Annu paas ho gayee!!

So the last sem result has been declared. I got 79 percent and after listening this I was surprised to see that examiners finally have learnt to give me good marks too. Well still I don't stand anywhere close to top rankers as highest is 85% something. But ok I am not in rona-dhona kind of girls community. I got what I expected so no reason of making any fuss over why didn't I get what top rankers expected from themselves. Though I was wondering that if I had not screwed up my discrete mathematics exam how much my %age would have hiked. D (Mehta) again proved her caliber by getting close to 85% and thus being second topper. Me, kapoor and dhara kept demanding for a treat endlessly as a birth right of being langotiya friends but getting a treat from Mehta is as tough as getting a seat in local compartment of Indian rail. Neither Mehta had any single taka in her wallet. So we threatened her if she wants to complete her mca from this place, next day she must come with her wallet with good number of 100 rupees.

Lets hope, she loses the capacity of thinking for a day or two and doesn't realize that we cant do anything either if at all she doesn't give the treat to we permanent bhukkad. What we kept doing was making weird faces and blotch our lips at her for god knows how many times but our all face exercises have come to naught. But person like me who proudly write die-hard optimist under the personal strength heading in her cv should not lose hope so early.

Meanwhile kapoor got remembered of the treat she forcedly made me owe her. If you know the reason why I promised her a treat you will just try real hard to make me your friends. A few days ago mam was going to take the viva of some dbms chapters, the subject that scares the daylights out of me. Now this is what the worst part of our college, everything tests, assignments, vivas come with the tag of this-much-marks. Obviously every college has this problem but what if these things are done almost every week. Every time we take a sigh knowing something has finished next moment we get to know we have got new assignment or test to take and each with these-many-marks tag that will be added in your final merit.

Even for 5 marks we have to struggle hard to get our exclusive back seats and disturb god from his emergency meeting, which has been conducted to resolve the issue that had arisen by the class of demons to obtain the 50% reservation in heaven. Well when things like that are happening in heaven, how could the sons of earth be untouched from this latest a la mode?
Well, so that day I had a quite a bit apprehension about my repo (that was nothing anyway) that was going to get a hard dent (if it was). Mehta and dhara were busy mugging the lock based protocols and functional dependencies. Kapoor was explaining me that if mam starts viva roll no wise no one can save you but if we 4 succeed in getting our fixed monopolized seats its hardly gonna be your turn to get interrogated (or insulted?) .I was so relaxed after listening these words that I blurted out tere mooh me choclates, cold coffee, cold ice-cream (cold?) , Things I am crazy about. She happily declared that I owe her a cold coffee at barista. And I was like ye maine kya anarth kah diya. Honestly it was not as worrisome as dbms ramayan size concepts, above all the way mam keep asking questions during the class. In fact I had a burning desire to ask mam that why she wanted to take a formal viva when she does it on the daily basis while teaching.

Though I am quite comfortable with viva thing but what to do to entangle her with answers when I don't know even the iota of chapter. So the fear of viva was dominating enough to promise anything to escape from it. Moreover I too didn't get any chance to go to a coffee house for many days. I really have a strong urge to learn the method, which these guys prepare coffee with. So isn't it so sweet of me who will be ready to offer you a cup of coffee if you pray for me. Well viva didn't happen that day as mam had her pre-decided lecture to take. Kapoor was jumping knowing she gonna relish something at free,though neither I lost nor she won the bet.

We conveyed each other what the heck if Mehta is not giving the treat, I said I have sufficient money to sip the cheapest coffee at barista. As soon as Mehta and dhara left the college we headed to my kinetic, I was just inserting my kinetic keys in the lock that we looked at our dress say uniform. Yeah we have to wear white salwar, white dupatta and blue kurta every Wednesday. So we thought we would look more of band baje wale. But next moment kapoor said yaar apne ko kya karma hai ,apne ko to bas coffee peeni hai or nsp karni hai.
Me --nsp?
Kapoor- nayan such prapti !
Me- oh I see.yeah right why should we give a damn to those damn people. We care about our coffee and our nsp. Why should we bother if they don't get their nsp seeing us? Right?
Kapoor- or kya !

And bill was just 65(for 1 espresso & 1 capuchhino)+5(of parking, I really hate to give this parking charge just for 20 minutes or so). When coffee was in the offing we tried to take nsp but nothing was there. When coffee was over we found nothing is intriguing.
Next day we were making the left 2 listen the modified story that finally resulted in making Mehta agree to give a treat.

Moving on I got to know that type of girls I was talking about, I mean those 32767 feet above the sea level hight ki attitude wali girls got less than me. I seriously not feeling anything great about my %age but telling them %age on their asking, seeing them look askance at me, I really felt I got something worth to sizzle their insides the way my mom fries potato chips inside the frying pan. I don't have anything inimical feeling for them but this attitude to look down on whomever they want looks quite ridiculous to me. A little advantage of getting 4-5 more marks in a subject or two good enough for them to get to their head. For time being they didn't get even this.

Just a few days ago mam was distributing our answer sheets of internal assessment exams (that too of dbms), in which I got 14 out of 20. So for a person who was expecting just 10-11 in her totally non-favored subject), jumping around and telling everybody in the vicinity that oye mere 14 aye hai was quite normal. I was telling my marks to dhara who got 16,that PG(of high attitude-diseased gang) who has been taking print outs for may be an alien knows how many hours, beside dhara spoke out with vanity writ large on her face- 14 par congrats , what a sneering comment. And me impromptu - haa yaar , actually you fall in different category and I fall in different one aur hamari category ke logo ke liye 14 bahot hai . She gave me a feigned smile and I gave her a view of my collection of daily brushed 32 tiny calcium items. Later when she got her copy I approached to dhara and bent down close to her to ask about PG's marks, just to know what are badhai-layak marks according to her. By a strange quirk of fate she got 10. I am not sure if she judged what she plan fully said hoping she would get close to congrats worthy numbers.

I don't figure out why people do something that backfire on them. Are these single digit marks too cardinal to behave modestly (so called gem of woman)? Is that all we take education for. Is that what will make our life better. What she made of herself among who listened her remark. In fact my friends who were not present that time in lab knew it later without my discussing or analyzing any single word. For her and me it started with a question and an answer and finished with a mutual giggle in the lab itself.

My friends say I have dibs on finesse (according to oxford dictionary finesse means- great skill in dealing with people or situations specially in a delicate way). bhayankar wala compliment hai bhayya. Hamare bhrata-shree or bahanshree se poocha jaye to bolenge kalyug mai log itna jhooth kyoon bolte hai ? For me it was shocking how my friends got to know about the thing that didn't make any fuss at all, that lasted after 2 statements one from her and one from me.isiliye kahte hai ki ladkiyon ke pait mai koi baat nahi pachtee.


Between every senior is looking quite busy these days as first phase of campus placement is going to commence from 17 may. Moreover I am too spending very less time on net surfing and time pass stuffs( wase hamesha sach nahi bolti mai), what could be the sole reason- final sem exams after 20 days. Date sheet has been stuck on the notice-board so I may again come jhanda(post) lahrate hue lete hai ek chota sa break .

Well I started writing this post a few days ago, on the day of announcement of the result but because of as usual boring assignments and summer training arrangements I left it unfinished. The new update is that Mehta gonna give us a treat finally. Tomorrow it's again Wednesday so we won't go on road like band baaze wale, day after tomorrow can be the good day. I was wondering how a nation wide SBI strike could affect a much desired and much awaited treat plan.