Love matters?

They think being proposed to maybe the highest form of flattery and it may be so…what if before embarking on a relationship one feels a thwart. I remember making fun of the movie ‘the runaway bride’ ; about a woman who’d a phobia of getting married, and I often thought for a movie maybe it’s a good story but in real life perhaps this can’t be! But in my experience of years, I haven’t been able to commit, not even once! The minute people begin to come to close, I move away… The second someone says the most common place sentence in the world ‘ I love you’ I respond immediately, ‘but I don’t feel the same way, I thought we’re just friends’. I have rather undertaken a journey of celibacy without even knowing it. Some of my every close friend, think that I lack the very organ that makes one fall in love, that maybe so but I couldn’t help but think that is it so important to fall in love and have kids and get married. Perhaps the pressure of society is more on women but men in this society are not left alone too. The constant questions of this ‘deviant behavior’ is often badgering, must everyone follow the models set by the society? Besides who is to say, in what form and when ‘love’ might come one’s way. It also makes me wonder is it mere a myth or something real. Is it something one ought to do? like getting graduated, getting a job and getting married? My only consolation in this context is that most of the people in this part of the world are neither graduated nor employed…If this deviant behavior is acceptable by the society then people like me, who stand on the shores of love and never take a dip to soak themselves may also be!

What happens in Sinclair should always stay in Sinclair!

It is well known that what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. I do not know whether they have a solid reason for it or not. But, I can assert confidently that what has been taking place in Sinclair should never be staged in the better interest of the masses. It is a not secret that I and few friends wanted to stage a musical last year. God knows the ordeal I had to go through to get the permission of the college to stage that play. The dramatics society did not want a bunch of freshmen to do what they were not able to do in two years; to produce a simple English play! After getting a green signal from the dean of students we went ahead with the rehearsals. We did not want to do Shakespeare, thinking it was too redundant, so we choose Pygmalion, I know, oh-so-passé but the logic behind it was that we are catering to the masses. Due to the ultimatums issued by the Dramatics society about how they wanted to stage the play in February we were not able to complete the rehearsals so I decided not to do the play at all. This year, however, the dramatics society undertook this arduous task by itself. Let me spit out some trivia about dramatics society; it is headed by a Lady from Udru department and her accomplice, the guy moi do not know the name of, s'excuse, is also from the same department. I do not know who in the world deemed them capable of selecting a script and then directing an english play? That being mentioned let me just swiftly move on to recounting of my own experience with the Directeur of the play. When I came to know that the University level students have decided to do Cinderella, my reaction was less than astonishment, okay! It was OMG! I mean how…why...when? Well, then a confidant privy to the matter disclose that the very play was staged by the society some two years back…Viola and I had my answers right there and then! The society thought it convenient to stage the same-old-juvenile play. Okay, okay, I really really really wanted to act so I did go for the late auditions, more like closed auditions. After a futile conversation with the Lady Directeur I had an epiphany…that it is not my thing! But I sat through some rehearsals to see where the whole thing was going and OMG! The dread! I still have nightmares! The misfit female protagonist, apparently they were not able to pick a proper female lead! I am sorry, but that girl can not act to save her life. The rest of the cast is such a misfit, with an exception of the step-mother. The play seemed like an under-rehearsed, amateurish and droll, in a bad way,
production. The play is staged on the 16^th of this month to the best of my knowledge; yet another shoddy attempt to produce entertainment?

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Candy Floss; Your ultimate follow-up on the college gossip

After starting oh-so-controversial novel, one wonders why I need to start this segment on my blog. After spending a complete one year at Forman I feel obliged to spread out the word of gossip-al which enlightens everyone’s soul from within and gives a reason to live another day. For instance it’s completing daunting to learn that E is infamously known for ‘Poondi’! How could have I completely overlooked it? I mean one year is long enough! Well, no need worrying, I’ll get over it soon enough! Besides, learning this information is no good to me, it gives me no advantage over the others. So, if you’re a ‘Kool’ guy and a happening ‘Doll’, I guess you know the right places to be at. That doesn’t mean that I have not come across the HIP crowd. I may look like a ‘bum’ now days, but I have had my share of ‘socializing’! So here is a how-to, in case, you’re trying to climb the social ladder. Get to know a ‘Doll’; I am extremely sorry did I not give out definition of a ‘Doll’. The girl all the ‘Phond’ follow around all the time, make passes, try to please her. But doll has an entourage of girls and guys around her, called ‘the Pack’. The members of a pack vary from girls who work as stooges to guys who act flamboyant; they can be divided into sub-dolls or fatsos. Sub-dolls are not as attractive or powerful as dolls; however they hold strong position in a pack. Fatsos are fat and not-so-attractive girls who are eager to make a statement that they hang around with the ‘dolls’. Another way to spot a doll is if you hear these words’ Oh my God, that guy is so hawt’ or ‘Oh my god, there are no hawt guys around here’ FYI, sub-dolls and fatsos can also act like dolls. Spot that girl, try get to know her and boom you get entry into the hip cycle.
PAY HEED, DO NOT HANG AROUND with people who are considered weirdos by the hip-crowd! If you are having difficultly getting to know the dolls, try sub-dolls or fatsos. They will eventually get you to know the dolls. On the flipside, if you wanna be a part of the kool guy circle. Here are few tips; DON’T study at all, being laid back is the first rule, and smoking adds few more points. Act like you have dated 15 girls, all dolls. Generally kool guys do go out ‘phondi’, not in a tradition way. So, what is their modus operandi? They’re usually followed around by the dolls and they are always on a look out for fresh meat. So when they see a new doll enter the premises, they make their move,‘seen you around, find you interesting, wanna spend some time?’ Of course the dolls show some nakhars and eventually give in. Kool guys are also further divided into sub branches. The supporters, a Kool guy needs someone to support him, someone to laugh at his jokes, someone to tell everyone one how notoriously bad he is. Getting to know a kool guy requires that you act kool with a K, and hop on the bandwagon of koolness. These words are heard around Kool guys, ‘yar koi bachi nazar nahi aa rahi’ I hope this how-to will make your social life more interesting. If it helps; don’t forget to thank yours truly.