Passionophoria

                             Episode 1   “oh…finally…its over” my dad exclaimed. I looked at his watch “ ooph …!!my goodness its 2p.m.”I added. chairs began to move & so did the restless gathering. It was the first day in the college & it was a (boring) welcome function to the  freshers. Jovial,funfilled and packed with mindblowing cultural acts ,it was exactly what the function wasn’t. It was a very dismal function with a series of boring speeches by princi, lecturers and some minister with an important portfolio, guess he was education minister (well one cant expect an excise minister in a academic function ,right?)..Few 2 nd year students showed that they were no less talented in delivering boring words by sharing their one year of experience in the college . “everyone is requested to please have  lunch before u leave” some girl announced & I gave a wide grin to my dad. he didn’t bother to react . I swore that I’ll take revenge for this sooner or later.

Friends ,!!!  This is not an essay on my days in residential school. And no! this is not a story on my school days. and no it doesn't hold any memorable incidents. This is just a thumbnail depiction of what exactly could be seen in my school when i was in , there!! A reflection on the daily routine.!! Its not necessary i guess , to mention that i studied in a residential school. Jawahar navodaya vidyalaya , madikeri to be precise is the school where i did my schooling from class 6th to 12th. Well that  i can see you yawning at this kind of introduction , let me straight away shoot things out. Hope you will like it.  morning PET..!! morning 5.25 :  PEEEMP...!!! whistle blows. morning P.T. !!! god..!! The cruelest  thing to happen to any student who is floating  in his or her beautiful dream. The P.T. leader along with school leader had to blow whistle to wake people up for morning P.E.T. Its now that people should get up from their bed , give a brush to their teeth and then c

SHIVANAND MY FREN..    i edited his photo with that of priety zinta and made him look in a bridal get up. And this wasn't done using PHOTOSHOP, but was done using MS-PAINT.  DEEPAK AND BHARATH: here again they are my frens , and with the same old MS PAINT i did it..

                                 A DAY THAT WENT LIKE THIS "My calci is missing" said Sakshi silently. It was 3 rd sem ISE classroom. Gals around her made their faces. "Oh my goodness...!!!u were as if , u are diagnosed with cancer or tumor,!!" said priya and gave a thundering laugh . She looked around the whole class. A momentary silence loomed in the class. everyone started giving blank looks at her. None had joined her in her wild laughter. Now the whole class exploded in laughter. They were laughing at her and not on her joke. She looked embarrassed. She decided to make up for embarrassment and came up with one more dismal effort.   “God forbid …u didn’t consume poison na , did u..???” Once again she exploded in laughter. Result however remained the same. Now she grew wise and hid her face in the desk and swore not to try the same in future. “I said my calci is missing and u guys are making fun of me,…!!!! Screw you ********   …..”   Sakshi burst out. Whole