I call this blog a Scrambled Erratum! The description goes like this - "Aggregate of individuals
are left in confused state as even the smallest subatomic matter in their respective brains make
them scratch their heads by self or mechanical/electronic means, intentionally/unintentionally
deviating from what is correct, right or true."

First day of my last semester...

I was feeling restless on the day when the doors of the gaol opened again. Despite my best efforts at taking my sight off the same old junkyard of scarecrows; where they were standing right in front of the department which is considered as the most awful moment for a student entering into one’s department on the reopening day of bright and last semester in one’s college life.

I opted for the stairs which was the only option available; no butterflies, no birds, and no tender coconuts. As a matter of fact it was the heaven of Bachelor’s in their unique philosophy; next, to the shouts of what meaning such a bloody tragedy could have, I have to admit that I hardly touched err... spoke to a girl in our college.

I entered the class and sat down at the last desk (view point which mainly focuses MBA department) [:p], glum and disheartened.

Cling! Cling! Cling! The bell rang.... I asked myself “What now, Tolstoy?” Something was going on really wrong and it was a HOT black orang-utan that arrived, who suffers from psycho sexual disorder (If you ask my chap Saby you’d come to know more about it... :P) and started noting down the frequencies of our presence... Oh my god... Gosh! He was my so called pedagogue. I was let down, but I heard something which was like honey flowing into my ears... Noddle of our domain was kicked out of his seat, the old one doesn’t deserve to sit in that chair; not even for one trillionth of an atto second (10^-18 sec), I wonder how he got his doctorate. Hope the new one is good.

The next class began and it was a lady... lady... lady staff. She was gorgeous, curvy, fair, romantic...grr... it is not the looks I stress upon... She is far better than any other men staff... polite, gentle, fluent, in depth knowledge in subject and the way in which she moves with the students beats every other staff in 9:1 ratio(except for few). But conversation was easy to come by and so, experienced a spry in our class.

I was walking towards the bus faster with the hands inside the pockets. The usage of the word faster here in the most relaxed sense. I chose the demeanour- calm, quiet and introspective- did something to soothe my shattered self for worthless reasons which used to linger my mind quiet often. I parked my ass behind the girl’s seat and the seat before me was occupied by some insane girl and the one whom I didn’t like from the early days of college. But she had some pulchritudinous features :d. I have never been so close to her before, I tried hard clinging to the window but, she was a botanical garden with lot of curves who made me focus on her. But she belongs to someone else so am I. For the first time superabundant gush was such a shock that I became incoherent and my face collapsed (definitely not because of that girl but some other weird reason) and I fainted in the arms of nobody but on the window and finally managed myself to reach home.

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12 Comments:

Anonymous Sri said...

Good Post to begin with.It says he can talk about "nothing" as a topic for an hour with captivation.

9:06 PM, December 21, 2007  
Blogger Gads said...

Machi, you can be rest assured I will never read your posts if you include such incomprehensible words.

9:13 PM, December 21, 2007  
Blogger Raghuveeran said...

@Srinath
Long time since i posted dude... so wrote about something but nothing in particular...

@Gadha
umm... u double click on any word in my blog... ull be given the meaning of the word... if it in its dictionary...

9:43 PM, December 21, 2007  
Anonymous Santa Claus said...

Mind yr words, fkr!! :P . how dare u call yr class in charge a person of pyscho sexual disorder?? btw how do u know tat??? had sex wit him??? btw why dint yu mention about eating yr lunch, peeing etc.... n ya black bitch??? how dare.. who d fk r u to comment on tat... u think u look handsome... ??? dirty ass!! :P...

12:35 AM, December 22, 2007  
Blogger Raghuveeran said...

@santa claus
this baby doesn't understand...How do u say that a particular person is a killer.. by getting killed by that person..nope seeing someone else getting fkd... that applies here... the person may not have had sex but I witnessed a friend of mine being molested in front of everyone...

If u wnt u read or just sod off from this page...

ya I dare...

yes I'm to my eyes....

8:04 AM, December 22, 2007  
Anonymous yamunan said...

hey its a bit cool, and i get ur feelings dude. But for this topic, it seems like u expect a lot out of college. Dat is a big damn jail n u xpect to hav butterflies n all tat. May b v will hav them in d books, lifeless, loveless. N keep an eye on the words u use, it may pose a bit of nonsense getting into cheap petty fights....

12:16 PM, December 22, 2007  
Blogger Raghuveeran said...

@yamunan
You can expect atleast one butterfly in other colleges... but am not even able to find an egg...

don't worry most of our class mates were not notified about the post...

4:22 PM, December 22, 2007  
Anonymous rajath said...

machaan... seriously!!! the way u hv elaborated on little issues is good... but i guess the overall theme of ur writing of this article is only to announce ur return into the blogging arena after a long long so-called semester break!!!!

nice one though!!! cool... hv a fun filled last semester!! :)

btw... who is that figure?? :p

5:00 PM, December 22, 2007  
Blogger Dogastray said...

Seriously .. was that a girl.. of all the times that i have set foot in ur college premises , i havent see a girl till now ..

P.S .. is she the daughter of that psycho sexual maniac .. ??

8:59 PM, December 22, 2007  
Blogger Mahesh said...

adada...wat a great description about your class incharge da...super super...appadiye thamizh words ezhudhi irundha locala irundhurukkum... modha naale ippadiya?? rock on for the entire sem!!

9:26 PM, December 22, 2007  
Blogger Kavya said...

aren't u quite over-reacting? wat is it u r frustrated about?is it the absence of the butter flies or a sensible topic to write abt?

10:24 PM, December 22, 2007  
Blogger Raghuveeran said...

@ rajath
"have a fun filled last semester!!"

enna nakkala?
try appy and nobody else... :p

@dogastray
Wow!! that is quite tricky, hmm yA it was a girl...on that day and that day alone... I think SHE underwent a real gender change and became a SHE again...lol

nope psycho sexual maniac's daughter is just 1yr old...

@mahesh
unfortunately I have college 2 days a week...

fortunately they happen to be half days...

@kavya
Reaction depends on the situation and its impact... impact and its reaction are directly proportional to each other... :d

I was not frustrated because of absence of butterflies but for some other reason...and the absence of butterflies makes me feeeeel for it... hmm!!

Sensibility of topic depends on the reader... if the reader is dumb then the topic looks dumber......

This may not be applicable for a blogger because he/she who blogs is a legend... unlike the other monologue morons.

You may look dumb here and gr8 in some other place... so please

7:34 AM, December 23, 2007  

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