Today, after nearly a week of headbanging, guitar mastering, and football kicking, I woke up to a different world and thought I am alive at last. Most of last week was spent in music, soccer and rest. College brought me sharply but pleasurably back to earth. I know everyone hates college and I still do, but when something brings a change, it's always good for me.
Classes were boring as usual and especially during the Propulsion period, my iPod helped me get some sleep. My friends were astonished I was fiddling with the pen sitting in the first bench without writing a word on the paper. I was totally lost somewhere today. Nothing affected me during the last few days, and I don't even remember what I was thinking about, but I was surely out of this world for atleast 2-3 classes. I was highly absent-minded even during our HoD's class. And that reminds me of a really crazy thing that happened today. I never saw a group of students protesting, and the CSE group showed it to me today. They went on a strike and managed to get rid of their horrible HoD. There were rumours that he was involved in a huge scandal and stuff.
Anyway, he was a really horrible person and we Aero students had a personal experience with him in our first year. During the viva of our External Lab exam, he called Yaseen, Natarajan and me (why me??), aside and told funny things to us. He felt we were acting too smart, using our own knowledge to do C programming. I never even saw the face of the external examiner. I was called aside by a lec and was told this, "I'll ask you 10 questions. You answer 3 correctly and i'll give you 50/50. If you don't answer 3, I'll see you again next year". The exact translation from his telugu speak. The questions were sooo tough, I could answer 2. But the Aero HoD got in between and saved our butts. I can never forget that in my life. Nor will my friends.
One more funny thing today was, a lady from 501 comes up to me and asks, "My son told me you are a guitar master. (what!!!! never knew that myself) He bought a guitar at Secunderabad, can you tell him a few things about guitar?" "Er.... ok. I'll try" "Are you free on Sundays??" "Yes, I am." "Ok, he wants to learn guitar, and he told me you are a guitar master" "Oh aunty, i am ....." "Do you know any about any college that teaches guitar?" "No aunty, I'll find out and tell you" "But why do we need it, you are a guitar master" (I was ready to jump off the fourth floor!) "He asked me to talk to you first, that's why I'm asking." "Ok aunty" "This week, he's going to Goa with his friends, i'll send him to your house next week" "Ok" "You are studying Inter final year?" "No, I'm studying Engineering 3rd Year" "Really? Very good. Ok i'll ask him to come then" "Ok aunty, bye" .... (inside my mind)"What the helll!?!?!"
Turns out that he came to the Annual Day function last year as a friend of the DJ and was impressed by what i played that day. I thought I was really crappy. I actually wanted to get info from him about Shweth, and inturn he wanted to learn guitar from me, but both of us were so hesitant to meet each other. By the way, he's quite elder to me, and works in Dell, listens to Rock i suppose. Such weird things don't happen daily. And a blog entry is the best way to preserve them!