Category: College Files

Codes must be crazy

I was an Engineer by education at one point. Engineering college is slowly becoming a pleasant, but vague memory of the past. The time spent goofing around with friends, will, of course live in perpetuity – Who can forget that time when, after five beers on a dare, we shaved...

Adios… Hammy Goes.

It takes a minute to say hello, and forever to say goodbye. Perhaps this is why it has taken this long to get this post up and running. Perhaps it’s because I have been kept busy with work. And then again, perhaps, these are just the fall guys who are...

I kid, I kid…

I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again. They scare the bejeesus out of me. They really do. I wouldn’t say I am otherwise the bravest guy on this side of the planet, but I’m not that much of a coward either; and yet, I’m scared shitless of these...

Down Memory Lane

I always knew my memory wasn’t what you could call sharp. Nay, mine has always been as blunt as they come. In all my life, I have never ever boasted about an infallible memory. At least, I don’t remember having boasted thus. But even I am appalled as to how...

Embarrassment, My Close Personal Companion

It is fun to recollect the good times you’ve had. And I dare say every one of us have spent time musing over the ‘good old times’ one time or the other. As we pass through life, the highlights get embedded into our brain, ready to be triggered at the...

Je m’appelle Hamish

Yes, that’s right. It’s French. And it means “I’m called Hamish”. The French use that expression for revealing who they are instead of its popular counterpart in English which goes “My name is Hamish”. This apparently makes more sense to the deserving French community, because, let’s face it…. How many...

Mobility in Crisis

It was a cold night. The wind chimed in rapturous melody, and all my friends were busy in the musical exertions prompted by the DJ. It was a time to rejoice. But alas, it was not mine. For hardly an hour had passed since my mobile got stolen. And here...

Confessions of a Recovering Thinker

[I wrote this article for the first time for my Btech Magazine back in 2002, i think. I edited some of it and re-wrote it to suit MBA when I came to Bangalore. This is the MBA version. I chose this version not because this is better. Actually, I think...

Hamish Joy : Blood Donor

In the interest of humanity, and for the sake of a better future, a little blood must flow. Today, after some deliberation and some heavy doses of serious gulping, I decided to squirt out some of my blood, on the optimistic stand that somebody else might have better use for...

Shaver Me Timbers

How many people do you know that cut themselves while shaving? Numerous, I’m sure. Ever since the male of our species decided to throw the bearded look out of popular mainstream, gallons of gratuitous blood has been spilled in the ungainly pursuit of the clean-shaven chin. So it is quite...

Skip to toolbar