More than a week has passed since the most talked about festival, (In my facebook account atleast) having passed. Mixed emotions had previously prevailed and still do. Stuff like, "what now, Brian?", "Your three years are done" kept moving through my mind. More so as I saw my fellow comrades from the '09 version of the very popular fest (Yes, you should realize by now, I am trying to write the post without mentioning the very name of the festival).
The three days this time around carried the same little powerful concoction of love,quarrels, oodles of sweat, energy drinks and a few good showers of rain. As a proud third year, I made sure I was at hand all the time, but only stepped in for a bit of damage control. Reason being, no matter how much i wanted, the 2010 version just wasn't my fest. I mean, i still cared about this mammoth of a media-mash but this year, there were people who cared much much more. Who probably shed more tears and blood getting into it than i may have ever done even in my three years as that huge dodgy security volunteer.
Again, as much as i would want to give a day-by-day synopsis of my first love, I shouldn't do so as it would probably spoil the reason behind this post anyway.
I can only say that as i sat there as one of the many in the crowd of white T-shirts (some with ugly brown patches and some with really sweaty armpits) waiting for the Chairperson (A junior I love and Adore, Tushar)to speak, I could only have preserved this moment for eternity. After all, Last Polaris Man (There I said it!) Its probably atleast another 5 years before I can return to this platform as an eager judge, or a Rich and smiling sponsor. Before that happened, i wanted to get in all i can. I probably gave bear hugs to 60-odd people in that hour. I sank into tears and was laughing wholeheartedly right in the next moment. One moment I loved Sudu for something, the next moment I cursed him for eating into the Chairperson's speech.
But there was nothing, nothing at all that could stop me from being a proud BMM Wilsonian that particular night. Nothing could help me stop grinning, even the fact that I had to catch a bus to Mahabaleshwar in about 6 hours time, nor the fact that my body was aching in weird places i never knew existed.
Thats the magic my friends, THAT is exactly what happens when you give in your all. You just sit down and take it in, ONE last time.
Showing posts with label polaris. Show all posts
Showing posts with label polaris. Show all posts
July 27, 2010
June 22, 2010
TYBMM: The Start
Considering I've missed one week of college and have no clue about the first two of my most important projects, I'm not someone who should probably dictate how the classes really "are" going, but anyways, since this is my blog and I have the permission to be ever-so-random and cynical, I shall review my first few days of the year marking the end of my life as a collegiate.
The Mood is very much so gloomy. Now the advent of the monsoons and the excellent view of a drenched chowpatty should actually prove otherwise, but i guess there is this intermittent fear within each of us; the usual "Last Year, Last Class" emotions. I assume this is pretty much foolish as there still is a whole year ahead and I secretly wonder if people aren't already fed up of the same classmates, their silly mood swings and their consistent food fads and phobias, but then again, my opinion stands alone.
Polaris should have pretty much been the norms on everyone's minds by now at least, I was guessing. For a moment i even felt that the SY committee's attitude was lackluster and ever-so-laid back. But then again, maybe i want too much, too fast probably like a worried mother constantly keeping that faithful eye on her kid playing outdoors. I have done all i possibly can to increase the enthusiasm and it was then that i realized, that i should actually be chilling out and let them cause their own problems, find their own solutions while pretty much sitting and taking it all in. My Last Polaris in Wilson. Considering my obsession with the word and the sheer hatred to the same by the few-hundreds in my Facebook friend list, I should probably take in the sights, the sounds, and the overflowing Power Horse like any other college senior.
The exit of the 11 Odd students from the otherwise cheapest BMM class was not something we grieved about, but they will be missed for their individualistic compositions in this boiling-pot of a collective crowd. I actually envy the dozen knowing very well that all of them can and WILL take my case when it comes to writing articles and other written notes. Then again, Im in advertising....I have the best of lecturers and am on the path of what i want to become. That should pretty much satisfy the cowering writer who lies beneath. Hibernate for now, my man. Your time too shall come.
Rani Ma'am's departure from BMM was of course something i wasn't expecting for a long time. But things happen, and i must say the two new professors have a niche of their own and will one day, (i'm sure) grow to understand Sudhakar as the un-questionable.
That is pretty much my summary. I understand it sounded much like a report for a college magazine, but it was pretty much from what my mind could blabber out. Ciao!
The Mood is very much so gloomy. Now the advent of the monsoons and the excellent view of a drenched chowpatty should actually prove otherwise, but i guess there is this intermittent fear within each of us; the usual "Last Year, Last Class" emotions. I assume this is pretty much foolish as there still is a whole year ahead and I secretly wonder if people aren't already fed up of the same classmates, their silly mood swings and their consistent food fads and phobias, but then again, my opinion stands alone.
Polaris should have pretty much been the norms on everyone's minds by now at least, I was guessing. For a moment i even felt that the SY committee's attitude was lackluster and ever-so-laid back. But then again, maybe i want too much, too fast probably like a worried mother constantly keeping that faithful eye on her kid playing outdoors. I have done all i possibly can to increase the enthusiasm and it was then that i realized, that i should actually be chilling out and let them cause their own problems, find their own solutions while pretty much sitting and taking it all in. My Last Polaris in Wilson. Considering my obsession with the word and the sheer hatred to the same by the few-hundreds in my Facebook friend list, I should probably take in the sights, the sounds, and the overflowing Power Horse like any other college senior.
The exit of the 11 Odd students from the otherwise cheapest BMM class was not something we grieved about, but they will be missed for their individualistic compositions in this boiling-pot of a collective crowd. I actually envy the dozen knowing very well that all of them can and WILL take my case when it comes to writing articles and other written notes. Then again, Im in advertising....I have the best of lecturers and am on the path of what i want to become. That should pretty much satisfy the cowering writer who lies beneath. Hibernate for now, my man. Your time too shall come.
Rani Ma'am's departure from BMM was of course something i wasn't expecting for a long time. But things happen, and i must say the two new professors have a niche of their own and will one day, (i'm sure) grow to understand Sudhakar as the un-questionable.
That is pretty much my summary. I understand it sounded much like a report for a college magazine, but it was pretty much from what my mind could blabber out. Ciao!
April 30, 2010
TYBMM (The Thank You BMM Year)
Haven't blogged in quite some time I understand. 3 Months to be precise. Got a little too pre-occupied with my one week emergency trip to the Gulf, the final few project submissions of SY and the Exams. Did'nt notice the blog much too, thanks to the tiny stream of readers that I acquire.
Have tried out registering with Indi Blogger, a community for Indian bloggers. Am not much of a blogger, but i didnt mind signing up. After all, who knows what awaits? Anyways, Got this mini-kind of a job too, with a College campus website . That apart, am officially a Third Year BMM student now. Won't say that the clock ticked rather fast, but yes, it is indeed a happy realization.
The SSR interviews shall commence in a month from now, asking us to get our facts right else change colleges. According to him, "Hinduja's" is always there, arms flung open. Once I get past that lucrative offer, I will have stepped into the specialised world of advertising, where projects will be huge, and finances will need to be gathered from every nook and corner. I would like to think of TY as the "Thank You" year, where people usually take a side-step from the festivals, the major chunk of GM, and set off on a journey of self-realisation. To most, this journey is short and extremely confusing. I would like the GM and the festivals, please. It is my last year, and i believe its worth a good shot. Will be good to see Wilson win atleast one major media festival this year. Not that it'll count much once we've done our TY, but such a step would definitely boost our juniors' confidence. Who knows, three years on, the "BMM Ka Baap" chant might be redifined to suit the cheap and sleazy crowd at Wilson!
TY will also see a great deal of patch-ups, i guess. No one would want to give silent goodbyes, that, as a silent spectator to our class, I am SURE! Actually speaking, I've got some broken strings to mend myself. To be precise, Just ONE. Hope that works out. Will be a good farewell only when I have got rid of all the grudges. ALL.
In other news, here is something i just HAVE to mention, my friend, Manish Usapkar has acquired a rather expensive tool which will surely help him to scale newer heights. The problem being, please join me in my prayers that the tool shall remain spotless and safe. He has received a lot of criticism already, here's hoping he shall justify it....
Also, Polaris 2010 is gonna hit the BMM colleges again. The dates remain the same from last year, but the theme and the outlook will be different. Snazzier events have been drawn out, and It sounds very promising. Best of Luck to my Second Year's on that.
So, my random rantings draw to a close. It is past mid-night and the sleep still has to set in. Tata.
Have tried out registering with Indi Blogger, a community for Indian bloggers. Am not much of a blogger, but i didnt mind signing up. After all, who knows what awaits? Anyways, Got this mini-kind of a job too, with a College campus website . That apart, am officially a Third Year BMM student now. Won't say that the clock ticked rather fast, but yes, it is indeed a happy realization.
The SSR interviews shall commence in a month from now, asking us to get our facts right else change colleges. According to him, "Hinduja's" is always there, arms flung open. Once I get past that lucrative offer, I will have stepped into the specialised world of advertising, where projects will be huge, and finances will need to be gathered from every nook and corner. I would like to think of TY as the "Thank You" year, where people usually take a side-step from the festivals, the major chunk of GM, and set off on a journey of self-realisation. To most, this journey is short and extremely confusing. I would like the GM and the festivals, please. It is my last year, and i believe its worth a good shot. Will be good to see Wilson win atleast one major media festival this year. Not that it'll count much once we've done our TY, but such a step would definitely boost our juniors' confidence. Who knows, three years on, the "BMM Ka Baap" chant might be redifined to suit the cheap and sleazy crowd at Wilson!
TY will also see a great deal of patch-ups, i guess. No one would want to give silent goodbyes, that, as a silent spectator to our class, I am SURE! Actually speaking, I've got some broken strings to mend myself. To be precise, Just ONE. Hope that works out. Will be a good farewell only when I have got rid of all the grudges. ALL.
In other news, here is something i just HAVE to mention, my friend, Manish Usapkar has acquired a rather expensive tool which will surely help him to scale newer heights. The problem being, please join me in my prayers that the tool shall remain spotless and safe. He has received a lot of criticism already, here's hoping he shall justify it....
Also, Polaris 2010 is gonna hit the BMM colleges again. The dates remain the same from last year, but the theme and the outlook will be different. Snazzier events have been drawn out, and It sounds very promising. Best of Luck to my Second Year's on that.
So, my random rantings draw to a close. It is past mid-night and the sleep still has to set in. Tata.
May 26, 2009
Polly wants a Cracker!.....A Real Big Cracker....!
Hey People!
Face it, Im back....to where my heart belongs....Polaris....the one word worth a lotta effort. And btw, im back in mumbai too.
These few days......MAN...just got a pinch of the giant dose that all the resident polaris team is puttin in.....nd whoa...it was an awakening.
Cant let out much information on the sponsor status. Coz we are quite a bit steady now, and i dont want some ass from the bmm department of Ali Baba College to poke fun. Seriously. Festival Work is goin kinda hectic, but manageable, coz u know its one of the things we actually learn in our course. We've burnt so much midnight oil that I was sure we caused the hike in oil prices. Lotta designing goin on lately. The looks of various things. a little pinch here a little pluck there.
And the future definitely looks positive. Id like to see a Polaris where evry1 dabbles in a bit of fun and tension, and goes home as bubbly as ever.
Very Short Note, Very Random Note......I know....but my thoughts as of this moment arent so constructive and bold. So this is it....jus wanted to update the rare abominable snowman who reads my blog. :)
Keep reading Yeti, and Hope ya get Polarised.!!!
April 13, 2009
Ek kaam...Polaris ke naam!
Come the month of june..
and a certain group of BMM students shall be heard singing a new song..
The lyrics have already been put together...
The theme is fixed on "Never say Never"..
Unique individuals shall lend their voices,
to ensure inclusion of ONLY the right choices...
The groundwork is amazing..
Something that people at the Moffice will "hopefully" keep praising.. :D
I don't say that it'll be something hatke...
But Its gotta have some Jhatke-Matke...
After all we're Wilson BMM and we're cheap...
and luckily enough, thats not our reason to weep........
The CP has a dedicated soul..
He's someone who's definitely gonna make some heads roll...
Its not that we'll be giving volunteers the pink slip..
But again, we never said we won't use a whip........
About the Two DCPs, the less said the better..
One's a man of few words, and the other's ironically sweeter..
Three hot-heads down......8 more to go.....
Defining them isn't all so-so......
I'm thus doin you all a favour....
By not letting out our committee's flavor.......
Coming to the Tys, they're a bunch as sweet as ever...
They've done a Polaris...and so we're expecting them to be clever..
They've had their moments.....and they should have some more.... :D
So here we come with Polaris '09.....
hoping that we do well.....
to ring many a bell....
taking the "blitz" of bmm on a wild "detour", while keeping in mind our "Copyrights" and definitely our "Lakshya", not to forget our sole existence of "02"
Cheerios to my readers.....and lastly....... HAIL Polaris!
and a certain group of BMM students shall be heard singing a new song..
The lyrics have already been put together...
The theme is fixed on "Never say Never"..
Unique individuals shall lend their voices,
to ensure inclusion of ONLY the right choices...
The groundwork is amazing..
Something that people at the Moffice will "hopefully" keep praising.. :D
I don't say that it'll be something hatke...
But Its gotta have some Jhatke-Matke...
After all we're Wilson BMM and we're cheap...
and luckily enough, thats not our reason to weep........
The CP has a dedicated soul..
He's someone who's definitely gonna make some heads roll...
Its not that we'll be giving volunteers the pink slip..
But again, we never said we won't use a whip........
About the Two DCPs, the less said the better..
One's a man of few words, and the other's ironically sweeter..
Three hot-heads down......8 more to go.....
Defining them isn't all so-so......
I'm thus doin you all a favour....
By not letting out our committee's flavor.......
Coming to the Tys, they're a bunch as sweet as ever...
They've done a Polaris...and so we're expecting them to be clever..
They've had their moments.....and they should have some more.... :D
So here we come with Polaris '09.....
hoping that we do well.....
to ring many a bell....
taking the "blitz" of bmm on a wild "detour", while keeping in mind our "Copyrights" and definitely our "Lakshya", not to forget our sole existence of "02"
Cheerios to my readers.....and lastly....... HAIL Polaris!
March 24, 2009
Destination: Home Sweet Home
Ok….by the time you people get to read this, I must have already reached the heavenly abode of Salalah, also known as God’s own Kerala……(A term coined by one of my friends on orkut…….hoping he doesn’t have a copyright). Now I am sitting on the plush leather chairs on the Mumbai airport, the ones with polished steel spines. The Boarding Area is deserted. I arrived early. A result of my high levels of preparedness, and of course, Past experience. Believe me! You do not want to get into a tussle with Oman Air. The Staff there are simply illogical. So, coming back to me and my loneliness….Im SUCH a despo na……..doin blogging as TP.
Aila! The Egypt air flight just exited the parking space. That’s right. It’s the Egypt Air which is supposedly flying to Kuala Lumpur. Ok, forgetting my sarcasm. Lets arrive at the point. My Despo eyes are hunting for the plane among planes having the trademark Gold and silver symbol, and two words which distinctly remind me of home “Oman Air”.
Home! Yaay! Salalah………..Man I couldn’t have waited more for this moment. But come to think about it….Was it really the longing for home, or just the want to get the hell out of that Hostel? Pata nahin……….But whatever it is, I’m going home. And that’s my permanent address. Coz there’s No place like HOME.
Polaris. Had lots of it in the past two days, and I know that its just a spoonful of the ton of servings we’re gonna have. Its just a teeny-weeny mushroom on the base of a life-slice cheese pizza. But atleast it’s a mushroom, and not a molecule of pepper. Whatever it may be……Starting polaris was fun. A group of daring, arguable individuals who want to get pissed off. Now that’s our committee!
Coming back to the enticing prospect of Salalah. I’m coming home, little green lady, be prepared. I wont wreck havoc, but at the same time, u cant expect an Air condition deprived supposed mumbaiite to stay quiet can you?
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