Back Again……..
Back after a long, long hiatus……..longer than I expected. Not that there was dearth of writing matter……..or even the will to write…….but somehow I never got around to putting thoughts down in words. The months have been eventful……….first it was placements, then MICANVAS, and now Sankalp.
I very nearly wrote about the placements……..but it was so hush hush, and the placecomm so nearly died of heart attacks at the very thought of any aspect of the placement week being leaked out (damn!!! how did they find out that there were three ants in the room on the fourth hour of the third day of the placements??????)…..that I decided to spare them the agony, and keep my comments on the placements to myself.
Then came MICANVAS………now this definitely merits a post……
What is MICANVAS you ask? A plain vanilla, B – School (NO……How many times do I have to tell you…….C School!!!) dictionary definition would be – MICA’s Annual fest.
Pitifully Inadequate
MICANVAS to us is weeks of chaos that swirls around and swallows up every part of campus, leaving no one untouched……the chaos from which finally emerges cosmos……the universe that is MICA
MICANVAS is three days of little or no sleep…….(it remains to be judged whether this is from too much work, too many things to do, or simply because there were five other people already sleeping in your room, leaving you high and dry!)
MICANVAS is packing up and turning your room (amidst much under the breath muttering) over to participant(s) from other colleges………believe me this is more difficult than it sounds……try putting part of yourself into suitcases and storerooms.
MICANVAS is selling concert tickets to random people in random places, convincing them to attend Euphoria and Indian Ocean (No No……even if you live in Baroda……you can extend your trip for a day……watch the concert and go……here……the ticket’s just Rs. 50)
MICANVAS is participants getting down from the train and asking the hospitality committee.... Participants- Where’s the booze yaar??
Hospitality (huffily) – Gujarat is a dry state, you know……we don’t have booze.
Participants ( now in a more nudge-nudge wink-wink, conspiratorial tone) – But ….heh heh…..this is MICA ……heh heh…….you must have booze, eh what?
(long sigh)…..such is the reputation we enjoy among the B School fraternity…..(longer sigh)……we felt righteously indignant at such insinuations by an outsider, and took it much to heart…….he was treated to many hostile looks (and NO booze!!!) during his stay…….and much to our collective and vindictive satisfaction, did not win the event he came for.
MICANVAS is midnight treasure hunts that start at 2 A.M…….and send 75 odd people scurrying across campus in the dead (?) of the night. And not just scurrying around either…….they had to throw (and catch) three eggs, to get to the third clue!!!........or eat three green chillies each if they wanted hints. Sitting at the control desk while eggs fly through the air is no job for the faint hearted I tell you……..it takes all the courage of a fighter pilot to sit through the possibility of getting egg on your face (literally!!). The compensation of course was watching hapless participants gobble down green chillies…….and frantically hop around, shouting “Water!! Water!!” in true filmy style!!......there was one black moment when we ran out of water, and the logistics people hadn’t got refills yet…….the expression on that particular team’s face shall remain etched in my memory forever!!
MICANVAS is weird, panicky, bordering on the insane announcements from the reception desk………
“GOOOD MOORNIIIING MICA” (Lage Raho Munnabhai Style)
“_______ jahan bhi ho……daud kar reception desk par aayen!!”
“A new treasure hunt has been organized…..whoever can find the MICANVAS core committee members stands to win a prize”
……..and when the reception people get sick of the work, they turn the reception desk into a jukebox, playing all kinds of good/bad/ugly numbers……..and driving nuts anyone who was trying to sleep!
MICANVAS is watching Indian Ocean and Euphoria……..with both wonder and disgust.
And having your attention diverted midway through the concert by a lecherous, fat man, obviously drunk, and dancing away to glory be right in front of the stage. Though to give the devil his due…….at times he was more entertaining than the concert itself!.......The security team however had a tough time, hovering around him all throughout.
MICANVAS is nuttiness at its extreme, creativity at its peak, tempers at their shortest, endurance at its highest……..MICANVAS is MICA at its best.
I very nearly wrote about the placements……..but it was so hush hush, and the placecomm so nearly died of heart attacks at the very thought of any aspect of the placement week being leaked out (damn!!! how did they find out that there were three ants in the room on the fourth hour of the third day of the placements??????)…..that I decided to spare them the agony, and keep my comments on the placements to myself.
Then came MICANVAS………now this definitely merits a post……
What is MICANVAS you ask? A plain vanilla, B – School (NO……How many times do I have to tell you…….C School!!!) dictionary definition would be – MICA’s Annual fest.
Pitifully Inadequate
MICANVAS to us is weeks of chaos that swirls around and swallows up every part of campus, leaving no one untouched……the chaos from which finally emerges cosmos……the universe that is MICA
MICANVAS is three days of little or no sleep…….(it remains to be judged whether this is from too much work, too many things to do, or simply because there were five other people already sleeping in your room, leaving you high and dry!)
MICANVAS is packing up and turning your room (amidst much under the breath muttering) over to participant(s) from other colleges………believe me this is more difficult than it sounds……try putting part of yourself into suitcases and storerooms.
MICANVAS is selling concert tickets to random people in random places, convincing them to attend Euphoria and Indian Ocean (No No……even if you live in Baroda……you can extend your trip for a day……watch the concert and go……here……the ticket’s just Rs. 50)
MICANVAS is participants getting down from the train and asking the hospitality committee.... Participants- Where’s the booze yaar??
Hospitality (huffily) – Gujarat is a dry state, you know……we don’t have booze.
Participants ( now in a more nudge-nudge wink-wink, conspiratorial tone) – But ….heh heh…..this is MICA ……heh heh…….you must have booze, eh what?
(long sigh)…..such is the reputation we enjoy among the B School fraternity…..(longer sigh)……we felt righteously indignant at such insinuations by an outsider, and took it much to heart…….he was treated to many hostile looks (and NO booze!!!) during his stay…….and much to our collective and vindictive satisfaction, did not win the event he came for.
MICANVAS is midnight treasure hunts that start at 2 A.M…….and send 75 odd people scurrying across campus in the dead (?) of the night. And not just scurrying around either…….they had to throw (and catch) three eggs, to get to the third clue!!!........or eat three green chillies each if they wanted hints. Sitting at the control desk while eggs fly through the air is no job for the faint hearted I tell you……..it takes all the courage of a fighter pilot to sit through the possibility of getting egg on your face (literally!!). The compensation of course was watching hapless participants gobble down green chillies…….and frantically hop around, shouting “Water!! Water!!” in true filmy style!!......there was one black moment when we ran out of water, and the logistics people hadn’t got refills yet…….the expression on that particular team’s face shall remain etched in my memory forever!!
MICANVAS is weird, panicky, bordering on the insane announcements from the reception desk………
“GOOOD MOORNIIIING MICA” (Lage Raho Munnabhai Style)
“_______ jahan bhi ho……daud kar reception desk par aayen!!”
“A new treasure hunt has been organized…..whoever can find the MICANVAS core committee members stands to win a prize”
……..and when the reception people get sick of the work, they turn the reception desk into a jukebox, playing all kinds of good/bad/ugly numbers……..and driving nuts anyone who was trying to sleep!
MICANVAS is watching Indian Ocean and Euphoria……..with both wonder and disgust.
And having your attention diverted midway through the concert by a lecherous, fat man, obviously drunk, and dancing away to glory be right in front of the stage. Though to give the devil his due…….at times he was more entertaining than the concert itself!.......The security team however had a tough time, hovering around him all throughout.
MICANVAS is nuttiness at its extreme, creativity at its peak, tempers at their shortest, endurance at its highest……..MICANVAS is MICA at its best.
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