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Exam time blues

We complain ,we bemoan,cry,curse,deplore, but one thing we don't do is study.We complain how the system is archaic,how the syllabus is outdated and about the lack of time.And its also the time when we promise ourselves to set things straight from the next semester.But its anyone's guess what follows.It really is surprising how you can pass engineering by just studying 2 weeks before the exams!! There is a popular sms, that goes something like this:
A doctor ,a lawyer and an engineer are asked how long would it take them to read a 2000 page book.The doctor says 3 weeks, the lawyer says 2 weeks the engineer says" hmm.. one night.. the night before the exam!!"
Another thing that is strange is how you suddenly realize there are other pressing matters at hand as the exam nears.I have suddenly found many new interesting websites that could provide hours of entertainment(livescience.com for one).I also go through wikipedia's profile of comic characters.I remember in the school days how i would suddenly find a strong attraction to cooking.My friend Sam says he discovered the importance of keeping his room clean the night before his 10th class boards.There was this guy called Thoma who lived near my mother's house.On the days preceding his 10th class exams he abandoned studying after it struck him how lucrative tomato gardening was.He set to work in his backyard,only to quit two days later, realizing he lacked the green thumb.He now works as vegetable vendor.
This also the time when you discover how precious and sweet the luxury of a good night's sleep is.There are people who list sleeping as their hobbies,but i am not that inclined.But come exam time, i would my give my left kidney for a night's peaceful sleep.
You discover how we take life's small luxuries as granted.You learn life lessons in time management, about learning from past mistakes.The joy of being able to do nothing,sit idle,the beauty of that afternoon siesta,to watch a film and follow it with another,the idle chatter that is quintessential to college life.It's enlightening ,humbling and at the same time scary.It brings out the real you.

My mag article

This is something that i wrote, which got published in the college magazine.. its got a super lame-o title

Strikes: Glory to thee!!

by Angelus

There are innumerable things that I love about CET and college life. But one thing that holds prominence in the list is strikes. I love strikes. Absolutely adore them. No matter what kind. Be it a water strike, strikes due to sparring between rival parties, strikes due to lack of facilities in MH, strikes because the foreign minister of Bolivia was imprisoned, strikes celebrating the victory day of the winning party, strikes celebrating the victory day of the minor party that scraped by with two wins, strikes because a party leader has an incomplete assignment. I love them all.

Imagine this you are sitting in class. Its a boring double hour ,you are off in LaLa Land, when all of a sudden you hear a faint sound, as if there is a fight going on in the distance, it grows clearer, it cant be.. It is.. “On strike ... On strike ... so and so ...On strike….
Your heart leaps with joy. You close your books ,all eager for the teacher to take attendance and let you go.. You know the feeling, everyone in CET does,and admit it you love it.

I fondly remember my first strike, like an initiation ritual it was. Having grown up outside Kerala, I was alien to the concept of strikes. I was awestruck, dumbfounded, baffled and was for lack of words. I mean, we students beg for free periods and for day offs, and here was perfectly legal way to get that.

And over the years we have come across some really memorable strikes. There was the one where two groups decided to call strike on the same day, unbeknown to each other. Then there was the strike started by just one guy. He started in the mech department and gathered a following as he went along. But the most memorable one has to be the one started by LHites, it truly was a sight to see. I believe you can see part of it on youtube.

What’s more I have heard if you have the right contacts and some dough to roll out you can initiate a strike of your own. But all things aside, it is a matter of fact that strikes are a grave matter, something that all of us should take seriously. I for one always, and I mean always vacate the classroom to show my solidarity for the cause. Hey it’s the least I can do….

PS: our college magazine is called maram pezhthappol.. aka "When the trees rained", it basically implies that life,memory and the college years are all like the rain drops which accumulate in the trees, and when you shake them they come down.. i kinda like that..

annan and hidu

They say opposites attract, when you see these two you realize its partly true.They make a gr8 team always fighting and cursing the other,but still always together.Annan aka Jantok aka Joseph Anto K is an ernakulam resident who happened to share rooms with Arun B aka Hidumbi aka Umbesh kumar C P in the first year.However when it came to blows with the landlord(who happened to be one of our teachers) over the ever escalating rent, they decided to vacate and found themselves at the gates of Bethany, a students hostel.They have been roommates since and also stayed put for the last 3 years.they are both fun guys with a pronounced flair for appearing in campus stories.Annan is said to be the protector of the LHites, always lurking around the LH.While hidu is known for his blank expressions and dumb antics.Once when he was in school, in Malayalam class, the lesson was Mahabharata.The teacher read aloud something about Hidumbi the Asura, our boy hidu (who was dozing) thought the teacher called out his name(Hidumbi-Arun.B get it?) he stood up and said "Present".The class roared with laughter and the name stuck.
I find them to be decent guys , who always hang around our hostel,and to be frank better of the lot who treat lords as a govt guest house.Joseph is very particular abt his afternoon siesta and uses my roomie Rahul's bed almost regularly.Hidu also has penchant for making stories and his usual targets are me and naveen.you could say we three are constantly thinking up ways to show the others down.
I wrote this cause i saw them the other day on Annans bike, and i couldn't help noticing how these two are always together ,and i know they are gonna be best friends for life.