Birthday Times

Lets whack his @$$.No.This is not some italian mafia lord talking to his goons.Its BIRTHDAY TIME!!!!!!!

Birthday celebrations are one of the most interestening happenings on campus. If one is late for the celebrations even by a minute,it becomes difficult to find out whose bday it is.So much for participative management!!!!!!!!!!! By the end of the first couple of minutes,everyone is covered with cake.

The ritual begins with kicking the bday boy out of his room,followed by a masai style dance or a choir.This is followed by a butt-warming ass kick session.Then the cake is cut(either using the knife but mostly using our prehensile abilities).Before this some part of the cake is also smeared on the bday boy's face.

This is when he becomes dangerous.Like a wounded lion,he is ready to seek out his prey.And then all hell breaks loose.He chases his victims down,smearing cake by hugging/rubbing these guys.Sometimes-especially during exams time when people are looking for a way to let out their frustus-things get ugly,or should i say interesting.The management freak in each of us takes over and everyone is dragged out of his room one by one and drenched completely.People who resist do at their own peril.Almost seems like a pogrom to me.Only that everyone gets a chance!!!!!!!!!!!!

With the winter slowly covering us in its sleepy arms,the water games have ended.And yesterday was one of our cul secy's bday.Running around wildly,he made us all scamper for cover.And someone was holding me by my sweater all the time.Fearing it was the bday boy,i ran even more wildly only to see that it was a false call.Boy.He was a good runner.

Hoping i get some time to post about my jaipur trip.I have a crisil ppt to attend right now.So here i go.