College, Survival and Nolan

So at about 4 in the morning i finally decided to write another crap/blog.I started my laptop but wasn’t able to connect to Internet. My survival skills kicked in immediately and I went to sleep. Today morning, I got up and it is the same. Clearly the situation called for fight and not flight. So I power cycled the laptop couple of times. Nothing happened! Then I took the battle one notch higher and reset my wireless router couple of times. Nothing, Nada, Zilch.
But then suddenly out of nowhere there was a flash in the room and a jet black gypsy appeared in the room.
‘Who are you? How did you come into a locked room?’ i asked in fear.
‘I can go anywhere.’
‘Are you.. are you GOD?’
‘I am Robin, the cisco engineer.’
‘What?’
‘Do you know Deus ex machina? It is a literary term.’
‘Well, I didn’t become an IT Engineer because I was the brightest in school.’
Finally the pseudo god fixed my internet connection and I went to Bing and asked Bing , “Is Google down?”
Now lets get back to the story .
College , Survival and Nolan

Oh, The college days…! They are the best.
I wonder what professors feel about college days. Have you come across any professors who say, “Oh, The college days…! They are the best.”? I have not.
Some people liken college to a paid vacation. It really is not true. It is you who pays for it. No one else! I know that your parents pay for it. But it is inheritance they are paying it with. That’s parents! They would spend on educating you instead of giving it to you.
And Some other people say, “college days is an oasis in the desert of life”. They read Shakespeare too.
Do you know what I feel about college days?
If life can be compared to a Satyajit Ray movie then college days would be the best part of the movie – intermission.
But however good the intermission is, you have got to get back to the movie. I mean, you have got to find out who is going to get the stale roti – the mangy dog or the poor kid. That’s what you paid for. You paid for watching the movie. Not for enjoying the intermission. And same goes with the life and college too. You were born to live the hard life not loaf around in a college.
But I agree that it is in college where you meet your life-long friends and… their future wives. There is no point in crying about it. If it had not been for your best friend, she would have become the wife of your not so best friend. So grow up and be adult about it. A friend of mine, from Bihar, actually married his sweet heart when he was in college. But they still gave him just Bachelors degree.
And it is in college that you develop a taste for Hollywood movies. Basic instinct, 91/2 weeks…It was college where i watched the first three movies of Nolan . Simply superb. If you haven’t watched it already, you must watch it NOW!
The movies are
1.The Prestige
2.The Prestige with subtitles
3.The Prestige with Director’s commentary

You are right again. I am jobless. But let’s not focus on me. Lets focus on college because its in college where you get to learn a lot . Most of which you forget soon after, except for the lessons taught by one professor – The good old Mr. kingfisher.
And the moment we set foot in college, guys start shaving. First out of hope and then out of desperation. But seldom out of necessity.A friend of mine khurana used to shave more often then a patient of constipation goes to toilet in a day.
I remembered what my father said when I joined college. “I am happy you got into this college and all that. But remember, here you are going to be just another guy.” That’s my father. If he had just batted well, he could have become another sidhu.
But you know what is the worst thing about college? You struggle hard, pass your exams and announce to the world, Finally! I got a degree!” and the world asks you right back, “But did you get a job?”
And from here starts the fight for survival .I don’t know! Maybe the world likes and needs people like John McClane of Die Hard when there is a crisis. But I am a survivor of different type. I am more like a polar bear that hibernates during winter. If my office is going to be taken over by terrorists, I am going to lock myself in the bathroom. That’s how I survive.
And I am a survivor. I have been. I am. And I will always be ,I mean, till the time I die.

tenga un buen día 🙂

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