Encounters of the third kind.. its still part 1.

Just got over watching some Bollywood classics.. “Sautan ke saat din”, “Teri Patni” and “Mawali -the play boy” I decided to get back to the encounter posts that are plodding their way to popularity (of course..)

I know the title thing is not funny any more.. (or was it funny to begin with?). But how would I differentiate those thousands of bloggers who with an air of smugness about it..are writing (in)sanity into their pages…

To Reminisce.. is a funny thing. And to make it public is even funnier.
But I would take the risk of exposing several layers of my thought process.. and help you jump to conclusions about such hideousness that my twisted mind is.. a trail you were set on the day you met me.

so..where were we?

Rise and Fall of iDCE
Do you remember once .. when I kept writing for this thing called iDCE. And when I wrote about condoms and singlehandedly got us thrown from the college’s domain. (I am thinking of putting it up again.. as a part of vintage posts)
Well.. iDCE was a marvellous idea to begin with, engaging and entertaining as it was, I think it was marred by inaction on our part. But the titanic is too far from coming afloat again.. (or will it.. someday in the middle of the night!)..so no blame games!
Actually there were three editions..
one that got us started
one that got us thrown out.
and our ultimate issue on our own domain…
So then we got some hits, it was a good week. I enjoyed for whatever period we could keep it alive.. and before we knew…we were sort of falling apart. We even tried to revive it with the domain of ours.. (Those poorly spent 1600 hundred bucks) 8 people’s share it was.
While our 1600 bucks never got compensated for by the college .. some poor bastards got their crappy magazine printed on glossy paper .. last nail in the coffin!
Now I spend my times.. pointing out all the errors they make in those silly issues made available in print (Something we never got even slightly close to)
sigh…
but its all cool. I had fun.. infact I had the most fun writing that condom article.. am all in for free speech suckers

note: “we” from here on refers to (Me, Aastha, Abhishek,Swati,AP,Rashmi,Sunil,Siddhant)
Roadies Roadies
I invent the weirdest of the games. And yes this would be credited to me
What started off as “pointer to me” where the players would have to point to some other player(yes.. raise an arm and point a finger at somebody). And the one who is not a part of cycle or one who has the most pointers to him/her would be eliminated. I never won. Sort of a punishment for inventing this bizarre thing.
As conspicuous as it would get, some people in class took us for raving mads. Sometimes it looked like a very bad courtroom drama.We had to adapt the game to the environment of Anshu madam’s labs, full of inactivity.
So we started to vote people on little white paper chits.. Roadies style.
Once you are voted off, you are expected to dip your chair further below the remaining contestants (Bless those chair with jacks and stuff). And there would be strange twists brought in.. all sort of wild card gimmick.
We are one strange bunch load of people who hang out!!

Another game I invented.. but never took off was right before our compiler lab viva. It was called the bit shifting game.. where you stand in a circle and physically perform the circular shifts . It was not that fun.. but full of thought.. learning and you gained real insight from it
I remember Rajender saying “Kya kar rahe hain ye..” when he saw us attempting to play that game (PS Rajender.. we owe you a post..)
Once we played dumb charades in the microprocessor labs with Anshu Madam. Some serious fun is what I am talking about .
So..in short.. if you are yet to come in contact with us.. please think twice. If you already have.. we mourn for your loss . We are..after all an acquired taste.

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