Waaaaa!

(Noun) Whine- A complaint uttered in a plaintive way.

(Verb) Whine- To complain or protest in a childish manner or about trivial things 

Life without whining is slightly less fun than it would be otherwise. Even when there is nothing particular to whine about, some good natured cribbing always helps any situation and adds some spice to it. Life is good when you can whine without thinking twice. And.... you know someone is close when you can whine and crib without any qualms whatsoever. After all, it's not like you're yelling at them, or scolding them for your problems. You just need a ear, as someone very aptly put it once. You're just letting off some steam and exhibiting human nature- Will make self heard, even though it's really not required.

So... when you have to veeery carefully filter your thoughts and words so that not even a morsel of whining slips out to those who were once and are still supposed to be your ear/shoulder/head/knee, you know life's being a bitch.

You know your day’s going to go well...

..... when some of the first things you see in the morning are:

A pigeon struggling to keep its balance on a wire that’s being crazily buffeted by the wind and then falling off spectacularly while managing a couple of somersaults in the air before resignedly flying away. And...

A camel running behind a cart and picking up a spare used tyre lying on it with its teeth and chomping away, then making sure to drop it back on the cart after it’s tired of it, actually running after the cart to make sure it lands there.

:D

Advance Nostalgia

The projects, moots, assignments, tests and the other hellish work we have here always has me tearing my hair out quite often. But it's certain incidents that make it all worthwhile... which I will miss like hell when I leave this place.

The entire student body of the college coming together. Standing outside the office of the Vice Chancellor and protesting, insisting that the Dean of Law be thrown out. Having a joint meeting with him in which we royally bitch about the Dean. Propaganda. Writing 250 applications demanding the same thing. Group encouragement. Rallying.

Sitting on green grass under the cloudy sky in twilight and writing dialogues for a skit on very very short notice. People acting out all possible roles, causing others to double up laughing. Seeing a pretty petite female Gabbar and a bigger male Kaalia. Learning I must have a mustache and big sidelocks drawn on me today (My last name is Ramesh . My role is Ramesh babu from Om Shanti Om. Go figure.) Gathering people you don’t often talk to and rehearsing , while still having a blast. Planning wacky costumes. Convincing a girl to participate by telling her that Angelina Jolie unfortunately wasn’t available and she would hence have to save the day by filling in.

Making rice and calling all the girls in the hostel to get their respective powders, pastes and sauces and hogging, making a mess and cleaning up together. Having what we call a podi party (powder party).

Beginning guitar classes from a friend. Discovering you’re a really fast learner. Jamming with the regulars and getting happy that you’re actually producing anti cacophony.

Sitting on the ground outside the mess in everyone’s way and playing cards in a large group, creating a huge racket, of course. Bluff, Rummy, Blackjack never seemed like so much fun.

Playing hopscotch for hours outside the hostel with the lines drawn with Laxmanrekha (cockroach medicine). Amusing several senior students and a warden or two. Having the campus electrician standing there as referee/umpire/cheerleader.

Buying outrageous birthday gifts for friends. A bowl of fishes for one girl. Lingerie for another girl. Lingerie for one guy. A bottle of vodka for another guy. Throwing surprise birthday parties for someone who got so happy with the surprise that he declared all food and drink to be on the house and ended up shelling out 8 grand while remaining overjoyed.

Wading in knee high water and walking kilometers in incessant pouring rain. Being shocked because, after all, it’s Jodhpur! Getting soaked and filthy that day and enjoying every bit of it. Deciding to waste that whole day and going eating, shopping, for a movie and just roaming around because we refused to go back to college.

Singing LOUDLY in a group in each and every auto journey.

Teasing new couples and old and watching them blush.

Little things and massive things. So many that I can’t even remember half to mention.

I love college.

(The non academic part :S)