College Bakchodi

College Bakchodi

Director : Mohit Mahajan

Release date : 7th sem, 2007.

Genre : Comedy/ Drama/ Action/ Thriller/ Suspense/ No Romance Whatsoever

Tagline : Exam fever strikes Manipal !! Everybody beware...

Run time : 194 seconds

Location : Room 213, 7th block, MIT Hostels

Cast :

Aravind Kumar : Tragic hero
Shomik Dutta : Village idiot/ Country bumpkin
Mohit Mahajan : Voice that spurs the action on
Vaibhav Aiyar : Accomplice and fellow action 'spurrer'
Deepak Padmakumar : Villain/ Caffein addict

Plot and Review :

Aravind Kumar, in a stellar performance plays the very Shakespearean role of the tragic, fallen hero. An industrious, hard working, studious and intelligent Instrumentation and Control Engineering student ( that's an oxymoron right there) , the first scene shows this endearing character trying hard to prepare for the next day's examination. In walks the class dunce, Shomik, who didnt need to prepare much for his role. He just needed to be himself and the result as you can see is quite natural. There follows some brief exchange of dialogue which basically consists of double entendres. As the characters are built up right before your eyes, in walks the villain, Deepak Padmakumar. He plays his role with aplomb, and the viewer is immediately attracted to his persona. He manages to be endearing and repulsive at the same time.

It 's obvious that Deepak would do anything for coffee. Eyeing the flask at Aravind's table he plans and executes his strategy in a meticulous fashion, ably supported by his sidekick and confidant Vaibhav Aiyar. The ruthlessness with which he shreds to bits Aravind's notes is heartbreaking, a scene that will surely be a tear-jerker even for the coldest hearts. The next scene is downright disgusting. The impudence with which the shreds are scattered over Aravind's head and into his coffee, following which Deepak proceeds to drink the coffee is quite symbolic (symbolic of what? I have not a clue) . It may cause you to revulse and maybe even regurgitate the remnants of your last meal.

This is the last straw for Aravind. Consumed by passion, overwhelmed by anger, a catharsis takes place. Pent up emotions are released, violently. He resorts to violence and raises doubts as to the legitimacy of Deepak's relations with his female siblings. Thus falls our great hero, from the high esteem we held him in so far. Rage made him an animal(and not a domesticated one). This is what MIT does to people.

Mayhem ensues and there is a battle of epic proportions, following which like all good Indian movies, suddenly everything stops (no mothers accidentally killed in this one, that would just be cliched) and everybody lives happily ever after.

The End.

Rating out of 10 : That s for you to decide.

'Blowing' it Out of Proportion

Firstly, I must ask the Swiss to forgive me for I come from a land where blowing one's nose is regarded as an activity to be executed only under extreme neccessity , and that too rather surreptitiously, with a slightly embarrassed look on the face widely considered a must. This might come as a surprise to many non-Indians but though blowing one's trumpet is encouraged, blowing one's nose is looked down upon. It is to many the ugly step sister of more remarkable feats such as spitting out juicy, bright red ghutka on footpaths and other people's walls and ofcourse the holiest of holies, that act in which partake only the purest, thoroughbred gentlemen of the land, urinating in public.

So pardon me if I seem naive, maybe even ignorant but I just dont get it. The Swiss have taken this seemingly feral activity and elevated it to a position of such grandeur that many a time it is considered the test of a man's virility. This is not to say that women do not take part. This is an activity in which both sexes take part on the same platform, with equal enthusiasm and thefore fits perfectly with the Swiss attitude on women's rights.

If you know one thing about the Swiss, it's their inane drive for perfection. Just as as they ensure that their trains are punctual to the second, that their watches tell you the right time when you are sitting at 'The Restaraunt at the End of the Universe' a trillion years from now, that their chocolates and cheese taste just right, when it comes to nose-blowing too, achieving perfection is a matter very close to their hearts. Gone are the days when you would receive standing ovations for blowing it loud and hard for 5 minutes. Now, it's commonplace to hear Tchaikovsky's Nutcracker Suite or Beethoven's 9th Symphony, renedered to near perfection on what is at the end of the performance, very wet tissue paper almost annihilated beyond recognition.

In this quest, as in any other quest, the Swiss have had to face many obstacles, some of which you may term comical or even, dare I say it, farcical. Two prime examples spring to mind. One ofcourse is the infamous incident when a runny nose literally dampened the spirits of Mr.Wildmer Blowhard in the midst of performing his magnum opus, a 5 hour long self composition. The poor man was so distraught, his nose never recovered that timbre which had made him a household name. The other was when in a widely televised performance of the Swiss Nose Blowing Symphony Orchestra , the artist blowing the violin was completely out of tune. Later reports revealed that the performer in question had forgotten he didnt have a cold, and as is customary in such circumstances, forgotten to stick his head in a bucket of ice before the performance. Needless to say, he was fired on the spot. Tragically, he now makes ends meet by blowing Vivaldi's 'The Four Seasons' in front of Theatreplatz in Zurich and the Kunstmuseum in Luzern, depending on the public for alms.

Traditionalists fear that the death of this art is near. Gone are the days of the classical maestros they say. 'All you can hear coming out of those young ignoramuses' noses are the latest house hits, rap songs by bow wows, snoop dogs and other rappers with similarly demeaning names, and Sexy Back by Justin Timberlake' is an oft heard gripe. Others believe that this is the only way to attract the younger generation and hence necessary for it's survival. There are some more who believe that the way forward is to attract people from around the world. So far, the Italians have been most receptive to the concept of nose blowing as an art but they are still only taking baby steps. Connosieurs fear that the art will never have a big impact on Asian societies. Juliet Schneider, President of the SNOT ( Swiss National Organisation That nose blows) , known in her day for her long drawn out, extremely complex performances has another view and says the day of fusion performances with Western and Asian or Hindustani nose blowers is not far away. ' It will be a coming together of civilizations, of beliefs, of traditions like none have ever seen before' she says. The biggest obstacle? ' Asians believe in blowing their noses into handkerchiefs and as you very well know cotton never brings out the true musical quality of a blow. What they need is good quality tissue paper' Juliet concludes.

What do I think? I think it's blown out of proportion.

Not very cute

Blogger's note: OK, to fully understand where this post comes from you will have to do 2 things:

1. listen to the following piece of music(Just follow the link below). Pay particularly close attention between seconds 2:19 to 2:25


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h8JppA8MWyg



2.Once you finish listening to the song, you have a time limit of 10 minutes to complete reading the post. You will find out why later.




Now i proceed presuming that you have listened to the lyrical masterpiece by Keating. I was listening to my mp3 player the other day when this particular line from the song really moved me. By moved i mean it had me on the floor laughing my head off! If you still have no clue what I am referring to, it is to this one particular line in the song, 'cuter than a bug in a rug'. Yes, his lady love(s) is cuter than a bug in a rug! That is the best he could come up with! Doesnt say much about his girl though if she is only cuter than an invertebrate insect on treated animal skin used as floor covering. I am sure African pygmies high on Savanna grass can come up with better lines than that.
I figured that we should create a database for such brutally honest crooners who want to sing love ballads with an essence of truth in them. This is for those a cut apart from the rest who dont want to sing the usual 'My heart will go on and on ' crap because they know that no matter what, one fine day, your heart WILL stop. So here is a list of 'cuter than...' similies for singers whose girlfriends are not necessarily cuter than a bug in a rug. Feel free to add to the list..

1. cuter than a witch in a ditch

2.cuter than a panda in a anaconda
This would be ideal if there is a musical collaboration between the Chinese and the Amazon jungle dwellers, but for that to happen China will have to resolve the Tibet issue.Apparently the Amazonians are firm supporters of the Dalai Lama and the Free Tibet movement.

3. cuter than a snake on a cake
( the girl will have to be particularly hideous for someone to use this one i suppose)

Reason for the time limit: When i re-read the post after writing it, i didnt find it the least bit funny although when i wrote it it seemed hilarious. I attribute that to temporary insanity caused by the song. After conducting a number of scientific tests (that number being zero) I have ascertained that this insanity lasts for 10 minutes. So to find this post the least bit funny you will have to read it within 10 minutes of listening to the song.

The Paradox of Our Age

jus added the pic to make my number of posts reach double figures..but these words really got me thinking..so i thought i d stimulate your brains as well..ha ha

(click on pic for larger image)

NASA Baffled by Failure of Straw Shuttle

another great article from theonion.com


NASA's lightweight straw space shuttle tragically burst into flames upon rocket-fuel ignition

NASA officials watched in horror Monday as the $68 billion straw space shuttle, Explorer 2, burst into flames just after liftoff from Cape Canaveral.

The four American and three Russian astronauts onboard were killed instantly, despite their protective all-straw space suits. Technicians were stunned by the failure, which capped a flawless six-month pre-launch test period. They count faulty twine among the possible causes of the accident.

"The straw ship was dry, light-weight and well-bailed enough to break the earth's orbit, but inexplicably burst into flames when ignited with 3,000 gallons of rocket fuel," said NASA Chief Engineer George Toshikima. "This is a devastating setback for NASA."

An estimated 30 birds, eight voles and 23 mice who had nested in the ship's outer hull or burrowed homes deep in the ship's straw engines also perished in the blast.The material holding the ship in place was top-quality burlap bailing twine, purchased in bulk from Cape Canaveral's leading farm equipment supplier.

The straw ship was constructed with over 200,000 bales of U.S. Grade E straw, baled, tied and pitched from NASA's Cape Canaveral farm, and stored over the planting season in the launchpad barn. "It was nice and crisp and dry," Toshikima said. "Which is the best condition for straw headed away from the earth's gravitational pull."According to accident reports, the one-eighth-inch thick string was possibly not tied tightly enough or not weaved correctly around a critical fuel-delivery gasket, which may have caused the ship to unravel.

Toshikima does not believe such a small imperfection could have caused the massive explosion. "We are still trying to determine why it suddenly burst into flames," he said. "In all the pre-fueling tests, the procedure went perfectly, but as soon as we ignited the fuel, it exploded. Why?"
Some insiders fault a problem that occurred last week, when a section of the ship's starboard high-pressure re-entry tiles was eaten by a horse.

"The horse should not have been on the launchpad," NASA grounds coordinator Nathan Meersen said. "He ate a critical section of the ship, and it set us back one full day to re-bale and re-tie that section."Meersen said the horse was returned to NASA stables and given a suitable meal, remnants from the department's long-abandoned, all-hay Mars probe.Although some reports indicate goats may have gnawed at the ship's exterior cables, NASA scientists maintain that there was never a problem with goats.

Explorer 1, NASA's first straw ship, was built in 1994, but after 11 months of painstaking preparation, it was destroyed the day before the launch when it unexpectedly rained.
The Explorer 2, like its predecessor, was headed for the sun, where it was to be the first spacecraft to land on a star."We'd hoped to bring back and study sun rock," Toshikima said.
The straw ship had been equipped with a special reinforced-wicker basket to hold the sun lava for its journey back to Earth. A straw-enforced robot arm was constructed to scoop the lava, which is reportedly as hot as the center of a nuclear holocaust, and place it into the wicker basket.The ship's debris is slated to be used as mulch.

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