owing to the hype of same sex marriages and gay rights etc. which we will discuss at lenght some other time lest we wander off on a completely independent topic which requires quite a bit of tact and sophistication. Hence, the working hypothesis we make is that we ARE living in a conservative society and *boy* HAS to go after a *girl* for any sort of gratification which is deemed trivial or absurd in his esteemed and elite circle of his DUDE! circle.
And again assuming that you, as the reader of this sauve thesis ARE in fact a rational and mature person, you will not be entitled to any merit certification for guessing that the above stated disgression on the part of this guy going after gals can in fact create problems in the circle of his friends who all happen to boys by chance. This trait of having problems is highly increased when you consider the unhealthy ration of girls and boys in the class to a dismal 1:10, and also the competition for the mean survival instincts (as proposed by Darwin in his memoir "Origin Of Species") of furthering of our kind doesnt really contribute to an amiable solution to the above problem.
So, as any rational person (if you can recall, we very rightfully assumed in the above paragraph, because of your reading this sauve thesis and stuff like that...) , it might be clear to you that there are certain repercussion on his conduct with this girl and ofcourse, as any good love triangle (did i mention mundane Bollywood flick), we also have, in this thesis (to provide a twist to this thesis because it is no ordinary thesis... this is a thesis with a *twist* ) a nemesis of this "lover boy" to whom the girl in question scorned in the past. But as the saying goes, "Nothing is more dangerous than a woman scorned" we can draw a similar parallels to our male counterparts which will sound something like this "Nothing is more entertaining than a male scorned".
And hence, we were all treated for a battle of the titans but of course, being from the best institutes in india and also for the fact that we are of course true gentlemen, the battleground was ofcourse not the field or the playground as any normal, lesser mortals might have waged a war in. There was another problem to this scheme of fighting and dirtying the clothes in the ground (research shows that there is infact a great probability of soiling our clothes during a battle), i.e. gathering of a rowdy crowd to cheer the figheters would have been quite a pain in a** owing to the tight schedules and of course our FYP vivas.
So, they decided to come up with a revolutionary idea of fighting the war on a digital turf (ofcourse, there is no statistic to prove that this is infact a revolutionary idea but we can MAKE the statistics anytime). And according to the dictats of this new battle ground, it was unanimously decided by mutual consent of the fighting parties that spamming the mailboxes of all the fortunate people listed in the batch's mailing list. This battle too had it's share of critics who were of the opinion that the fighting parties are in fact making fools of themselves and could never resolve the actual issue (i.e. the issue of hmmm... let us skip this part).
Now, let us put the whole thing under perspective. Let us study the basic trait of people doing their engineering graduation, especially about the ones who do it in an environment engineered for "excellence".
When a group of people, coming from different backgrounds come together and live in what the faculty or the higher (dumber) management claims as *family*. First year passes in the joy of exploring the unknown which of ofcourse is very gratifying to all the parties and the whole friendship and stuff seems to be going like a song. In the second year, what was at one time considered as one group or a single entity, starts getting stale and eventually fragmented. Individuals form our own small groups or a group of groups and deals with gradual severation of ties from the other groups which doesnt seem to align with our own interest (this can be viewed as DOWNSIZING of our sphere of *actual* influence). There might be some logical explanation to all this stuff like communication problem, etc.. But on the way to the third year of engineering, we go for RE-ENGINEERING of our group or circle. The circles are further filtered based on the knowledge and experience of the past years. Gaps widen. Brevity becomes rampant in our communication with other groups.
Finally, in the fourth year, all the things seem to falling apart. The sub-groups which have already been formed turn into factions. Indifference sets in the air.
So, going by the human psyche, it is good to have a close group of friends who you can really rely upon. But things get out of hand when the different groups so formed come out at arms against each other. The battlefield might be a digital world of crap or the emails but the damage done cannot be refuted leave alone rectified.
Having spent so many years together, we definitely dont want to go to that "dangerous world" with our hearts filled with vendetta. The only way of having atleast perceived peaceful state of mind is by refraining from mudslinging and badmouthing others in the final stage of our student life. Memories of this perioud of time should bring joy to our hearts not the hatred and backlogs of biting off the heads of your figments of frustrated imagination, where you build an evil villain and adding to this you epitomise this *evil villain* by associating it with the person against whom you hold the grude.
And hence, a cry goes out into all corners of the world (and more specifially a small portion of land called iiit), the great Shaik Of Hyderabad has spoken, "Let there be light and happiness everywhere". Now it is your duty to be happy or miserably sad for the rest of your life. May the force be with you. May the evil bots be fragged.

What should i write...

Sorry for such delay in my second post... but as u all know, i have a problem starting (maybe it has something to do with my bike). Dont have any good ideas. You see i am not a *diary* writing person. So i will stick to writing the obvious/mundane (i guess that is the whole point of blogging)...
So, yesterday night, i squeezed out some time from an already hectic schedule to have some time to entertain myself.. or more importantly, to spend some quality time with myself :). So, as any *Average Joe*, i decided to do the obvious, watch a movie.
As u all know, we have a database of many worthless movies on our lan (in our world renowned IIIT-H), which requires atleast a day to search for a watchable movie unless you are not averse to the idea of getting a seizure. But thankfully, we are experts in beating the system. So we have our very own, movie review system (which is vocal in nature and you will have to know which person to ask and also requires some tact and basic understanding of body language and human psychology), i decided to watch "MY SASSY GIRL".
And God, it was GREAT. Really glad to see something good which can appeal universally coming from the Korean film industry. Naturally it had just everything required for a movie to be great... good story, nice characterization, nice acting and ofcourse sphisticated comedy!! I rate it 10/10.

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Hope this is not too late to join the bandwagon. You see, our batchmates have created the blog http://gdit2k1.blogspot.com which makes my joining imminent ;).