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Friday, July 08, 2005

movies, meetings and a mundane classes

With no studies and exams for the time being..its time to catch up with the latest movies. I recently went to see SARKAR, a RGV film.The movie,otherwise engrossing and ek-dam value for money, had some confusing parts.

I don’t understand how a single person(i.e subhas nagre), having no political position whatsoever, could manage to influence an ENTIRE CITY!!??
I mean come on, aren’t we a little bittle out of touch with reality?fine, he does public ka bhalla nd all that, but which public ka bhalla karne walla banda brings about justice by catching hold of people in the middle of the road and beating them left right and centre?? Would it be fair to call it anarchy mumbaiya ishtyle?He he!

Smita was over at my place recently..after an invitation extended to her for the first time ever.well, the time for her to arrive was set to 11 am the day before her arrival..but madame “punctual” smita arrived a good 1.5 hrs late nd that too fully drenched!!

The day went off well, we played videogames, ate lunch, saw photos and then went to café coffee day to eat chicken pizza and chococcinos.

I am really really missing school these days..teachers, friends and damn it, even the M.T s and morning assemblies!! It was soooo much fun…making friends, mocking some teachers, mass bunking boring maths classes and a little bit of studying here and there!!!

Talking of maths classes, I can’t help recalling our class XII maths periods with Ms ghosh. I fail to remember a single maths class in our f block FF class room which wasn;t accompanied by a very punctual chipkali crawling out from behind the black board,at the precise moment when ms ghosh would be facing us to explain a question to a usually mundane class.Eager to break the monotony, some students us used to point at the lizard and shriek out – “MA’AM CHIPKALI!!!” Poor ms ghosh, thinking that we were pointing towards her obviously thought that we had all finally decided upon “chipkali” as her nick name and had no qualms acceptiNg it in front of her!! What followed after this gasp of hysteria is anyone’ s guess!oh gosh..she must have had a horrible yr dealing with us. All apologies from us…

Well, I think I have finally landed upon an interesting topic to write abt…TEACHERS!! So next post..how teachers turn to pinnochios? Any wild guesses? ;-)

8 Comments:

Blogger Smita said...

hey akshay!im so sad! ur so mean.... and i helped u so much also!

8:10 PM  
Blogger mridu said...

excuse me, dear Mr daddy long legs ....ur post is far more boring than mine. You seem to have lost out of any proper topic to embark upon and are giving us random bits of information, which im sure most of us are least interseted in.

2:59 PM  
Blogger Dego said...

haha!!..sounds lke you people had quite some time in ur maths lessons:p ...
- sneha

4:10 PM  
Blogger Akshay Sehgal said...

smita:k...u helped..

but comments are meant 4 comments on the post not for what should or shud have been written!!

mridu:maybe its boring...but its WAY WAYYYYYY BETTER than ur horribly borin review..

12:03 AM  
Blogger Akshay Sehgal said...

yeah...maths classes were fun in XII...but the only ONLY THING missing in those classes were god damn studies..no wonder the entire class used to flunk..lol!

12:04 AM  
Blogger mridu said...

pingo!! i agree on that one ...yeah math classes had everything but studies....ahem ....they were very boring.....if anyone really wants to have a goood nap ...one shud sit in Ghosh's classes ...i assume that she can just make any subject boring

and no my entry was certainly not as boring as urs ....and as fragmented too!!

5:49 PM  
Blogger mridu said...

too many of 'boring's o'er there yah ...

5:50 PM  
Blogger Akshay Sehgal said...

mridu, i don't remember a single maths class where u used to be napping...u were too busy chatting away with some1 or the other...or worse getting fired by the teacher 4 asking dumb q's!! ;-)

11:28 PM  

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