Bony's regards to the class

I just realized that I was sharing my class with a bunch of croonies.

Passing my Bachelors of Engineering from a coveted Institute was what on my mind when I got my XII result and thus, applied to Ahmedabad Institute of Technology.
It took my 4 years just to know that in fact, I was pursuing my lifetime career not at Ahmedabad Institute of Technology, but at "BAD INSTITUTE OF TECHNOLOGY"!



Now that I am gonna be away from this place, I admit I'll miss it, though it really sucked, and my mates who attended the shithole place with me.

The "goody-2-shoes" group
How is it very inappropriate to not to introduce our very Mr. Totti and mention his clan of blood and sweat! He's the forerunner goody-2-shoes, who goes out giving prasadi to his devotees. He's always followed everywhere by his sidekicks: Birju Compiler, The Astronaut, The Ranking Phenomenon, The Cool Hippo, The Lanky Brainer, The Maha Raj and The-boy-whose-pop-shouts-too-much.

The Desperadoes
Here The Porn Collector takes the center-stage. His best mate, the-rock-from-Brokeback Mountain is in love with some other guy who has a crush on Set Let. In this confusing romance having only angles with no vertexes, 10son always finds a reason or two to have tension. He had once openly asked Paranita out, and she disappointed the poor guy. Ye might be wondering why the simpleton's called The Porn Collector. Ask anybody who knows him, and ye win a knowledge of a commendable collection of Bhai Parmanands. He has even infamously flaunted his prized possessions in public and bore public loathing since.

The D2D clan
One Mr. Parmar rightly once said "I don't like it!" Since that day forth, Rays-from-Kabir named him IDLI. His woman of fantasy, Ms. grandma is secretly called dhish-dhish by puppy-lovers.

The self-proclaimed Stars of AIT
As an atom has the nucleus at its center, this constellation has two pure to the tongue Derawasis. The protons are the anti-bazookas. This are the typical gossip girls who know "History-Civics-Geography" as they say of one and all. I wonder what rumors they hold of me!

The extra Y in their genes
The only person known to have crossed their paths, though landed in some trouble for doing that, is our very own Rays-from-Kabir. In fact, my partner-in-crime and me had planned to give them a gift that's three times faster than sound. Oh shoot! Damn for our sins of last lives, we could not buy the bloody thing. Ever heard bou Wolff-Blass wines? They are the rich European celebration drinks. We have a version of celebrities among us: Wolf-Glass Swines! The Glass Swine wanted to show-off her assets, but thank God, Rays openly denied having a look at them. Chyna had a fight with the The $-Man and cried her blood out. Not learning from her BF, The Missing Link to our ancestors had swords crossed with me, O SIT! I mean us, me and my partner in crime. Damn! I nearly missed mentioning dahi na foda. Rays had a good hand in her break up with phookaniyo, but this was just the beginning. Since than, rumor has it, she's dated a number of boys as there are grapes in a bunch.

The Bench warmers
The extra X in genes famously took away The Bald Wig from Ferrari and cutely asked to be hit for the mistake he had committed. Our hero, unbelievably, though predictably, forgave him as they had vowed for being BFFFs in front of fire. Now to mention Olive Oyle and his Popeye. They have no Bruto between them and are soon-to-be god parents to The fly catcher and his dream girl The Chinese anti-bazooka. Zoozoo and The Lebanese cannot start and end their day without hymning a rosary for each other. Rays' Angel of Truth had him in a fix once, but who hasn't had him in one!

The D Gang
These are the fellas that one would imagine of when mentioning mischief. There's no leader in this pack of wolves. The mischief managers are Pt. Smart Ass, The Cheat Meister, Dhanadhan Writer, Mallu Ballu and Supplementary Dietitian. I have always tried to include them in undertaking my brainchild dark plans, though I express my heartfelt regrets for not informing them bou our stags-only Polo trip. Lads do forgive us, and don't forget us.

Brotherhood of the Sheiks
Started with three valor knights, this rebel league can give Modi's league a run for its money. Life Partners, $-Man and me have been called the Hitler-Mussolini pair by one and many. The third front holder, the ever so cool The Diamond Shooter had magically transformed into a handsome mare halfway through the program. Joining in later to the lucrative LLB summit were Rays, Ferrari, and Thokyo Kokyo after the "Baldy-Ferrari" unconditional jump. I have recommended the story to the Boards to have it in their moral science text books for the pre-adolescents. The Mumbaiker Desi and Khabri sum up the brotherhood. Not to say bou these two ladies man, but I'll say the former is liked in the "Dhish-Dhish club" and the other is a bee flying flower to flower for nectar.

Special Mentions
A standout personality requires a standing ovation. The Big Brother or just Brother for short is never short of fame. Be it GISH, DEWSOFT or honing the Ghajini hairdo, he's done it all to get a Pimping license.
And his counterpart in the fairer sex is Paranita who's now obviously paranit to some junkie.

This rounds up the Brethren of some smartass bitches. Feel free to comment and pour in yer wine of thoughts so that we all can enjoy the cocktail.

P.S. Please take this post as just another article that ye read across the Internet. No need to go gaga create some issue. I write this to vent my frustration of 4 long years. And I have neither qualms nor personal rivalry with anyone.