tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68418702011-06-24T10:52:31.510+05:30BigEyedFishInconsequential happenings at ISB ...BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.comBlogger631100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1107200933650414172005-02-01T01:46:00.000+05:302005-02-01T01:18:53.650+05:305 hrs of socializing at the cafe is neat way to network with peoples at ISB. You see all sorta junta. - Junta who simply want to eat and get out of the place real fast. Half of them are grabbing a bite or a shot of caffine in between classes, the other half is busy for nothing - Junta who want to catch the latest gossip, news on the Indian economy, Bush's latest plan to invade a country that is BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1107010136240529112005-01-29T19:45:00.000+05:302005-02-01T01:21:16.913+05:30Nothing Thats what Ive been doing these days. The doing nothing bit has become such an important part of the day that I have to stay awake for an additional coupla hours just so that i complete my daily quota of doing nothing. Infact I've perfected doing nothing to an art form and added a new dimension to nothingness. Ofcourse (or not) nothing includes driving around aimlessly, staring at a BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1106669258746050062005-01-25T21:19:00.000+05:302005-01-25T21:37:38.746+05:30Even after those long talks with KK I still agree with Keynes on some stuff. Especially the gyan on long run equilibrium. In the long run we are all dead. -- John Maynard Keynes The thought came to me mind when we were discussing segmenting the market for coffins. And someone said that someone said that 'We should concentrate on elderly people as they die more BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1106369813093925822005-01-22T10:14:00.000+05:302005-01-24T21:20:13.176+05:30The things people do to be alone (or with their loved ones)! With friends like us you have to use deflection techniques to steal time for a cuppa or an ice cream. Even then someone manages to hitch a ride in the back seat. Damn! Look on the bright side bro, at least we give you time to play around with your cell phones. While all these inconsequential things were happening somewhere in the BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1105683576535739192005-01-14T11:41:00.000+05:302005-01-19T02:20:34.320+05:30For some reason the frogs (the real ones) on campus have gone missing. There goes my new hobby (to improve my knife throwing skills ) out of the window. Anyway, the 'soft' salesman on campus came back in style, this event has officially kicked off my coming 2 months of decadence. The placements did bring in its share of blog fodder, some of which i have been prohibited to encypt on this forum. BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1105519606107512422005-01-12T13:55:00.000+05:302005-01-12T14:16:46.106+05:30Ze ol blog is alive again ( no, really this time its going to be up and running for at least a week) . Since i've been putting the active hobbyist part in my resume I though I had better start a new hobby thingie. Blogging looked like the laziest and the easiest escape route. With the Miss India typish questions being asked by the interviewers, I thout that I might as well put in my list of fav BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com203tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1100244851158310492004-11-12T13:59:00.000+05:302004-11-12T13:05:26.270+05:30Long time no blog. Although I've been forced to write this time, its for a cause . Our good ol podgy kahmiri chaiwala (founder of the CCC, rescuer of dead vampires from live werewolves ) needs humara support. His only chance to come first in anything he ever participated in lies in the The Best Indian Business School Blog competition... BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1097872140179328012004-10-16T01:50:00.000+05:302004-10-16T01:59:00.180+05:30Scatology aside, when I heard the dude complain about hi roommie not flushing the WC after use, Dino came up with innvoative ideas t drive the message home: - Put bhichumatti (the scratch herb which induces acute itching) in his undies - Shit in his jeans - clean the seat with his toothbrush - stick a foto of his on the mirror with a note for him 'you shit is uglier than this' - do the dew with BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1097336868413881852004-10-09T20:59:00.000+05:302004-10-09T21:17:48.413+05:30Studying IA has becocme a ritual at this joint. That and trying to convince the self proclaimed gatekeepers of advertising that engineers have a right brain too. Meanwhile, I had grand vision of chopping off (real slowly) the fingers of people who have the inane habit of clicking 'reply all' in outlook. On the other hand i hope these people suffer from repetitive stress disorder and cannot type BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1096995539538697592004-10-05T22:11:00.000+05:302004-10-05T22:28:59.536+05:30The stench of the blog fodder is getting so bad that i have to come out of hibernation. Luckily someone elso has gotten rid of the polar bear habits too. Since har(p for pancho) binger is still in the soft copy form i guess i have to come out with some dope. First, a new names on campus: Chamdee : For sticking around the opposite sex too much. This is India baby we are very narrow minded. BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1096639236569309282004-10-01T19:16:00.000+05:302004-10-04T02:09:34.893+05:30No frogs allowed in official material. It nearly ended up being the logo at this joint. Only people kicked us in the cojones so that we would choke the ambhibian on paper immediately. And then the case took my happiness, mine and the i've-stopped-smoking-so-im-on-a-high-fat-diet chap's. A birdie told me that there's a lounge party happening on campus for 'select' people. Looks like i'll have to BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1096195564846186692004-09-26T16:12:00.001+05:302004-10-04T02:09:07.676+05:30People keep asking me - Why the anger? Anyway that doesn't matter anymore because the anger has been replaced by stupor which i plan to end today. BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1095486516574611002004-09-18T11:13:00.000+05:302004-09-18T11:18:36.573+05:30Aaarghhhh! The anger is still there, only for different reasons though. Looks like I've ultimately become a little more peaceful. Among other things, the party spree is continuing in ISB, and last night I became the first DJ to get bored of his own music, so found some respite in Kharms once again. Infact i'll get a bit more lazy and let Kharms write the rest of the blog.... Andrey Semyonovich BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1094586500394772122004-09-08T01:14:00.000+05:302004-09-08T01:18:20.396+05:30Will revive the blog tomorrow.... tonight i lie deep in ennui and anger ! Meanwhile junta should definitely give the isb blog a dekko BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1093207949494098102004-08-23T02:05:00.000+05:302004-08-23T02:23:14.600+05:30'Whats the joyjuice in this place', he asked me. 'No we dont do hash here', I replied 'So how many of you don't do hash' came the next question 'About 5 I think, and they surely don't do it in my room, but we drink a lot of beer tho' I seemed to have lost touch with blogging. ennui rules. This term is passing in a daze. Not the studies dog, but the happenings. Things have been moving too fast. BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1092341720769621652004-08-13T01:26:00.000+05:302004-08-13T17:36:20.560+05:30Types of people behind the mails on the students05 id: Careless Freaks - Those that send blank mails Careful Ones - Those that recall the erroneously sent mail People suffering from loneliness - Send every mail requesting a read receipt (please ensure you send the read receipt, lets keep them happy lest they turn psychotic) Kanban freaks - The ones that send the mails that require you to install BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1092259361966399362004-08-12T02:31:00.000+05:302004-08-12T02:52:41.966+05:30The love hate relationship between my password and me has been resolved at last. As a result D was spared of using his latent talent which he usually pits against T of the Jamal kind. Smokers were greeted with a pleasant request in the college today, which, other than being burnt in public was flouted in every possible way. Then there were talks of a cigar club being formed (sans Monica), and BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1091460908439203042004-08-02T20:30:00.000+05:302004-08-03T02:18:21.146+05:30At last Marvin gets to do something meaningful. The B&M book lets it do some business for a change to take its mind off analysing the molecular components of the doors, and of humanoids' brain cells. The famed Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster gets a mention too. The h2g2 says that the effect of a Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster is like having your brains smashed out by a slice of lemon wrapped round a BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1091377933115481752004-08-01T21:34:00.000+05:302004-08-01T22:02:13.116+05:30Now it feels like term 3. The past week was sort of a continuation of the break. With the news feed on and my sentinels on the prowl once again, I hear that people in the coupling culture have stared their first fights (and made up too, now that was fast, considering the time it took for the couples to form). The clubs have also been activated all of a sudden. The WiB Club(not Women in Black -BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1091312105656519662004-08-01T03:13:00.000+05:302004-08-01T03:45:05.656+05:30The sage who predicted Caesar's death in the ides of March, said that August is a nice month to resurrect a blog. 'Never go against a bearded soothsayer'- Ancient Surd saying. With all the happenings in the college at the start of term 3 (and I'm not talking about the zillion cases that we have to read) the beast has been doing a great job updating junta about stuff that really matters (well not BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1090583174141485172004-07-23T16:56:00.000+05:302004-07-23T17:16:14.140+05:30Term 1 results are out... all ye souls who are still reminiscing and cribbing about your grades, heres a load of gyan from over-drunk-neo-classisists. - Grades are nominal, knowldge is real. Therefore grades cannot affect the real stuff -  Inflation in this joint has affected only the nominal variables (like it does everywhere else), therefore knowledge growth is still on track. - Think of BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1090481452892247722004-07-22T12:39:00.000+05:302004-07-22T13:00:52.893+05:30Time to get the wolf out of the snow since I've seen and heard real intriguing sights and questions about the animals seen on campus. For starters, the frog with its head stuck in the crevice outside my quad. The bugger was kicking desperately in the air to get its head out. Being a tru national geogrphic fan that i am, I watched him do this for the next 45 seconds and carried on with my life. BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1089361703025065132004-07-09T13:43:00.000+05:302004-07-09T13:58:23.026+05:30Life is like staring at a wolf sitting in the snow, especially when your desktop wallpaper has the same photo. Speaking of photos, looks like Akhil dude will be able to start a club at last. (something which has nothing to do with last year for a change) BTW things about the budget session that wont be discussed in any post budget analysis session- - Laloo Shouting haramkhor in the budget BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1089056011635535232004-07-06T00:40:00.000+05:302004-07-06T01:03:31.636+05:30Satish is the dude. Kindly refer to him as "His Dudiness" or "Yoda" when you greet him. He's the chap in LRC who is a walking database on databases that are available in LRC. All ye lost souls, wandering about the spiral staircase of the LRC (and getting dizzy in the process) Satish will be your salvation. Meanwhile incase anyone has any doubts whatsoever, you can ask me. I may not tell you the BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1088892079381946172004-07-04T02:54:00.000+05:302004-07-04T03:33:27.136+05:30Teaser 1 - Who was the most photographed person at the BnC party? Teaser 2 - Which party game is in vogue these days? (Hint: there's no kissing or booze involved) Its time I put my thoughts about the ISB partying in writing, since most of us have been clubbed to death with the same party ever since we landed in this joint. Yesterday was like any other day when the crowd landed up in BnC to PARTYBigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1088709599324044652004-07-02T00:02:00.000+05:302004-07-02T00:49:59.326+05:30The blog will now offer a series based on a series that many of us who have not slept through classes know of. Presenting... Commanding Heights @ISB Prologue A global economy, 276 lost souls in search of intellectual wisdom to help them ride the technological change, dismal revelations of the reality in midst of the snake ridden, peacock strewn jungles.... The year is 2004. The place- ISB. BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1088533580653093412004-06-29T23:19:00.000+05:302004-06-29T23:56:20.653+05:30"If there is someone like me in the world, shouldn't there be someone at the other end of the spectrum?" - Elijah Price (He had broken bones when he emerged from the womb. He spent a long time looking for an unbreakable man). The Bruce Willis movie ka scene flashed before my eyes when I saw Psycho and the Hair-Banded dude emerge from the dining hall, one behind the other. "Its not a lump, its BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1088448655467090302004-06-28T23:58:00.000+05:302004-06-29T01:02:52.263+05:30After bucketloads of shitting and looking at watermelon seeds, sanity has returned. Additionaly awareness towards the surroundings has grown in leaps and bounds. Correlation capabilities at the ultimate best. It feels good to pat yourself on the back after being drained and drugged for two days. While I sit in the LRC (its one of those days when one has to study), two tables behind a newly shavedBigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1088006629338970262004-06-23T21:11:00.000+05:302004-06-24T01:20:55.170+05:30"Mujhe bhook nahin hai, you want to eat the pizza?" she asked her team mate while I stared at the two pieces, having last eaten something nearly 18 hrs ago. Its like this, at ISB there are periods of stress (some entirely due to over partying, and others due to under studying, this wasn't one of those times), it was the marketing game thingie time. 2 hrs of funky decision making and fighting, BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1087939155001550702004-06-23T02:12:00.000+05:302004-06-23T02:49:15.003+05:30Clap, its your right... ... especially when dandruff_head starts off with the same rant of "what id like to say is...", many don't subscribe to the philosophy though. So, there were talks of CP-Moral-Police doing rounds in the class today. Wonder what'll be next, this place never ceases to amaze me. No, actually I dont feel amazed any more. It's more like being hit on the head with a club. BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1087766942871787382004-06-21T02:44:00.000+05:302004-06-21T03:00:25.216+05:30Same music, same dance, same hangover, same booze (thats okie), same folks standing around the dance floor, same people looking lost due to lack of coke, same people looking happy after a swig of beer. What was different then, the colors- the ones that people wore, the ones they wished they could wear, the ones that people were looking at, the one people wished others wore. Talk about using the BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1087664502833564922004-06-19T22:01:00.000+05:302004-06-19T22:48:52.096+05:30The best part of the marketing game thingie is that people get to satisfy my idiosyncracies of naming products to personify themselves. (And thats the news from the resident_shrinks dept.) Besides that, the game also brought out the partying best in people. Saw many parties going on till 8 am even though some lesser mortals were refused the pleasure of a music system in the mirror pool. BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1087477498986610002004-06-17T18:22:00.000+05:302004-06-17T21:53:57.740+05:30The flu in the air is frying junta's brains. Rants about the olfactory organ dying due to the smell of people sitting next to some people in the new class seating arrangement, cribs about the flying dandruff in air clouding the ppt being screened, the irritating groaning of CP pakodas being the harbinger of the real thing to come are all doing rounds in the wet corridor outside the cafe BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1087317824999976862004-06-15T21:56:00.000+05:302004-06-15T22:13:45.000+05:30Blue Dart ought to close shop, the chaps can't deliver a greenish looking painting done with a bolt, in one piece. The painting (or the arty looking thingie) surely took my case today. Firstly, the glass was all shattered when i opened it up (people please bear with a whining surd, I dont do this often), then the painting didn't make much sense to me. So, I thought naming it would help me be at BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1087233183403122992004-06-14T22:09:00.000+05:302004-06-15T00:36:40.900+05:30Scaramouche,scaramouche will you do the fandango... ...or something to that effect echoed in my head at 8 am in the morning. The leftover sanity in me told me to go back to sleep, so I did. I guess the chicken sandwiches were wonky last night. That didn't stop Kaul boy from his post drinking antics(which never fail to entertain, except those who aren't very impressed with him jumping on their BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1087061034114823812004-06-12T22:03:00.000+05:302004-06-12T22:53:54.116+05:30News from the party_like_mad dept is that the campus averaged around 3 big (10+ people) parties every night. Meanwhile, reporters from the study_like_mad dept report that on an average 10 pages of term 2 related stuff was read by the people out here. The fraternities in the college gained some momentum this weekend. Not that the fear of snakes and animosity towards a certain cretin brought the BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1086963372775094242004-06-11T19:24:00.000+05:302004-06-11T19:49:07.256+05:30"I'm not going any farther" said the surd whom I would ditch next morning "It's all rock man, see. No snakes" I shouted back encouragingly "Nahin be mai ja raha hoon" and so ended the trek barely into 10 minutes of the walk. Snakes have been providing non stop entertainment in the hostels till now. The caretaking staff enjoys killing them (and then declaring the snake to be poisonous), some chapsBigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1086816320992372672004-06-10T01:59:00.000+05:302004-06-10T02:55:20.993+05:30Affiliation, accredition, deemed university...it was tough convincing some people today. Even though this place can attract corporates to daan 15 lakhs worth schols, we still have to freaking prove that we a univ kinda thingie. "Dude! Have a drink instead." that would be Raghu's reply. That's what i did yesterday. The BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1086627604619516632004-06-07T22:15:00.000+05:302004-06-07T23:31:27.476+05:30A typical Cassius clay one-two floored many today. It brought out guilt pangs of not studying, anger directed at the meek (who had no choice but get thrashed even after a screwed up exam), delirium in the quasi-delirious and triumph in cracking the papers. On the way down to the atrium, someone in the elevator asked. "eh.. securities to aadha kab bechengey". No CA in the lift(they were already BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1086453949788401172004-06-05T21:46:00.000+05:302004-06-05T22:17:57.616+05:30Emails, a bane for those who have not set up their personal folders as yet. The morning came as a shock to me when I saw a lone unread email since last night. Either the Kreps dude has done wonders with junta or the zest for incessant emailing to project oneself as a saviour of mankind (and womankind and diversity candidates) has ultimately died down with the end of the first term. That brings meBigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1086367420849896152004-06-04T21:28:00.000+05:302004-06-05T09:07:45.326+05:30"Tenshun Bop", Had Rohit been here, he would have said just that. Junta is fighting it out over mail today. All because of a list which a bunch of people compiled a few days ago. Well not that exactly, I think that issue got side tracked due to self proclaimed moral police and neo intellects at ISB. Im told that logs (along with Krepps) not lists are the cynosure of all attention today. To that BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1086300025816063242004-06-04T03:02:00.000+05:302004-06-04T11:06:49.313+05:30The last day of the term. Here's what happened today- - At least 5 people asked me about the list thingy. Interpretations apart, I think the site should have continued. It sure was a pot full of masala. - People peaked in craking stats jokes. My life is doomed. First came the goan jokes, then the engineering jokes, the geek jokes, the IT jokes (which never seem to end) and now jokes on BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1086208765647022832004-06-03T01:51:00.000+05:302004-06-03T02:09:25.646+05:30The campus is getting active at last ... with lists, rumors and news about happenings in the middle of the night (and evening) floating around. Besides that, SV2 sees a regular congregation of beer lovers, rum swigging bums and lets-party-after-studies junta in the common area nearly every night arond 2am. It was at one of these parties that various dance styles were rediscovered, enacted, taughtBigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1085821357748739402004-05-29T14:21:00.000+05:302004-05-29T14:32:37.746+05:30Khasmanu nu khani - she who devours her husband Bataon - Brinjal Rud gaya - Roll over - Punjabi expletives and vegetables, these words keep propping up in discussions. The first two have been attributed to certain individuals for no reason at all. Here's how to name a person in college. Scene 1 "Lets call her Bimla Kotler" "uh okie, put pass the bottle, man" "Ya man, Bimla Kotler's a good name" "BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1085765875309266202004-05-28T22:56:00.000+05:302004-05-28T23:07:55.310+05:30"If you don't mind, can i overshoot the time by 15 mins" asked Suresh "Suuuuuuurrrreeeee" resonated the 90+ voices. Thats the Accounting extra class for you. One place where the CP shitheads prefer to keep their trap shut and try to get some gyan. It was quite a decent run from last evening. Okie here's a rundown starting from 5PM last evening: Shot some hoops-sprained an ankle-landed at TDS- BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1085584130689668892004-05-26T20:18:00.000+05:302004-05-26T20:38:50.696+05:30Yellow - represents playfulness, light, creativity, warmth and an easygoing attitude toward life. The dudette chose to brighten the class with the color. With 53% of the class nearly asleep during the first lecture (again!) the color surely did some good to brighten the class. I (and a coupla other chaps) was sleepy for an entirely different reason though. Scene -last night - C7 - time 2 AM : "BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1085505371227137522004-05-25T22:41:00.000+05:302004-05-25T22:46:11.226+05:30Kauli flower Kaul mine Kaul boy Kaul aaj aur kal Kaul cutta Kaul dron Kaul lateral Kaul ter (Kotler misspelt) vo Kaul chords equivo Kaul Coca Kaul a That's (K)all folks! BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1085416531677901062004-05-24T21:52:00.000+05:302004-05-24T22:05:31.676+05:30T Shirts with stuff written on it should only be worn by men. No, im not on a sexist trip. Its just that compulsive T shirt readers often find themselves in an embarrassing situation staring at a Tshirt. Have coupla people out here who put in a daily sher. The shers are actually quite entertaining. So much so that I'm going to paste some of them in this blog for want of matter to be written BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1085328391559148452004-05-23T21:20:00.000+05:302004-05-23T21:36:31.560+05:30A marathon session in the library with my drinkng buddies was the highlight of the day. Tea, lunch, smokes and trying to get to the roof garden kept happening in between the effort to know Economics better. Also happened to find out that the library has some real funky books. Have already started making a list of what all stuff to read, the course seem too donnish anyway, i think the books will BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1085243742351965982004-05-22T21:52:00.003+05:302004-05-22T23:55:19.173+05:302 people are the calmest of the lot in the batch of 2005. For entirely different reasons though. One is very pragmatic about his ways and doesn't believe in the pedantic stuff going on, the other is oblivious of the fact that one needs to clear exams to get to the next term. While junta is busy completing assignments, battling it out with their respective groups, conving the group CA to finish BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1085135894262157532004-05-21T15:43:00.000+05:302004-05-21T22:28:44.856+05:30Simple math sans probability would tell that its been a week since i posted some stuff. Lotsa stuff happened this week. I'll start off from today right upto 15th, and as I proceed i'll realize that i've forgotten most of the stuff that happened last week. In the race between replenishing my gray cells and gratifying my taste buds with alcohol, the latter takes the cake and the bakery. Any way BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1084480697439420672004-05-14T01:54:00.000+05:302004-05-14T14:15:56.180+05:302 minutes of fame, thats what everyone wanted when they scurried infront of the camera, 2 cameras infact. That doesn't matter however. What mattered today is that 180 students tried fitting in an FADM class. The TA rocked with his method of teaching. Luckily the CP Gods kept their trap shut. Probably because they were hadkaofied by our very own Class rep. Nevertheless, some vague junta still BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-108437414768205352004-05-12T20:18:00.000+05:302004-05-12T20:33:25.863+05:30Intellectual Masturbation - Thats what Samar called it. CP is shooting through the ceiling in the class. Infact CP and the number of assignments, both are taking my case in this joint. There was some talk about Kafka in class today and for some reason I kept thinking about Kharms. It wass only when metamorphosis was mentioned that I got back to reality. Both names start with K. That screwed up myBigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1084292894679715622004-05-11T21:48:00.000+05:302004-05-11T21:58:14.680+05:30More names were coined today, an interesting one being leenda which when translated to a language spoken by lotsa people means thin shit. This happened on the smoke deck outside the classroom. Thats the place I got got to know that I screwed up on the quiz. And if that wasn't enough, the chicken pox scare is still on. Junta attended a great leadership talk today while I was toying around with BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1084187857881702392004-05-10T16:43:00.000+05:302004-05-10T23:23:51.580+05:30Today's news: --The big guy has a fetish for coming up with new names, heard him call someone moti.(as in the teri meherbaniyaan dog, the one that jacki shroff saves and plays around with) --Among other things that chicken pox thingie is spreading in the hostels. The sher guy is down with the bug too --CP kings/ queens didn't have a good day at college --I have an anthem for the crow cult. All BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1084126591759243272004-05-09T23:46:00.000+05:302004-05-09T23:51:02.733+05:30Had Mithunda seen my presentation today, there would have been tears of happiness in his eyes. The one who visualizes-and-conceptualizes along with me presented a case to include Mithunda's movies and value proposition as an elective at the ISB. At least the weekend (it sure didn't seem like one courtesy the LDP) ended on a good note. Roaming around in a formal fancy dress costume was real drab.BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-108395049209403342004-05-07T22:51:00.000+05:302004-05-07T22:56:16.123+05:30The last few days weren't hectic all. All i had to do was compromise on my sleep while I trudged through a barrage of cliched dialogues, slept through heavy jingoism, watched LOTR (which i must say definitely has some great effects), learnt to juggle bottles, tried finding food in hyderabad past midnight, irritated rickshaw drivers with my crappy jokes, got invited to be a dj at a pub, drank my BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1083754718020733232004-05-05T16:28:00.000+05:302004-05-05T16:33:02.513+05:30This place never sleeps. (except in the afternoons, if there are no classes in the evenings) With the hallowed (for the lack of a better adjective) assignment out of the way, I see people breath a bit easy. Since I had some time at hand in between classes today, I got talking to the other Kaul and tried to brush up on my Kashmiri expletives. Did'nt get much help there so I got the original Kaul BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1083326510945986702004-04-30T17:31:00.000+05:302004-04-30T22:14:43.373+05:30Profound dialogue of the day "If your eulogy doesn't have a mention of your biggest dream, then your life wasn't worth living" or something to that tune. That was the closing statement of the UGM class. After which started the weekend. On the other hand, an important mail ended with "Have a good weekend". Ya right! I sure will. Its all about balance. Devote equal number of hours to party and BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1083266926157918522004-04-30T00:58:00.000+05:302004-04-30T01:03:28.310+05:30Am looking forward to friday, Ive never been off drinks for so long (its been nearly 13 days i guess) unless i decide not to drink. This isn't one of those lets-not-drink-till-30th times. Today I really need a drink, I have to write my eulogy. Im getting real profound thoughts because of the eulog thingie, but i think i'll let them pass for i decided that this blog wont contain any heavy stuff. BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1083157090085076952004-04-28T18:28:00.000+05:302004-04-28T22:17:16.200+05:30Attended a talk on History of Modern Art in India. Saw some nice paintings while junta sleeping in the row behind me. Someone asked an interesting question on why people in India buy paintings by big names. That reminded me of a discussion i had with a friend of mine during one of the drinking sessions. We had attributed to a whole lot of things - status symbol, yuppiness,aesthetic value, becauseBigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1083067763780138242004-04-27T17:39:00.000+05:302004-04-27T21:59:35.263+05:305 Re coins - the most sought after currency denomination at ISB. Why? To feed the tea/coffee machines which dispense tea/coffee made from tea leaves dried and crushed by a psoriasis suffering worker who didn't realize that the tea leaves being crushed were also getting soaked in his sweat. Speaking of sweat, it was one good basketball game today. Met coupla good players and plenty others willing BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841870.post-1082956980803273062004-04-26T10:53:00.000+05:302004-04-27T17:31:11.123+05:309 days into ISB is an ideal time to start a blog. Actually it felt like 19 days till a few moments ago, thats when Gautam came along and roared "Its been 9 days man, not 19". There hasn't been a routine day at the ISB till date and as a result the to-do purchis in my pockets have been replaced by numerous entries in MS Outlook and my phone calendar. However, all that is besides the point, what's BigEyedFishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08966451575076073143noreply@blogger.com0