Its that time of the year when we must all pore over dictionaries and word lists to find the most apt synonyms - words that carry the message as clearly as before and yet pack a punch that was hitherto unseen. Yes, its that time when we transform last year's brochures with carefully edited lines that sound fetching, glorious and solid and mean just about the same thing they did last year. Its also that time a fest is held. But who cares about that anyway?
This year, the fest, as always, promises to take you soaring through the clouds and give you a whole new high. Chasing the dragon is recommended procedure. With a participation of over 3,000 candidates and about 300 real ones, the cultural extravaganza promises to drown you in a flood of excitement and leave you wet and moaning. Moving from last year's wonderfully suggestive theme of "Tune in, Drop Out, Get Laid", we bring you "Rewind, Press my Buttons, Behind" that is a bit less suggestive and a lot more fun. With students from all over the country turning up because their boy/girl-friend asked them to, the diversity can be sniffed, much like glue. With events ranging from the formal inauguration and guest performances to the less formal tango dances to the barely legal Beat-Sastra-guys-up event, the three days are the best fix you can get. So, don't miss out on the enjoyness! *Hic* (No, I'm not drunk; That was just to make it all politically correct.)
Side note: Sorry Nittwitts, I used up all my patriotism yesterday. Got nothing to spare for the college.
And if you're really interested in knowing about Festember '09, head to the website. What's more, you can even read an article by me on the blag there.
Yours hypocritically,
Me
There and back again
It's alive! It's alive!! (cue lightning)
Oh wait, false alarm.
I make my reappearance following a stint (yes, that is precisely what it was) as a student for two harrowingly long weeks. The fortnight was not devoid of fun though; The last two days at college saw the 'outbreak' of piggy flu and the subsequent cancellation of classes (w00t). The icing on teh donut was that none on the campus had a confirmed case and most of it was based on panic generated by an angered (well, we were denied a holiday) crowd trying desperately to develop some incident of interest in the otherwise drab desert. Suffice to say, I loved it.
Coming to more serious matters, I think its about time that something was done to this blag to make a it a wee bit more productive. You know, something more than just a color touch-up. Given my extensive reader base (of 6), this can only be a good thing. To begin, I'm planning to finish all those articles I promised. Here's to the next few entries :D
Oh, and I've heard alcohol is good for swine flu. Apparently, it eases the symptoms. I'll tell you how effective it is in a week.
Oh wait, false alarm.
I make my reappearance following a stint (yes, that is precisely what it was) as a student for two harrowingly long weeks. The fortnight was not devoid of fun though; The last two days at college saw the 'outbreak' of piggy flu and the subsequent cancellation of classes (w00t). The icing on teh donut was that none on the campus had a confirmed case and most of it was based on panic generated by an angered (well, we were denied a holiday) crowd trying desperately to develop some incident of interest in the otherwise drab desert. Suffice to say, I loved it.
Coming to more serious matters, I think its about time that something was done to this blag to make a it a wee bit more productive. You know, something more than just a color touch-up. Given my extensive reader base (of 6), this can only be a good thing. To begin, I'm planning to finish all those articles I promised. Here's to the next few entries :D
Oh, and I've heard alcohol is good for swine flu. Apparently, it eases the symptoms. I'll tell you how effective it is in a week.
