Honour isnt about making the right decisions,
Its about dealing with the consequences.
Quote from The FullMetal Alchemist.
Saturday, August 26, 2006
Tuesday, August 15, 2006
Hark!! Here I am again!!
And so it begins again!! I am back from scaring children, making fools out of cocky assholes, plotting mass genocide and generally trying to take over the world. And mind you I was so close too, damn my consciense!!
At any rate, Im back to the writing game, dont blame me for being lame. The last couple of months have been quite hectic, coming to India and starting college here in Chennai at M.C.C. Its different as expected form my previous experiences with college life as to be expected but it is in itself a new experience which I will treasure, or come to treasure in the years that follow. Atleast Im pretty sure of that. (Like 50% .. naaah closer to .... yeah its about that much)
Hall life is the one thing that is so different here. There are rules and traditions that are atleast 150 years old and they are enforced and practised with an almost religious fervour. And then there is ofcourse the whole issue of seniors and juniors and the whole concept of ragging. After hearing stories from many different people about the ragging which I would endure which made the normally unflappable me shake in my size 13 boots. And now what 'ragging' I have seen and gone through is nothing compared to those stories which likened life in the halls to a nazi concentration camp.
Even what we do go through now is nothing, the seniors are all really good people ofcourse with their own few faults, but that is there anywhere. During the entire period of 'ragging', what is accomplished is them getting to know us better and that is all. And even with this some people who are too preideful to even fetch a bottle of water for someone senior to them have complained to the A.R.C (Anti-Ragging Comitee to you laymen) and have broken a lonf spell of no complaints thereby giving my entire batch a blackmark. They know who they are and what frightens them and should frighten them is that now we, their batchmates, know who they are. Afterall isnt it said that revenge is a dish best served cold. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA(evil laugh).
At any rate, Im back to the writing game, dont blame me for being lame. The last couple of months have been quite hectic, coming to India and starting college here in Chennai at M.C.C. Its different as expected form my previous experiences with college life as to be expected but it is in itself a new experience which I will treasure, or come to treasure in the years that follow. Atleast Im pretty sure of that. (Like 50% .. naaah closer to .... yeah its about that much)
Hall life is the one thing that is so different here. There are rules and traditions that are atleast 150 years old and they are enforced and practised with an almost religious fervour. And then there is ofcourse the whole issue of seniors and juniors and the whole concept of ragging. After hearing stories from many different people about the ragging which I would endure which made the normally unflappable me shake in my size 13 boots. And now what 'ragging' I have seen and gone through is nothing compared to those stories which likened life in the halls to a nazi concentration camp.
Even what we do go through now is nothing, the seniors are all really good people ofcourse with their own few faults, but that is there anywhere. During the entire period of 'ragging', what is accomplished is them getting to know us better and that is all. And even with this some people who are too preideful to even fetch a bottle of water for someone senior to them have complained to the A.R.C (Anti-Ragging Comitee to you laymen) and have broken a lonf spell of no complaints thereby giving my entire batch a blackmark. They know who they are and what frightens them and should frighten them is that now we, their batchmates, know who they are. Afterall isnt it said that revenge is a dish best served cold. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA(evil laugh).
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