Fan Mail 1

In case you do not know Barney, you will not relate to this entry....trust me.

Dear Barney,
I must mention that this is one of the greatest pieces of literature ever prepared on earth. The depth and insight it offers to a naïve individual about subtle nuances of life is phenomenal. I must also mention here that your apartment is the epitome of technology and encompasses 30% of the desires of men. The rest 70% being women, booze and more women and more booze. I am mesmerized by your profound style and impeccable way of living. I have a question in mind. Please guide me as to why guys start talking in strange vocabulary after they get into relationships.

Regards,
Rohan Kapoor


Dear Rohan,
What you have mentioned above is beyond doubt true. The problem that you have put up is called “Acute RelatioLamosis”, a problem widely prevalent yet underestimated.Recently connected data by Ministry of Dudes has put the figure at an alarming 73% of male population of the world. It starts when a guy starts talking excessively to a girl and refuses to fulfill his duty which is to equally divide his time between several girls. You see, when a guy talks to multiple gals, he fails to pick up any girlish slang. Even if he does, they cancel each other out as different girls have different names for same things and men are bad at remembering names. On the contrary, a man in a relationship is showered with “jaanu” meaning “life”, “jaan” meaning “ life” but in a less girly way, “ neenu aayi hai” meaning “I am feeling sleepy”, “aap neenu kar lo” meaning “you go to sleep” and in some extreme cases “aap neenu kar lo jaanu” (its meaning can be deciphered), so on and so forth uptil infinity or break-up, whichever is earlier. His neuro-psychological system is then stressed with persistent stimuli of the third kind resulting in weird responses, over-excitement, unnecessary jumping and even permanent impairment of the speech. Sadly Rohan, a cure for this disease has not been found yet. Break-up offers temporary relief but it has been observed that the infection strikes again before the body has enough time to recuperate.

Regards,

Barney

PEC......Things

I am nostalgic. I really am. I vividly remember mocking my then 4th year seniors as they cried and howled as they hugged each other bading gudbye. The feeling was similar at the end of second year barring the fact that i was attached to some of them too and felt saddened by their departure.Third year ended and some of my closest buddies heralded a new era in their life. And finally its me!
From a surprised first yearite who almost mocked the wet eyed seniors to a wet eyed senior myself, its been a long journey.
But its not about me, is it?
Its about PEC....errrrr...PEC ( Deemed University)
I dont wanna write about people, i dont wanna write about my friends,enemies, people i was indifferent to,my teachers..... i just wont be able to justify their importance in my life.
I wanna talk about things that define PEC, that have been here and will be, shaping, grooming the endless stream of to-be engineers. These have gona a long way in deciding the characteristics of the syntatic gap between my neurons.
Workshops: Once there were Nazi gas chambers, now there are PEC workshops. many of us owe their muscular development, burns, scars to these dingy,smelling confinements. However they have offered umpteen oppurtunities for us to mock the incharges that inhabit them. The ever abusing Carpentry guy to the fashion conscious Amita 'Hair' Chawla.Worshops lay the foundation of what defines us as engineers...JUGAAD. Yeah, thats right:P
Cafeteria: It closed down and a million hearts stopped beating. Cafeteria has been the warm hot centre of adrenalin.Bobby, amritsari kulcha,the all important TV, nescafe et al, I feel weird as i write about this. Behind the good PR skills of a PEC passout lies the cafe. and if the cafe died, so did the ramp. Besides providing a safe haven for 'Coochie-cooing' to innumerable love birds, it provided ideal discussion forum to decide what all is gonna be in a day's work.
Verka: "3 mentos for Rs.2. WHY? Because i got less than expected in the box i bought"
"Chocobar for Rs.13 WHY? Beacuse electricity bills burn a big hole in my pocket"
No one in this world can beat this dickhead that operates Verka in matters of cribbing and lamenting the society for his own sadness. This guy can actually depress you, make you hate this world and even contemplate taking extreme steps. A perfect candidate to fit the bill for " Permission to smack without any logical reason" category. Mr. Verka Jr. too seems keen in stepping into his fathers shoes. God Bless PEC.
Library: A place to study, a haven for silent introspection, a temple for seekers of knowledge. These phrases can be said for any other library but this one. First of all, its full of fakers....people who have come in just to enjoy the AC, then it has the above mentioned coochie-cooers, next come those who have nothing better to do than stare at these coochie-cooers and finally if somebody does come in to study, Mr. Library Incharge has a knack to almost always pick out the most diligent student for a one to one session.
Ganne Wala: What do you do if you feel like a declod pregnant cat lying lazily on a hot sunday afternoon. You're right, you go to the sugarcane juice selling Veerappan. If this guy is to be believed, he's been aroung for last 28 years in the college. Now that certainly makes him a candidate for the Directorship:P
Mirchi: Kisiko Mirchi lagi and this guy got a new name, a name that has become synonymous with shakes, paranthas, maggi and Pec-Market in our college. His dishes have formed the basis of many a healthy diets and have laid foundation of the many a healthy hostellers we meet.