The last couple of days could not have been more exciting and adventurous. The time table read loud and clear ”11-08-09-END TERM EXAM, QUANTITAVIVE MANAGEMENT, 9:30-10:30 A.M.” Being the 20-20 version of life we are in, all of us, the Ramta Jogis, huddled in the adda at 12 (read as 12 A.M, 11-08-09). We were all excited, because for the first time after having got into Great Lakes instead of one teaching us all, all were going to teach all. We had in the evening prepared a schedule, where in we split the 900 odd page Sweeney into 8 sections, each of the jogis and a jogan covering one portion. The mammoth book would be conquered in 3 hours flat!
The first chapter just got done and it started pouring. A couple of us badly felt like getting drenched in the undemanding rain. We contained ourselves and started the second one, when the news came in, “the Andaman Islands just had a 7.8 earthquake and 5 nation states were put on alert for Tsunami”. Dude…we just realized we were on the scenic ECR, a stone’s throw from the beach!!. The wise cracks started flowing in. We thought of all the things we wanted to do before heading up and decided unanimously that we wanted to go for maggi. I quickly grabbed the patriots’ cup, headed to the closest hot water dispenser and drained every bit of the instant vegetarian maggi packet into it. 2 minutes of steaming and it was all ready and so were the 8 souls. All this hungama and we get a spoon each but it was the most filling treat we have had in sometime. Interrupted with the frequent power cuts, yet determined to do the last exam well, before we take the longest journey, we pull out our mobiles for the screen light. Imagine the Sweeney and tsunami hangover we were on.
If that was not enough, there was a mail from admin on how important it was for us to take precaution on our travel outside the campus to the Mahabs. Yaaaaaaaaar, put any restrictions but not on mahabs. But this was serious, serious enough for getting us all think. In the last couple of days, India as a whole had reported a dozen and still counting fatalities and there seemed to be no logical way to contain the deadly Swine flu H1N1 virus. Soon ppts, pdfs, doc files and almost just about all other formats of newsletters started flowing in. As a group of conscious and rational people, we have been considerate, while making choices for weekend parties.
Now that I told you about Swine, Sweeney and Tsunami, one question which has still left me pondering is: what is it that has transformed us into this close-knit group who are just raring to take on anything which comes along.
Harsh Ratan Mehta