Welcome to a long and not so interesting post on the proceedings of ITB class.
Ashwin Jerath: Looking at lappy and giving a wry smile. Time and again looks up at prof with a startled look as if he is listening.
santy.newcastle: Looking at lappy. Most likely reading football news.
Swan: On phone. messaging.
Navin goyal: Oblivious to the whole class, drowned in the ITB.
Varsha: Looking at the the screen once in a while. Other times looks at others, rubs her eyes. ok, now she is looking at the prof with a "what an idiot" look.
Siddhart mehta: folded hands. front bench. no option but to look at the prof. But definitely not listenting to the class.
rika bothra: again front bench. Not listening to the class. On lappy. typing frantically.
Nishant: Keeps glancing at screen and prof alternatively. Looks a bit lost. Can't be sure if he is listening.
Abhay Singh: Folded hands again!! lappy in lap. looks at the board and types. I am sure he is not taking notes.
Joy Mukherjee: "Gaaaawwwwwwwddd!!! why am I being subjected to this torture"
Vanik Malhotra: " I dont give a damn to what this guy says" On lappy
Ausmita kaviraj: Has a smirk on her face. On lappy. Is doing a good job of pretending that she is attentive to the class.
Thato: Lost in her own world. Doesnt give a damn to the fact that prof is talking to simar who is sitting next to her.
Simarjit singh suri: Nodding his head. I am sure he is thinking what to next. Defnitely not bothered with what prof is teaching now.
Rajit Kaushik: Looking into simar's laptop.
Prof catches simar giving a big smile. Even the prof is sure he is not doing anything related to class.
Sud and nupur: I have a feeling they are watching a movie on Sud's lappy. Not sure though, coz sud keeps typing in between.
Vidyavati Gore: Is almost asleep.
Amol Mishra: What a coincidence, he is asking a doubt. Good timing. I cant see hiim clearly from here, but for all I know he is listening to this.
Anirban: Has that "I kill you" look on his face. Engrossed with his lappy.
Rahul Mishra: Dude!! this is a surprise!! I expected him to listen to the class. He is also engrossed on his lappy. Taking advantage of his last lane position. Leant back. Chilling.
Mayank Garg: Man with the most number of doubts. Has a look of "this is my subject on his face"
Ekta kadiyan: Taking advantage of the last lane again. Leant back. On lappy.
Man Zhang: On lappy.
Rohan Thapar: Has that busy look on his face. For all i know he is chatting.
Santosh sakaria: Definitely listening to the class.
Anirudh Kolle: Listening to class. I have a feeling he is looking for points to raise doubts on.
Ekansh Garg: Lost in laptop.
Sidharth Joshi: where is he?? Oh!! sleeping behind his lappy.
Ramit Behl: Lost in iphone.
Shubhranshu Sharma: Has his lappy open. Looking at the slides. Verdict: Dreaming
Ngoc: Looks like she is listening to class. Damn!! how can she sitting next to me!!!
Saurabh: Reading what I am writing.
Dhanraj: Thoughtful. Contemplating if what is being taught is worth listening.
Prof is playing a video...sleep time for 90% of the class.
Will wait for the video to complete...
Sai: Looking at others. Lost.
Sharekh: chatting.
Sanjay: Sitting in the first bench. Has a no option but to look at the prof. Definitely not listening again.
Verdict: 95% of the class is not bothered with whats happening in the class.
3% of the class pretends to liste but does not.
2% is litening. Thank you class participation.
Signing off as Simar starts off one of his long lectures....
Shruti, Ajmal, Vidya menon, Jun, Arpan and Sweta enter the class. I am sure they will just add to the 95%.
Monday, March 15, 2010
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Dirty Dancing
Mood: Energetic
Affected people: Students of november and april '09 batches at DXB at S P Jain Center of Management
How many: Approximately 180
Reason: SPectra 2010
The very reason why student life rocks - college festivals. SPJCM decided to conduct its first ever managerial and cultural event in Dubai. Lots of excitement with respect to inviting colleges, meeting sponsors, inviting cheif guests, planning the programs etc.
Amidst all this excitement, Masti-Mallu enters the room and talks to the Patrick Swayze of SPJ, Smarty. Both of them nod heads and part. Later in the night, Smarty calls me and cutie and tells that we are doing a small jig for SPectra. Its been a while since any of us has given any stage performance and we get all excited with the idea.
And the drama begins....
We go to nerdy's room to practice our first jig. As I enter, I see Smarty sitting on the bed and doing some complicated shoulder movements. I so badly want to back out!!! But looking at Smarty's determination, I decide to give it a try. Cutie, me and masti-mallu take our positions next to Smarty and try to follow him as Ranbir Kapoor dances away to glory on Youtube. As age and cigarette limit our stamina, we wind up the practice session in 20 minutes.
Next day, when we are all set to practice, we realise we have company. Beda, kol-gal, angrezi-mem and shuttler are there to cheer, correct and improvise. Beda gets his laptop (by and far the best music system we have) and starts playing the jazzy punjabi number. Smarty puts his brain to work and comes up with two sets of hip-breaking dance steps. In the excitement I bang my leg into the bed, masti-mallu fisted cutie but none of us get the steps right, forget coordination. As we struggle to remember the steps for this song, Smarty gets working on another song and asks us to practice. In the cramped rooms of the hostel, I, cutie and masti-mallu try to dance as energetically as possible. We stand in decreasing levels of energy - masti-mallu whose energy only Michael Jordan can beat, Cutie with the right energy to please people and I with just enough energy to keep people away from death out of boredom. As we struggle with direction, memory and pace, Smarty walks in and tells us to practice different steps for the next dance. Cutie and Masti-mallu quickly decide on what they want to do. And I say "I need time to decide this". Smarty walks back in and tells that this is the last song in the sequence and promised that it will squeeze the energy out of us (why is he hell bent on killing me :( ). Just when our legs are tired and bodies have given up, Smarty comes back and blows the death whistle "Two last sessions and we are off". I could see Cutie reciprocate my sentiments.
Next day, we decide to practice on the stage to mark our positions. And damn, the transition from cramped space in hostel to the big bad stage was terrible. The steps which were to be done with ease and style had to be done in a hurry to cover the space. Smarty and masti-mallu go to attend the class while Cutie decides to give me tutorials on the energy-sucking song. He asks me "Did you decide your step?". I say "I need time to decide this". We practice the whole time with shuttler playing the DJ for us. After an hour, age and cigarettes show their affects and I give up. I managed to convince(underline) people that I remember all the steps. Meanwhile, Beda and shuttler take the roles of music editors for us and kol-gal and angrezi mem go around arranging for our props (dupattas and ribbons - colorful and feminine). As we were all set to leave, comes in Mr. "tadam tadam" and we do one final performance before him. Thankfully he notices Smarty dancing in the front and overwhelms us with praise. Wow learning - "Showcase your strenghts and hide your weakness." As we were about to leave, Smarty asks me, "Are you ready with your step?" I say, "I need time to decide this".
On the D-day, we dress up in smart shirts and dazzling ties, a bit of talcum powder on our faces courtesy kol-gal and walk onto the stage, all nervous. And.....
Affected people: Students of november and april '09 batches at DXB at S P Jain Center of Management
How many: Approximately 180
Reason: SPectra 2010
The very reason why student life rocks - college festivals. SPJCM decided to conduct its first ever managerial and cultural event in Dubai. Lots of excitement with respect to inviting colleges, meeting sponsors, inviting cheif guests, planning the programs etc.
Amidst all this excitement, Masti-Mallu enters the room and talks to the Patrick Swayze of SPJ, Smarty. Both of them nod heads and part. Later in the night, Smarty calls me and cutie and tells that we are doing a small jig for SPectra. Its been a while since any of us has given any stage performance and we get all excited with the idea.
And the drama begins....
We go to nerdy's room to practice our first jig. As I enter, I see Smarty sitting on the bed and doing some complicated shoulder movements. I so badly want to back out!!! But looking at Smarty's determination, I decide to give it a try. Cutie, me and masti-mallu take our positions next to Smarty and try to follow him as Ranbir Kapoor dances away to glory on Youtube. As age and cigarette limit our stamina, we wind up the practice session in 20 minutes.
Next day, when we are all set to practice, we realise we have company. Beda, kol-gal, angrezi-mem and shuttler are there to cheer, correct and improvise. Beda gets his laptop (by and far the best music system we have) and starts playing the jazzy punjabi number. Smarty puts his brain to work and comes up with two sets of hip-breaking dance steps. In the excitement I bang my leg into the bed, masti-mallu fisted cutie but none of us get the steps right, forget coordination. As we struggle to remember the steps for this song, Smarty gets working on another song and asks us to practice. In the cramped rooms of the hostel, I, cutie and masti-mallu try to dance as energetically as possible. We stand in decreasing levels of energy - masti-mallu whose energy only Michael Jordan can beat, Cutie with the right energy to please people and I with just enough energy to keep people away from death out of boredom. As we struggle with direction, memory and pace, Smarty walks in and tells us to practice different steps for the next dance. Cutie and Masti-mallu quickly decide on what they want to do. And I say "I need time to decide this". Smarty walks back in and tells that this is the last song in the sequence and promised that it will squeeze the energy out of us (why is he hell bent on killing me :( ). Just when our legs are tired and bodies have given up, Smarty comes back and blows the death whistle "Two last sessions and we are off". I could see Cutie reciprocate my sentiments.
Next day, we decide to practice on the stage to mark our positions. And damn, the transition from cramped space in hostel to the big bad stage was terrible. The steps which were to be done with ease and style had to be done in a hurry to cover the space. Smarty and masti-mallu go to attend the class while Cutie decides to give me tutorials on the energy-sucking song. He asks me "Did you decide your step?". I say "I need time to decide this". We practice the whole time with shuttler playing the DJ for us. After an hour, age and cigarettes show their affects and I give up. I managed to convince(underline) people that I remember all the steps. Meanwhile, Beda and shuttler take the roles of music editors for us and kol-gal and angrezi mem go around arranging for our props (dupattas and ribbons - colorful and feminine). As we were all set to leave, comes in Mr. "tadam tadam" and we do one final performance before him. Thankfully he notices Smarty dancing in the front and overwhelms us with praise. Wow learning - "Showcase your strenghts and hide your weakness." As we were about to leave, Smarty asks me, "Are you ready with your step?" I say, "I need time to decide this".
On the D-day, we dress up in smart shirts and dazzling ties, a bit of talcum powder on our faces courtesy kol-gal and walk onto the stage, all nervous. And.....
Priceless things to notice in the video:
1) The worm and wave by Ashish Mehta during the song "Bachna ae haseeno"
2) Energy of Aditya Bansal in the song "Ishq"
3) Expressions of Abhilash Menon in the song "Dekha jo tujhe yaar"
4) Number of times Suryanarayana Gabbita glances at others and corrects himself
Saturday, January 2, 2010
The Rush hour.
6:00 A.M.
Professor Zandi (take the name with respect people, one of the best professors I came across till date) is explaining a complicated pricing strategy. I know I was sleeping in the class but just could not force myself to open my eyes. While I was busy trying to wake up, there is this wailing police siren which tears my ear drums apart. Scared by it I open my eyes and see nothing but darkness around. For a second I forget about the crazy noise which woke me up and try to figure out the place where I am. As my eyes adjust to the darkness around me, I hear the voice of Smarty, " Hey Rotlu, switch off Pehlwan's alarm yaar". Oh ya!!! I am still in my cozy hostel room, tucked under my comforter. As the realisation of the truth that I was not sleeping in the class sinks in, I am startled out of my comfort by the police siren. I jump out of my bed and run to pehlwan's bed to switch his alarm. After grappling with his mobile for a minute or two, I finally manage to switch off the alarm.
8 A.M.
Professor Barnes was explaining how Ansoff's matrix is better than BCG matrix. And this time Billie Joe Armstrong starts singing in the class " On a holiday"....This time round I am not lost as I realise this is my alarm crying to wake me up. I wake up and walk towards the washroom to start one of those hectic days. As I walk towards the washroom, Smarty (still in deep sleep)asks me to check if Shuttler is done with the washroom. I peep into shuttler's room and confirm he is not. As I complete dumping and walk out, Shuttler comes out all dressed and fresh. We wish each other and he goes to his laptop to check the plight of stock markets back in India. As I pick my towel to go back to washroom, Beda shouts from inside, "Smarty, go complete your work quickly man". To which Smarty promptly retorts, "Hey Beda, its your turn to go first today". By the way they are still in their bed. Done with my shower I walk up to Pehlwan's bed to wake him up. Pehlwan needs two or three strong kicks and a reminder of time to wake up with a start. He wakes up, looks at me with an expression somewhere between anger and surprise and asks, "Dumbo, why did you not wake me up earlier?" I explain to him that there is enough time still and he can get ready. Meanwhile Beda gets up from his bed cursing Smarty for his laziness. Amidst all the good morning greetings, Cutie walks into the room to check if he has any company in late risers. Satisfied that there are enough people like him he goes back to get ready. After cutie leaves, comes Jumbo. He walks straight to Pehlwan's bed and picks his sutta, lights it and walks out.
8:45 A.M.
Everybody ready. Oh no, not yet!! Smarty narrows his eyes and checks himself out in the mirror. Hmmm, not enough gel on the hair, puts some more and is satisfied with it now. Pehlwan is trying to find out where is socks are. Beda has just about managed to get ready. But where is shuttler? Oh ya, he left five minutes back with Panic and Nerdy to catch the bus to college.
8:50 A.M
Everybody comes out of the room with a smile of accomplishment on their faces. Cutie also comes out of his room all dressed. We realise we are late and dash towards the staircase to catch the last bus to college. Though frantically we run to parking lot downstairs, the bus has already left. Feeling energised by the jog from second floor to parking lot all of us walk to the backside of hostel to catch a taxi.
Professor Zandi (take the name with respect people, one of the best professors I came across till date) is explaining a complicated pricing strategy. I know I was sleeping in the class but just could not force myself to open my eyes. While I was busy trying to wake up, there is this wailing police siren which tears my ear drums apart. Scared by it I open my eyes and see nothing but darkness around. For a second I forget about the crazy noise which woke me up and try to figure out the place where I am. As my eyes adjust to the darkness around me, I hear the voice of Smarty, " Hey Rotlu, switch off Pehlwan's alarm yaar". Oh ya!!! I am still in my cozy hostel room, tucked under my comforter. As the realisation of the truth that I was not sleeping in the class sinks in, I am startled out of my comfort by the police siren. I jump out of my bed and run to pehlwan's bed to switch his alarm. After grappling with his mobile for a minute or two, I finally manage to switch off the alarm.
8 A.M.
Professor Barnes was explaining how Ansoff's matrix is better than BCG matrix. And this time Billie Joe Armstrong starts singing in the class " On a holiday"....This time round I am not lost as I realise this is my alarm crying to wake me up. I wake up and walk towards the washroom to start one of those hectic days. As I walk towards the washroom, Smarty (still in deep sleep)asks me to check if Shuttler is done with the washroom. I peep into shuttler's room and confirm he is not. As I complete dumping and walk out, Shuttler comes out all dressed and fresh. We wish each other and he goes to his laptop to check the plight of stock markets back in India. As I pick my towel to go back to washroom, Beda shouts from inside, "Smarty, go complete your work quickly man". To which Smarty promptly retorts, "Hey Beda, its your turn to go first today". By the way they are still in their bed. Done with my shower I walk up to Pehlwan's bed to wake him up. Pehlwan needs two or three strong kicks and a reminder of time to wake up with a start. He wakes up, looks at me with an expression somewhere between anger and surprise and asks, "Dumbo, why did you not wake me up earlier?" I explain to him that there is enough time still and he can get ready. Meanwhile Beda gets up from his bed cursing Smarty for his laziness. Amidst all the good morning greetings, Cutie walks into the room to check if he has any company in late risers. Satisfied that there are enough people like him he goes back to get ready. After cutie leaves, comes Jumbo. He walks straight to Pehlwan's bed and picks his sutta, lights it and walks out.
8:45 A.M.
Everybody ready. Oh no, not yet!! Smarty narrows his eyes and checks himself out in the mirror. Hmmm, not enough gel on the hair, puts some more and is satisfied with it now. Pehlwan is trying to find out where is socks are. Beda has just about managed to get ready. But where is shuttler? Oh ya, he left five minutes back with Panic and Nerdy to catch the bus to college.
8:50 A.M
Everybody comes out of the room with a smile of accomplishment on their faces. Cutie also comes out of his room all dressed. We realise we are late and dash towards the staircase to catch the last bus to college. Though frantically we run to parking lot downstairs, the bus has already left. Feeling energised by the jog from second floor to parking lot all of us walk to the backside of hostel to catch a taxi.
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