5 cool things about hostel

1. The Bitch club – We have a secret cult in our hostel. Membership is restricted and what happens inside the cult stays inside the cult. The objective about the cult is to bitch, bitch and bitch. We critically analyze and dissect individual’s personal and professional characteristics. No matter how busy we are, assignments, tests, none of them matter. It’s mandatory for members to attend the daily meetings. The president of the cult has assigned code names to all its members which range from Chennai slut to mad bull.

2. Frustrated boys – The hostel is filled with frustrated boy (w.r.t girls). It’s quite fun when likeminded people come together and express their feelings. I was pretty amazed with the level of frustration that exists here. All my misconception about metros being free and open has been cleared.

3. The ladies – The place is loaded with pretty ladies, may I add rich, pretty ladies. There is a park nearby where you would find most of them, jogging, walking or working out. As it came to me that it’s high time I got into shape, I have started to jog in the park daily (well I try to, but I fail most of the time). Let’s hope that I succeed in my endeavor.

4. The lover boys – Well as of now we just have one here, there could be more but this one is the most prominent. Now I have never seen a guy like this before. All of us know that he has fallen for this girl hook line and sinker but he won’t even admit it or for that matter deny it. He answers questions in the same way as Pakistan when asked about its links with terrorism, ridiculous and irrelevant. The answer for his every questing starts with “sala”. And he has a not so subtle way of changing the topic. If you are reading it, get some balls and own up :-P.(to us ie). Any way teasing him every night help us sleep at night peacefully.

5. This place is filled with people who talk utter crap. Especially 2 guys who live vertically opposite to each other. One guy comes to me and tells me that I am the man every 3 seconds and enquires about a girl. I am pretty amazed with the way in which he comes out with different praises for me (sarcastically of course). Another guy prefers to start every sentence with a word which starts with the letter ‘M’. It’s not like others do not talk carp, but just that these guys stand out. The thing that scares me the most is that some of these guys are going to manage thousands of people in the future :-P

John Mayer - Comfortable

Just got adicted to this song !!I can even feel the pain in his voice

I just remembered that time at the market
snuck up behind me and jumped on my shopping cart
And rode down aisle five
you looked behind you and smiled back at me
crashed into a rack full of magazines
they asked us if we could leave.

Can't remember what went wrong last September
though i'm sure you'd remind me, if you had to

Our love was, comfortable and
so broken in

I sleep with this new girl I’m still getting used to
My friends all approve, say “she’s gonna be good for you.”
They throw me high fives.
She says the Bible is all that she reads.
and prefers that I not use profanity
Your mouth was so dirty
Life of the party,
And she swears that she’s artsy,
But you could distinguish Miles from Coltrane
Our love was comfortable and so broken in.

She’s perfect
So flawless,
Or so they say.
Hey and
Say, Heyyyyy.

She thinks I can’t see the smile that she’s fakin’
Poses for pictures that aren’t being taken.
I loved you
grey sweat pants
No make up
So perfect
Our love was comfortable and so broken in.

She’s perfect
So flawless
I’m not impressed
I want you back

No, no, no, no I want you back.
Want you back.
Back.

That you were my first love
Is just dumb luck.
A technicality.
You were ahead of me.

That you were my first love.
Is just dumb, dumb, stupid luck.
A technicality.
You will always be ahead of me.
Oh, oh, tell me.
Why I have to practice on you.
Why I have to practice on your heart.
Oh.

Some more bitching about life in hostel

Too many peepers: I would be sitting in my room, minding my own business, chatting with my friends, showing the pictures of my life in Delhi, telling them which girl I have an eye on and so on. Out of nowhere some random idiot pops into my room and starts staring at my screen. They yell out the name of the person to whom I am chatting to and start reading out my conversation as if they are doing me some favor. Well some are more discrete, they just peep silently, without commenting. I do not know if it’s something which only I experience or if it’s something experienced by hostilities across borders. It’s quite awkward when a third party comes in and reads stuff about a person he knows:-P. Some would argue, as a solution to this problem one should lock the door, but that is not something which is practical here :-P

Studying is not something that can take place there, at least for me. It’s impossible to study there. In our course we learn that to get the maximum productivity, the environment in which work is being done should be conducive for working. Someone needs to tell that to the person in charge of the 1^st year boy’s hostel. You have this small room with a bed in it. How can any one study when they see a bed in front of them! And the chair that they have provided has a stupid design. Whenever I open my book I fall asleep.

Now enough bitching about the hostel, in the next post will write all the good things about it.

Crazy habits of my roommate

I am a person who believes that music is meant to be played out loud. Unfortunately, due to certain activities of my roommate it’s not possible me for do so. When I play some thing, he starts singing it out loud. Now if someone is a decent enough singer and he sings along, its bearable, but this guy unfortunately is bad! He tells me that he is not that bad a singer. Now I know that American Idol is all realty (when it comes to bad singers believing that they are good). Now the singing part can be pardoned, but freaks me out is his dancing. He has this weird/ridiculous dance moves. He is a tall, thin guy and very elastic in nature. All his elasticity comes in play when he dances. The worst part is when he combines both these so called talents that he has. It is quite a sight!

The next thing is actually quite funny or some might say it’s a little scary. At times my roomies takes time out of his busy schedule to watch some movies or sit com’s. When he does so, he gets all pumped up. He starts laughing like anything, start talking to himself, clapping and so on. The fact that he is doing all this while he is wearing his headphones gives people viewing the scene the impression that he is a total lunatic. I am planning to upload a video of him doing the same so that people can actually relate to what I am saying.

This is all that I can come up with now. Overall he is quite a decent roomie, who keeps himself clean and is not a thief :-P