Disclaimers:

Firstly, I'd like to inform you that the following content is a memoir-cum-testimonial. Had I let the words flow out freely, it would have most certainly, turned out to be dreary. Hence, I decided to go with sarcasm, if not humor, which means, readers should take everything in a lighter vein, lest the matter offends you.

Secondly, I urge all my classmates to read it, and recommend it to other classmates "ONLY" and I express my apologies to those to whom I haven't emailed myself, as it is, without doubt, only because of not having your email address.

Thirdly, I would appreciate it, if you'd reply and expressing your comments on the write up and also adding your points to the memoir, which I hope to compile and resend to all.

Fourthly, I understand that we are nearly pushing past second year and hence, apologies for the delay of "first year memories".

Fifthly, please acknowledge this as a joint diary to pen down our college days as an when it happened. Someday in life, when we re-read the same, I am confident; it will flood you with nostalgia.

Finally, thank you for your valuable time on this major build-up unless the subsequent content lives up to your expectations. (*laughs*)

Truly yours,
Karthika

FIRST YEAR MEMORIES

Contrasting to the contemporary, "Umm... Well, You see, because…Err …. So Where do I begin……?", end of year memoir, let me begin this write up, rather "professionally", as we began the first semester of our B.Com so as "to maintain the highly reputed decorum" of our "much-loved-by-students" college. Fortunately for us or by the Almighty's clemency, we had the opportunity to breathe in a more "student-ly" atmosphere in the second semester rather than the throat-clutching "professional" one that we had to in the first sem. If we recall, there wouldn't be much to recollect in the first semester, except Abhilasha. Most of us, felt that M.O.P. (Hang on, is it Most Outrageous Prison?) would have sucked out the best of our senses before we passed out.

By God's Bliss, the second semester allowed us to be casual at various points in the class, helped us make more friends and of course, really made me, at the end, enjoy college. Personally, the first semester had drained my every last drop of hope of being able to survive in this city. I can't imagine, I despised, the class, the college and even the city, just because of one constituent that was making life miserable for me and I swear this is true, I would have left the college or maybe Chennai itself, hadn't minor changes taken place in the human resources of the institution. I repeat, I never imagined "one" mortal, yes, just one entity had made me loathe Chennai itself. (Yeah, for those of you who are scratching your heads on that, never mind, I just overwhelmed with emotions, personal, not to be understood and just in case you did. Bravo! You're my pal! )

The second semester however had more to remember: (Just in case you don't understand the subsequence, it's just the fun you've missed!)

1. Significant ones being, killing our Srilankan Comrade with sagas of books, most of which even I haven't read, just for the fun of enjoying her expression of repugnance.
2. Confiding in the Queen of Eyeliner and some more associates about someone from Loyola who presented Teddy bears to me (Muah)!
3. Finishing the statistics project while the presentation was going on in class and managing to finish it in 5 mins and presenting it in 2 mins and getting 13 on 15, which I suppose is what most of the other teams got.
4. Listening to my underground officials who told me who bitched about whom, what and why.
5. Getting to sit at my favorite place so I can admire Bangles and Eyeliners. *ugh* *laughs* *stay far away*
6. Getting to Queensland and all of us, swearing at guys over there who didn't understand what "Buck off" meant, ( read B as F)
7. Enjoying bharatnatyam performances every time our NCC victor cum possessor of a N series Nokia passes by. (dancing while walking Talent Cup- Ta da!)
8. Observing the class rip into smithereens of linguistic groups. *sigh*
9. French classes where we slogged with verbs and conjugations*
10. Accounts Classes where we understood**
11. Logic classes which were supposed to take place but all I recollect it perhaps witnessing the shoot for a silent movie .
12. Watching the highly informative and entertaining Channel MOP and listening to MOP Fm on a daily basis and re-listening to it in the evening , because of our dedication and devotion to the institution.***
13. Drinking lots of water, "yawning" with peace and breathing with ease which we couldn't in the first semester.
14. Timeless other enjoyable moments.
15. Timeless other displeasing moments.

In conclusion, I'd like to request you to add your comments and add your memories of our college days.

Thank you once again for your time for reading this and straining your brains over it and apologize for the damages so caused****.

Cheers,

GNK

*over SMS
**that the sender of the communication didn't have any idea about the message at all.
***what's the frequency by the way????
**** Kindly control your annoyance. Compensation will not be made for chappals thrown at me.