People, people, people

We had our college culturals last week, which apart from being quite exhausting, was also a LOT of fun. But it isn’t the beyond brilliant Karthik concert or the dramatic (to say the least) last day I am going to write about. This year, I got to work to work with a lot of people first hand, and three years into college, I am still amused by how I meet such different people every single day! Back when I was in school, I always thought I had everybody figured out and that 17 years of schooling had allowed me to meet such a wide ensemble of characters that categorizing new people I met would be a piece of cake. There was the jock, the guy/girl in the front bench with the spring attached to their seat, the lit stud, the ‘eehh, nee laan yaar’ type, the quizzing type, the clumsy type (me included), the too brilliant for their own good type, the gossipy type, the ‘everyone is crazy about me' type, the always online type, the silent type and the hyper type! But during the 3 days of our culturals, I realized that there’re a lot more than just those.

Firstly, there is the ‘aiyyo (in hushed tones) prachane’ type, which consists of a group of people (more often than not, boys) who think that they have been sent by God for the prime purpose of ‘protecting their honor and their women’! These are the men, inspired by the legendary heroes of all time (like Vijay from Gilli, of course), and step out to solve the world’s prachanes. Strong or weak, big or small, these men, brave and valiant as they are, believe anybody’s prachane is their prachane, and set out to make the world the safer place with their unfailing weapon – sheer macho-ness.

Then there is the cool type. These people so cool, that they feel the need to inform the others just how cool they are, so that if anyone is lucky enough to become just as cool as them, they’ll know who they caught it from! If the average human being wants to consciously be one among them, they need to sign a document which emphasizes that for better or worse, they shall remain united. After all, in unity lies coolness.

And finally, there is the ‘aaaaaaaaahhhhaaa’ type. They just aaaaaahhhhaaa.

There are about umpteen more of these, but these were the ones that stood out. At the end of the day, what can I say – You gotta love college!

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Malathi S Kalyanikar said…
Very Very true Namru!:)
Sunday, April 05, 2009
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