Guess and Win PRizes contest

Another guess game starts here…

What do you call a person who finds PR in everything?

PRo?

Na…na.. though he looks like an O, he isn’t exactly a prO..

So... let me give u some hints...

His name starts with PR and he lives with PR… even during the admission process, he thought that PeeR interface is only for PR students…

Now as FOOTPRINTS is fast approaching, he is the only one working on PR…

He is so obsessed, dedicated and involved that it’s written as footPRints.

As irony has its role to play - Though an Indore person, he is always seen outdoor.

PRay he attends every PRoject and PRogram.

A last question: Eyeing the PResident's chair.?? Then where will PRatibha patil sit?

AS the truth is, this person treasures more of positive qualities, which will be enlisted alongside the answer.

PRizes galore. So, think & win PR. The PRobability of you going wrong is almost NIL !!! Adding more insights about the person, with your comments, will win you brownie points.
GAME ON... :)

Take home business management.

Chitra , a small town girl came to the campus with a hand bag and a suitcase.

After a few weeks into the first semester, she knew that there is nothing much to take home from the class. But she decided, rather a very strong decision. She will make it a point to focus and take home a lot more than what SIMC offers, even before she completes the first semester. That is what sheer determination is. And see for today, here stands… rather sits the epitome of success on her first visit home, with the take home from SIMC.

But coconaughty sincerely believes that these girls left the hostel forever.

Simply since they seem to have taken home a lot more than what they brought to the hostel.

Any idea what these bags contain?

Chitra has already started business in her home town. Godrej Almirahs (Just 3 months old, but at a fair discount), cot, table and chairs dismantled (fungus infested in the corners, yet sturdy).

Buckets, mugs, hanger bar, ropes, pillows (Kutthe ka bhi), closet (Need to bargain), fan( not for sale, fixed at home).Mattress parceled, yet to arrive...but the list is endless...

Caution deposit saved. Hats off to Chitra and Team….

See her, minutes before leaving the Pune platform (pic below), tired but contended, as if a task accomplished, hand on her head, a smile adorning her face, relieved /escaped it says.... What a pose!!! Lovely...

After Mohenjo-Daro...

Excerpts from Midhun ka son (M-son’s) CBSE history textbook, First edition, 2100 AD.

The greater Lavale region was home to the largest of four ancient urban civilizations of Media - Advertising, PR, AV and Journalism. Most of its remnants, in the form of alumni, still remain to be excavated. The ancient Lavale script, passed in tidbits of answer-sheets has also not been deciphered.

The lavale-Daro’s like the Mohenjo-Daro’s had well planned roads, but without transport. So the roads are in good condition even today. They had ponds instead of wells, because of the multiple reasons and its multiple uses. Humans could swim, bathe, and drink from the same place. Ecological imbalance maintained with frogs, mosquitoes and crocodiles breeding in the same pond.

[Aadimaanav in heaven sighs seeing all the naatak and communicates interpersonally.
Lavale-Daros, Good that you don't have Wells. Nahi tho kab ka SUICIDE kar lete baccche. What a foresight!!! Hats off symbi.]

‘Skeletons from the Lavaleian cupboards’ testify to a continual intermingling of communities from the west, east, north and south of India, not to forget the North East 'so-nines'.

Ancient texts speak of trading with at least two civilizations - SIBM & SITM, dealing with coins and telephone cables.

Candle business was the most proliferating one. During exam nights, Lavale kids received candelabrum at subsidized rates too.

Hearing this being read aloud, Midhun comes out of 5 year comatose and hands over a taped conversation. M-Son plays it loud.

Super-kid: “ Ohh!! S***. [Corp cult( read, corporate culture)], Bijli chaali gayi”

Roomie: “ Bada aaaya laath sahib, bijlini khair khabar poochan waala” (courtesy: Ruhi)

Super-kid: “ Oyeye.. How will we learn for tomorrow’s exam?”

Roomie: ”Waise bhi tho, ‘true or false’ hee aaayega na!!”

(Disgusted Kid prays and Lo!!)

Angel comes in the form of Sreejayan’s wife: “Bete, Candle laga lo”

Super-kid: “Aap kya haarappan ke zamaaane se hein kya?. Candle se aaj bhi Laptop chalta nahi hein!!!!"

Angel: Stumped !!!

Colonel consoles her and conceptualizes ‘CANDLE light dinner’.

(Next day)

Super-kid: Oyeye, I can’t see anything. Am i going Blind?

Roomie: I formally inaugurate the concept of ‘Dry day’. Get water to wash away the soap on your eyes.

Super-kid exits the bathroom to a more EnvironMENTAL friendly design. Kudos!!!

Super-kid is tired and finds another way out, grinds for the morrow.

Subject paper: MEDIA PLANNING

Q: What is copywriting??

Answer: @#$@$%^%^&&**###+@#$%

There ends the day with an OOS...Yes, not OOH !!! OUT OF SYLLABUS. Continue another day. POOR SENIORS. We don’t pity you, cos we too await the guillotine eagerly. Die another day.

Super-KID retires.

M-SON CONTINUES READING THE TEXTBOOK.....

The people of Lavale-Daro lived in brick houses that had as many as five floors. Their elaborate drainage, though without water was centuries ahead of their time.

None knows what happened to the Lavale-Daro Valley civilization. It's possible that a great ignorance wave weakened the civilization. The moving knowledge plates that created the MICA and similar institutes may have caused a devastating shift of faculty plates.

AVeologists are continuing to find new ASi-facts. In time, mAD people may learn how Moonshekar learned to create an ancient civilization in the modern world.

The rediscovery was made by Uno Journo Kumar in his 58^th stint as director, thus renaming it to the SIMIAN INSTITUTE FOR MASS CONFUSION (SIMC), without altering the acronym for the 90^th time.

ARTIFACTS IN TOYS

The chief toy found was a 'Lean man-Standing tall' statue that is some 4500 years old. Just AS it was keyed, it started acting, educating and entertaining the AV-eologists.

Another ‘mute’-ant variant was a toy with the left- hand permanently on the mouth, like the FEVICOL AD.

The next to be dug out was a fast running toy, from one end of the room to the other for half an hour. Mind it!!!

Another dancing toy, though with a little of blubber, was found doing continuous Garba.

One more converging toy was excavated, but is kept in isolation for further investigation.

Final word from 'M-son' on his Dad.
‘ASsignMENTAL’ = ASsigning novel ways to go mental.

NOTE:

Seniors didn't have power nor water in the hostels during their exams.
May your papers 'rust in piece'

Akshay PTC's and Nikhita PTC's

Two new types of PTC’S introduced
Anchor: The new breeds of PTC’s to hit the journalism market are Akshay PTC & Nikhita PTC, two variants, but of high intensity and dedication, they can put any kind of mike into the throat of the remaining 221.

Effects on Akshay – Found leaner after the PTC exercise.
On Nikhita - Facts and Figure –ney, ney… nothing…figure is the same almost.

Why Akshay PTC’s

Relevance to the location – Closest to Pune.
Qualities- The multi-skilled professional people look forward to. He can act, pronounce, catch snakes, top the academics, write excellent poems, sign off and is a jack-of-all trades. So does he love carrots and photography.
Follow ups – Akshay is following up earnestly. Who??? The question remains to be answered.
Forecasting – Unlike multicasting, seems something a little too different and difficult.
Linkers – The grapevine club will help him link facts with gossip.
Bytes – Bite on the juiciest carrot for the photography club president.

Breaking news (From Akshay’s hostel room): A fragrant white flower entangled in the gardens of a Saaavan. (H is twice silent)
Err… Pardon, that was flash news.

Ambient sound:Akshayyyyyyyy, PTCcccc pleaseeee, Nikhitaaaaaaaa, PTCcccc pleaseeee, (Repeated loudly in different voices and umpteen times)
Interviews & bytes- Akshay steps out of the door and oooohh lalala!!! The snake never bites unless provoked. Isn’t Akshay, the Mr. Charmer!!
Visual 1: A Smiling director.

Akshay goes home:
Asks for the collar mike after wearing his shirt and starts speaking non-stop.

“Dad, am hungry, get me some from the stock”.

VO: (of AK’S BK dad) Bete, have breakfast.

Akshay: I just need a ‘byte’.

Tommy, his dog overhears and gives one sound-bite, so sweetly on the buttocks.
At mom’s persuasion, Akshay PTC agrees for breakfast, but with some conditions like

“Use cheese as filler, cut away the sides of the slice and if something still remains, I’ll eat it”
(While leaving home)
Sign off: Papa, Mama, This is Akshay, with cameraperson Rajesh, the TUM-BOL, signing off for college.

After effects:
Nightmares of breaking stories & breaking news.
With various sounds, Akshay shakes.
No commercial breaks for the ad professional and so everything is breaking for Akshay PTC
After some days, it will be graphics alone. Even the present bones and skin would give way.
Akshay hears words like lapel, boom, gun, and he cries out loud: pleezzze don’t shoot me.
UKC uncle: No no, Akshay, this is not the war front. These are mikes and we are shooting videos.
Ohh gosh… please sign out… Err sign off

SO-HUM...SO WHAT ???

As aptly as it can be named, it’s an ART OF LEAVING, the marathon sessions are set to conclude in dwindling percentages.

The Gyans from the past few days, for SIMC 2010

1. Do five acts of kindness

The following are mine.

• I was so kind to my body, that I stopped coming for AOL.

• I was so kind to my roommate that he stopped talking to me.

• I was so kind to my tummy, that I stopped eating mess-y food.

• I was so kind to the dog that I got the anti-rabies injections.

• I was so kind to my parents, that I may quit SIMC.

2. Always be happy

• Don’t do your assignments, and be happy.

• Pile up and burn the assignments, and be happy.
  

• Don’t come to AOL, and so I am the happiest.

• No more phaltu Gyans, the most irritating part of the special edition of AOL – the SIMC way, with attendance sheet, class tests and assignments, and am happy.

Are you happy, my dear dentist sir?

U r taking my breath out, instead of the teeth!!!

3. Ecological footprints.

Please pardon. We are too busy with Ananya sir's footprints, and trying not to get it embedded in Kochi's seabeds forever. Folklores will get another Mahabali and Vamana in Ananya sir and UKC respectively. Or does it look like Midhun and Ananya sir!!!

Soooooo… hum??? No, no….. soooooooo… what!!!! That’s an attitude.

SO...HUM???

With every SO, I think of the Photoshop assignment, and with every HUM it runs to the Photography assignment.
The next SO transports me to my footprints which is already in turmoil, (Kochi dates changed by the college), and the HUM takes me to Nakhate sir’s assignments.
As I plan to meditate, there comes the next SO like a bolt from the blue… UKC-sir’s assignment, with the HUM looking at the pending PTC.

GIVE US A BREAK SIMC. At least for AOL, keep the attendance sheet out. It’s not part of a syllabus. To be better an individual is by choice, not by brute force.

(For me, I hate GODMEN, YOGI’S & PREACHERS, leave alone going to temples/churches or Mosques, which I rarely do, only to appreciate the architecture. So no offence meant to anyone's beliefs here.)

Breathing not granted - BNG.

Instructor: Done with your assignments?

Midhun: (Wondering on how he knew about the incomplete Photoshop and Photography?)

NO sir, partly done.

I: (All confused). So you took the breath in and didn’t leave it out or vice-versa?

M: (All dazed)

[(in his mind) - Breathing assignments? 10 marks total, 4 for breathing in, 4 for breathing out, and 2 for holding it. If you are dead while holding the breath, lesser insurance]

No sir, as a matter of fact, I didn’t get time to even breathe because I was too busy with the assignments here.

I: Since you didn’t do your breathing, you are chucked out.

M: (Intrapersonally) Idiots!!! If I hadn’t been breathing, I would have been dead by now.

Stress relieving or adding on???

What does the college think with AOL? Part of a syllabus??? Sri Sri SOHUM insists the same to only those who are interested, and that too for a period of 120 minutes maximum at a stretch. But SIMC, as always has the regular rules twisted. Almost 5 hours or say 300 minutes of AOL at a stretch. Is it for showcasing to SIU, that we got a fill on the number of hours, per semester??? Pressure build up or relieving??? Child’s play!! Answer us boss.

While doing the suryanamaskar almost to 20 times, Midhun felt a Hrithik Roshan in lakshya, not with the 6 packs, but felt the intensity of a military punishment.

4. Tell / Do something to your parents which you haven’t done.

Midhun’s conversation

Midhun: Hello, daddy, I love you, mom, brother and all.

Dad: (Pause)

The following is what is going through dad’s head

Have I committed mistake a in life by sending my son to Fungiosis?!!
How many psychological problems, from screening to screaming!!
Are these people making my son insane or is he automatically so? Or is he contemplating suicide? A 100 more thoughts makes dad stressed, while trying to keep Midhun stress free.

M: Daddy, honestly you all were so good to me in life. I never could tell you that I love you so much.

D: (He decides to console) Don’t worry dear, everything is alright. Don’t commit suicide. A new girl will come in your life. We have a solution for everything.....

M: (Intercepts) No dad, nothing like that

D: Don’t tell lies. Is it money that u want? I will send it.

M: No dad…AOL ....

Dad doesn’t hear anything. He flies the next kingfisher to Pune.

M: Dad, nothing serious, it was a part of living…err… art of living… and since 90% of us have left it, its rechristened Art of leaving. We lost faith in the instructor once he too lost his cool. He taught us running race, ringa ringa roses, father had a donkey...not me… and lots more…

D: I too am quitting.(Curtain comes down)

CUT, BACK TO CLASSROOM.

Our instructor turns to his next prey, Mr. Venki - monk-i (monk=saint)

Instructor: Don’t get angry over anyone. Be calm.

Venki: what sir?

Instructor: Don’t get angry over anyone. Be calm

Venki: what sir??

Instructor: Can’t u hear me, you bunch of disrespectful people? SHUT UP & GET OUT.
(And a plastic smile added, as if to show that he is calm)

Venki: Don’t get angry over anyone. Be calm. :P

Instructor gets TNG. Quits AOL. PrateeQ Baba takes over along with Swami Ankit Nanda.

Enough of advice Doctor sir, these are the same things we had been hearing from the past many years, and let me reaffirm that we aren’t in KG, but in PG. If at all we are to change, the feeling should flow freely from within and can't be extruded, that too with four worthless pieces of paper called the attendance sheet.
Crumple the attendance sheet and see how many less would attend.

GOODBYE SIMC-AOL TEAM .I HAVE REACHED A POINT OF NO-RETURN. AM NOT EVEN ATTENDING REGULAR CLASSES NOW.
EVEN THE GRUESOME MUMBAI OFFICE & TRAVEL COULDN'T MAKE ME SO STRESSED & TIRED.

Question paper review

Bizzzzzzzare communications and Corporate life KILLS

Q1. How do you gear up to your seniors expectations?

Venki gets a doubt, still the remaining piece of 'intellect inside' knocks...

Expectant or expecting seniors??? In college, we arranged vehicles, doctors and nurses in case of an emergency. In the office environment, maternity leave is of greater importance.
At SIMC, since our seniors haven’t got much of an expectation, this question didn’t make much sense, and obviously was difficult to answer. But yeah, staying quiet on IP may gear me up, to meet the senior’s expectation.

Q2. Tele-conversation with an irate customer (Verbatim)

Venki habituated in trying the toll-free, tone-free, sweet toned girls at the call centers (CC), could attend the question well.

CC: ‘How may I help u?’
V: Am Venki from Chennai, currently in Symbi top, for AV….
CC: Excuse me sir, are you the same monkey who rung up yesterday, but from another number???
V (flushed, excited n expectant) : Yeah, yeah,…
(koook..kook…koook…koook)
V: As usual, she too disconnected it Sahil. Let me try the wrong number technique now….
(and it goes on and on)

Customer was the ladybird, so answer is correct. 8/10.

Q4. What are listening etiquettes?

Venki remembered a conversation with the No. 13th ex-girlfriend.

The practical experience followed in paper
• Maintain eye contact with the 13th girl
• Focus on content, not DELIVERY (??!!!!)
• Sit as if you are hearing, and in between, tel a 'YEAH, OK, OF COURSE, ALRIGHT, as and when u feel it.
• Avoid distractions (14th gurl in the nearby chair) when the 13th speaks.
• Treat listening as a challenging mental task (Proven Mental!!!)
• Stay active (Hmmmm, forced to!)
• Use the gap between her rate of speech and our rate of thought. (Winking venking uses the gap fruitfully to earn the 14th )

SMOC analysis – As usual went up in smoke, the ash remains still. Tenders invited.

Q6. TRUE OR FALSE (2010 Stumped!!)

After all this effort, Venki gets a doubt. Am I in PG or KG? Err… if my memory doesn’t defeat me, I did this exercise way back in 5th standard…or say 7th standard.
Anyways, at SIMC, we strive to maintain the same standard, else the faculty will. :-)
Come on… true, true, false, false, true, false…
Wow… There ends the day!!!

A happy Venki runs to the hostel and gears up to meet his seniors expectations.

Next change, yet another paper for the blog.

Viewspaper

ALUMNI MEET ACCREDITED

With the semester exams culminating in a stereotypical disaster, Batch 2010 was seen eagerly enquiring the dates of Alumni meet 2011. Alumni Meet dates, which always had been an intelligent way to write backlogs, but with a saving grace, is the most sought after function after college. The word 'Alumni' was acknowledged by the Oxford dictionary in 2009, and is being used in a lot of spaces. This was evident after Fossil’s six-year old son who flunked his Class test said , “Papa, Maths mein main ‘Alumni’ ho gaya. I promise to write it better next time”.

CHICKEN ENTERS MESS, HOGS LIMELIGHT

After a unmarked period of silence, Chicken finally entered the SIMC domains of Lavale. This Mega event was marked by the presence of the entire UG batch, and later entertained by songs written, composed, sung, marketed, sold & heard, by Mr. Air of Batch 2009.(But we like it)
"The lovely chicks of Fungiosis found themselves let down with the entry of those luscious legs in the mess, gifted with amazingly soft and satin smooth feel" opined Midhun.
After seeing chicken legs, some of the crab like girls were found searching for the sea-anemone guys, with whom they were usually seen to be forcibly attached.

‘P-ART OF LIVING' INTRODUCED

The maximum number of successful classroom-proposals happened in the SIMC Auditorium today. The P-Art of living took an initiative to help those spineless guys propose the best of the girls. The permitted dialogues were strictly told to be reciprocated verbatim as, “Hi Y, I am X, I belong to you”.

TAKE HOME BREATHING ASSIGNMENTS

SIMCians weren’t spared by the torrent of assignments even by the AoL team, who instructed them to practice breathing modules, so as to facilitate breathing in the subsequent semesters. This is a welcome relief to all those who suffered stifled cries and also forgot to breathe, while writing assignments in the congested first semester, opined the director. Those who are unable to breathe for 15 continuous Ujjwalas are likely to get a BNG (Breathing not granted).

REPETITIVE MANAGEMENT AWARD

An absolutely innovative type of management known as repetitive management or redundant management, won the "Students-patience" award. This was added to the MBA module of Batch 2010.
The awards will be presented on the 26th January, followed by a Needs, Wants & Desires speech. This is bound to happen in every subsequent semester, said a senior quoting anonymity. Needs, wants and desires will haunt you till you enter the market, he added. N,W & D has donned several human forms at a time and horrified the seniors students too.

The (f)art of miscommunication

Guest writer @

www.protocollide.blogspot.com

On the hillock whose fables have been in this forum for the past several months, there are other creatures too. And since everything from the Bible to the Bhagwadgita to Microsoft Office has different versions, there has to be one for coconaughty too.

I'm neither coco nor naughty. So any attempt to infuse humour is partly due to our common liking to the text propounded here before, and the insane wish to do a fan mix.

In the hilltop known to propel people every which way, what with 50 km/h winds that even take away the roof of the gem-nauseum (the defunct-as-it-is-yet-to-be started cardiac-arrest section), there are other animals too.

And as with George Orwell's Animal Farm, there's a strange psychology at work.

The Seven Commandments of the SIUKWLVMTPMHSIMC Farm are as follows-

1. Thou shall not fall asleep on the field even if the supervisor sings the same song eighty-five times on powering a point into you.

2. Thou shall not tell to the Squealer how you feel, for the Squealer will squeal and let you know how it is.

3. Thou shall take, lying down, any piece of linseed or dung cake that comes to you, by way of ins-truck-shun.

4. Thou shall inhabit the stalls where garam paani and thandi hawa are available in inverse pro-portions.

5. This commandment is open for self-contemplation. You may here, choose the color of your nail-polish or the amount of facial hair, regardless of your sex, you are allowed to have.

6. Thou shall answer all questions-even if they involve the unscrambling of YANKEE ART into the name of a management consultancy you've never heard of (note to self to anticipate comeback- Serves you right).

7. Thou shall eat peela daal-like water to ensure equal and proportionate input-output system, eat roti of the made-of-aata-tastes-like-atta-too brand, and eat papads of the soft-like-roti variety, and not be flummoxed by the fact that 44 of the 100 rupees you invested in feeding yourself are buried in the swimming pool which you can't use.

At this point, you shall promptly break a foot, smash your head against the wall, and look forward to your superannuation.

Ohh! and before you forget, if at any time you choose to whimper a protest, you'd be proudly shown your place in the pecking order, issued a its-a-war-ning letter.

So there. Understand the bureaucracy-cum-red-tape-cum-how-the-shit-flows a little better.
Atleast the perspective helps.

Miscomm - I (Syllabus)

The exams aren’t over as yet.
After Bizcomm, or say Bizzare communication, the last paper for the semester is Miscomm – I, part II, III n IV of which are sure to follow in the subsequent semesters.

CODE: 115

MODULE: Miscomm – I or Miscommunications - I

OBJECTIVE: To introduce the student into as many confusions as possible and thus infuse in them a low-confidence wave, which gets them practice the visual imagery of Panchagani. This module will also introduce the theories and practices on how to book, rebook, and cancel the tickets for their respective hometowns.

DETAILED SYLLABUS

Sessions ------------------------- Topics

I ---- Introduction to Panchgani fun, Infusion of hope and desires.

II ---- History of Senior Panchgani’s, Visual imagery of the place and associated feelings.

III ---- Introduction to Indian railways, Indian airlines (Indian) and private airlines. Learning the itinerary of various airlines to suit requirements

IV ---- Sources of rumors, news – official and unofficial sources, public gossip, developing a news story

V ---- Expressing through whines and whimpers, Skills required for writing official complaints, booking & canceling tickets, Issues and concerns in the hilly context.

VI ---- Why or why not panchgani? Role in the confusion mix.

VII ---- Management – student relations – a confusing case study.

VIII ---- Departments and their role in confusing students.

IX ---- Difference between booking and canceling tickets, losses and gains, How is Tatkal booking done?

X ---- Basics of meeting crooks, antisocial and requesting unavailable tickets, How to polish the ticket examiners, coolies and other staff to get confirmed tickets.

XI ---- Fundamentals of facing any adversity with élan, composure

XII ----Psychology of student behaviour, parent behaviour & management behaviour

XIII ----MENTAL VIEWPOINT, VERBAL LANGUAGE AS MUSIC TO EARS, CREDITS, SCRIPT, PRODUCTION, DIRECTION, AWARDS (Best acting and direction)

Playback option for the next year.

Recommended Reading:

The art of voice acting - Director and Staff (SIMC Lavale & Viman Nagar press)
Presentation of news to the public – DD (Lavale press)
Handbook on managerial miscommunications – SIU, Pune
Irctc.co.in – Booking and cancellation rules
Cleartrip.com – Booking and cancellations- Terms and conditions.

Folklore from SIMC

Premise:

Grandma is trying hard to put the child to sleep with a lullaby. The kid isn’t happy with the songs and wants a story instead. Grandma is more than happy to share a bedtime story which would forcibly put any child to sleep.

Story:

Once upon a time lived in a cyber village, the Kida christened DOLLA. As the famous nuisance creator in a far off village, he was in the habit of sleeping late, simply because he loved owls, bats and crickets. Even before A,B,C’s were taught, the intelligent Kida learned making Hindi words with it. Eg: B for Behen…, C for Choo…., He simply got into a habit of showering the words at will on anyone before him.

Fed up with his antics, the poor parents packed three bags and bound it tight with a bank loan. The train was destined to an unknown mountain perched between two valleys. Luckily, for the young Kida, his exile was a perfect breeding ground. The mountain in itself was devoid of civilization. As luck would have it, he got nocturnal friends, gifted with dictionaries without the words like culture, courtesy, manners, behaviour, society or co-existence. Life went on and on. Finally one night, a furore kept him awake, as someone tried to advertise his state of mind and creativity with paper cuttings/collage.

(The child eyes popped out)

Child: (curious, and in rapt attention) Then what happened grandma?

No response

Child: (More inquisitively) Then what happened, please tell grandma?

Grandma: The next day, ASID uncle, his caretaker, took up the case and the rest is history.

If anyone in that college was found to be awake for long, ASID uncle used to come and give a warning or two.

Child: (A little relieved, gives a deep sigh) and…

G: After some days, Dolly bunkida some classes, when a poor yem-yem / Midhun Murali Boy was leading.

The proclamation echoed deep in his heart, and followed in action, “Attendance mera janamsiddh adhikaar hein, and I will have it, chahe class mein hein ki nahi”.

Child: “Ayyo…Then..”

Nothing else. “Jaldi so jaaa, varna……… uncle aaake warning letter dega…” :-)

The frightened child goes to sleep without hearing the end of the story.

Even today, years after Dolla was reprimanded, folklores carry the story via Doll play, puppetry, adultery and what not!!!

The children who don’t sleep early are told the story with a last sentence

“ Jaldi so jaaa, varna……… uncle aaake warning …” :-)

Moral / Caution : Whenever things get out of hand, uncle has the authority to get free tickets booked to your hometown, but from the “caution!!!” deposit.

IT'S INTRAPERSONAL

Midhun looks through the advertising module. Greek and Latin!!!

Where are my notes??? His mind echoes. A thorough search, yields results. Rushing through the entire notes generates nothing but, uninterest, exactly like the Rs 1000/- sleeper classes in SIMC. He slowly flips through the pages, like in the memory of a beloved one.

(Background music: ‘Maanasa maine varuuuu….’ means, “Return ohhh my beloved..”)

His caresses on the pages are worth many a tear-drop.

(The camera zooms in for clarity)

Date: 11/07/2008

Summary of the notes: Intrapersonal communication, Interpersonal communication. Mass communication, ATL, BTL.

Camera zooms out. Close - up shot of the happy Midhun face.

Midhun flips more pages.

Date: 21/07/2008.

Summary of the notes: Intrapersonal communication, Interpersonal communication. Mass communication, ATL, BTL.

DÉJÀ VU!? Ripley's Believe It Or Not! ? Or was it a photocopy?

Amusement writ large on his face, he rings up his next door loyal, studious, scholarly, diligent, intellectual Rejil, who is into big time self-advertising these days.

M: “ Rejil, what are the notes that you have had on the 21^st July?”

R: Just a moment....

(Rejil thinks Intrapersonal) Notes! What is that?!!

(Effective utilisation of Silence)

He finds something somewhere...

“Hello…yeah Midhun, it’s Intrapersonal communication, Interpersonal communication………”

(Midhun interrupts the conversation)

So, please check it for the 11^th.

R: hmmm… yeah, got it. “Intrapersonal communication, Interpersonal communication…

M: (In a confirming tone) Ohh, so it wasn’t Déjà vu.

R: No, not at all, since the syllabus is too compact and can be easily covered in 5 classes, we were having a deferred live telecast. And for your information, the whole month had the same exercise, till a revolution happened.

M: “Revolution!!! what??”

Date: 11/08/2008

R: “LUX IS A BRAND, AND SOAP IS A PRODUCT”

M: ‘But the subsequent classes, dated 22/08/2008, did have a change.
SOAP IS A PRODUCT AND LUX IS A BRAND”

Some August occasions over. We hopefully welcome September, without lamenting on the losses.

Flipped the September notes. Screening of Advertisements.

Date: 07/09/2008

Summary of Midhun’s notes: “ Sony Bravia - 3471 balls, 877 green, 740 blue, 378 yellow, 568 orange, 299 red, 444 brown. The rest went down the drain like the Ad students”

Wrong count. Repeat classes.

Phewww!!

Date: 19/09/2008

Summary of Midhun’s notes: “Sony Bravia - 3296 balls, 872 green, 733 blue, 371 yellow, 580 orange, 329 red, 411 brown”

Midhun gets his balls right, while others wait for their number of balls to fall in the right place. Midhun is happily whistling his old tune.

CURTAINS TO SEMESTER ONE, ADVERTISING CLASSES.

Midhun again in INTRAPERSONAL communication.

“What about MEDIA PLANNING and AD CREATIVES???”

Fungiosis on a rescue mission: Don’t you worry MIDHUN, we introduce before you…

SELF STUDY TEST -101 Tips.
No, No, don’t you rest(ing) be panicky. Not a new subject paper in the SIU time table*

* TILL DATE

This is a newly introduced book in the market, presently minting money like crazy. All SIMC-ians are requested to get the book for better results. Co-authored by YOU CAN SEE.

Midhun laments: ‘Rs 6 lakhs, for a correspondence course in PR.”

What correspondence Midhun? Correspondence at least sends you sensible notes, in proper condition unlike…”

Examples quotes as below.

SOCIAL COMMUNICATION

The three main stages are physical and mental and all these three have their own unique characteristics – Page 11

In underdeveloped countries such as India (*&^%$###@$, politically incorrect), the media has a great responsibility to fight backward ideas such as casteism and communalism – Page 5

The entire dependency is now on imported genetically engineered corn and soya and ready-to-eat mixes of strange things that are not supposed to be eaten - Page 42

AV MODULE

Depth of Field.

It is the field (for ploughing??) which is in focus. it is the distance in focus which is in front of the object and beyond the object. in case of the close, object is the starting point of the depth of field.

Connective Shot.

Shot for connection of background and other ground ( UNDERGROUND???) by using trolley.

Bottom Angle

Views the object from the bottom side ( Whose bottom???) --- ALL IN ONE - PAGE 19

Lots more in store. Wait and watch.

After all this torture, Midhun is highly into intrapersonal conversation, leave alone communication.
Tthe famous psychiatrist Dr. Combiflam in Ujala white, opines.
“This is incurable, and we have given up hope”

Euthanasia

Phoolan Devi left the screen seven years ago. Popularly known as "The Bandit Queen", she was an Indian dacoit, who later turned politician.

The reincarnation is here in our own SIMC. Popularly known as ‘The Journo Queeno’, she is turning out to be a cold blooded imbecile.

But, Beware, Caution!!! Though minus the guns, she is armed with truck loads of ammunition. Caustic remarks to acerbic terms, & she can fire any minnow to death with the improbable dates she quotes. One of her speeches delivered during a political campaign is replicated below.

Draped in some mismatch, she arrives.
(Dressing Etiquette: ZERO marks)

Late by an hour, she already has 120 people waiting.

JQ: “Bengal is flooded and so I am a little late”
(Value for time: ZERO marks)

The speech begins

“When India gained independence on the 12^th September 1956, we were on the verge of …

(Interruption by her secretary): Madam, August 15, 1947.

JQ: ohhhhh… is it??? So, you think I didn’t know??? What I say is right and it's the only point of view. Understood? Else go, complain to ASID…
(Manners / Courtesy, while Interacting : ZERO marks)

(Secretary apologizes and moves back)

JQ continues: where did I stop? Yeah… till Tsunami struck India in 2007 September (Memory, Knowledge: ZERO marks), we all were under the impression that we have freedom of the press. But NO! Tsunami couldn’t change the history of Indus Valley civilization which flourished in Bengal, a century back in 1937, along with the Bangla newspaper SINDBAD KAUMUDI.

(Sanju, an aspiring SIMCian journalist is present to cover the event)

S: (Disgusted she murmurs): What an incoherent delivery!!!

The silence of the mike is soothing, but another sound effect is edited and added.

Munch. Munch. Crunch. Munch. Crunch...and it continues...

Sanju tunes in and picks the sound effects properly, Thanks to AV class.

Looks up to see ‘Journo Queeno’ chew some sandwiches.

(JQ continues…)

JQ: Sorry people did not have Breakfast, Lunch nor Brunch and so …..
(Professional Demeanor: ZERO marks)

Sanju, as usual, questions: How is it that Tsunami stuck in 2007? If I remember right, it stuck India and Indonesia in 2004.

(Ambers fly, JQ turns red hot)

JQ in the HOW DARE YOU pose explains: “Can't you be louder? Or are you treasuring your womanhood?” (Respecting the subject : ZERO Marks)

No other choice… Sanju repeats the question.

JQ: “It stuck the rest of India and Indonesia in 2004, but in Bengal we allowed it’s entry only in 2007, be it weather or Nano, it runs as per our wish in Bengal.”

Sanju out of fear, keeps her agape mouth shut.

JQ doesn’t stop and continues her tirade, but now against the journalist who questioned her. (Showering Humiliation, Insult, Ignominy, Sarcasm, Rudeness: 10/10 Marks)

JQ: “You so called journalists, do you know about the history of the press or the gagging act???

Sanju: “Only a part of it, can you please explain?”

JQ: “Those days in Bengal, the police came to arrest me, they beat me, and they gagged me… (Pondering, & in reflection...). There Gandhiji (2 October 1869 – 30 January 1948) and Raja Ram Mohan Roy (August 14, 1774 – September 27, 1833) came together to meet me, thus bringing 'Gagging act' into place. ..and sob sob… (Crocodile tears fell on the podium)

(JOURNO QUEEN is ushered inside)

Sanju was last seen in a pose to escape this torrent of ignorance. No information after that. If JQ goes this way, the journalist may either quit or go on strike.

Finally it was breaking news for the media.

Today morning, Lavale stood witness to the brutal murder of Journalism and its history. The witnesses are dumfounded and in a state of shock. The administration refuses to comment or take blame. However, the murderer roams free. Residents in the Journalism colony are warned against this brutal specie, which is on rampage due to lack of clarity and abundance of arrogance. Wildlife experts claim this to be an extreme case, where madness sets in due to an inclination towards a particular place.

Library and TNG

TNG is nothing but a paid holiday in a semester!!!

What a sanguine thought process from the great PrateeQ.

Anyways some, including me who didn't earn it, has transformed ourselves to nothing more than a library now.
Anyone and everyone who has a problem with the required data via .ppt / .doc / .pdf , are earnestly requested to ping me any moment. Please don't consider this library to be knowledge based, it's just data based at the moment. There are chances of the library becoming knowledge based, Insah allah.
Still pondering on why equating myself with a library? Simply because the Library just stores retrievable information, but without the ability to recreate or interact, thus clarifying doubts/queries.

Have you ever heard of a library that walks and also went for an exam?!! Again it's me. Data strewn all round, without the ability to vomit on paper.

Library, has itself acquired a secondary meaning: "A collection of useful material for common use".

Come on Rejil, Better Luck Next time...
Goodnight

RESULTS ANNOUNCED!!!

The class tests hadn’t seen such rapt attention given to details and instructions.

The weaklings in mathematics too made it a point not to mess up with numbers.

Guessing??? It’s payback time... Faculty Assessment… WOW!!!

Results Announced:

A tensed atmosphere... 15 faculties and one score.... Lub-Dub .. that was someone's heart, fearing failure...

The tussle for the top slot was between the No 1 and No 2, which clearly ended in a tie.

The tie breaker or decision via lots is on the anvil.

While No. 4 clearly failed the test, most of the others cleared the bar with comparative ease. The average score of the class was found to hover around 25-30, which by all standards is ‘high scoring’ for any institute.

An example with remarks on how the marks were credited as per the following criterion's:

CONTENT:

Enlightenment!!! But when and about what??

Late receipt of the syllabus. And then it dawned, “The known is miniscule and the unknown infinite.” Can’t u see a halo around the students? Yes, there is.

How did it happen?

Truth: It’s not precisely a HALO, but the smoke that emanates from the fried brains and forms a permanent ring.

But did we read the question correctly?

Did it mean, “Are u satisfied with the content taught or are u content???”

Either ways the answer remains the same!!!

PRESENTATION:

“Fashion show thode hi hein ki aisa waisa presentation kare. Haath muh pe rakho, yaah kahin aur, volume nahi aane ka baahar. Maar daloonga.”

Don’t panic. These are excerpts from a famous movie “Aar ya paar, yet bekaar”

The presentation was absolutely marvelous with students teaching students on what the slides meant to speak.

ADHERENCE TO SYLLABUS:

Wow!!! Loved it. We were somewhere misguided that the Aide-Memoir is part of the syllabus, simply because that was gifted first.

Midhun: “Why don’t we have the Aide-Memoir as a paper, sir?”

Asid: “What prompts you to think so?”

M: “The syllabus was given late and the Aide-Memoir on day 1. We took it as a paper and so are well versed”

A: “Good suggestion. Will get back to you”

After some days, EXAM CODE 0114 - Aide-Memoire.

Days whistle and whisk past him

The University exam results announced, Midhun rings dad

Midhun: Dad, I failed in the Aide Memoire test.

Dad: Now, what is that?

M: Paper no 114, testing practical indiscipline and its implication via theory. The modules were INDISCIPLINE, ROWDYISM, DRINK N BOOZE.

Dad: Don’t wry, better luck next time.

M: But dad, I don’t indulge, and so won’t ever clear the bar........

(Phone disconnected....)

INTERACTIVITY:

GREAT!!!

You ask a question and pat come the reply.

“I am unable to explain....Errr...If one among you can do it for the benefit of the rest of the class, please come forward.”

There is no symbiotism in this case....

We pay fees, we teach ourselves and yet, who draws the salary. ??.

Unpaid, bonded labourers, keep quiet. I have the attendance and the aide memoir….Beware…sorry...be aware…!!

Else interactivity among the class & inmates are excellent, with small pieces of paper passing clandestine information, tic-tac-toe, hurray!!! I won…

CONTRIBUTION TO EXISTING KNOWLEDGE

:-) :-) We contributed a lot to their non-existent knowledge.

CURTAINS FOR SEMESTER ONE CLASSES.

DEAR ANUPAM SIR, WE THE AD & PR BATCH WILL FOREVER MISS YOUR CLASSES, NOT JUST FOR THE CHARM ATTACHED, BUT FOR THE CLARITY IN UNDERSTANDING COUPLED WITH CONTENT. ALSO THE PRESENTATION AND INTERACTIVITY SPICED WITH GOOD HUMOR.

The Great IP War, Circa 2008

After the mighty war of the IPL or the Indian Premier League, cricket seems to have given way to the great IP war, Thanks to SIMC.

Two teams. Two footprints. One trophy. Intense competition.

• Matures 2009 Vs Immatures 2010 (Coined by the great Maverick suiting)

Boltejao, Baktejao, Bajateraho - War cry, 2009 Team, “Bring it off”!!!

Sunteraho, samajteraho, soteraho - Whimper, 2010 Team, “Give it please”!!!

Captain 2009: Maverick, the mature suiting.

Captain 2010: Maverick’s immature Kid.

2010 team. Auctioned off by their parents. Rs. 6 Lakhs per head of Bank loans.
Premier players at a management quota of hard c'r'ash.
Players picked from the lot in a hat. And WHO from the mat?!!

Maverick suiting says that the IP would help SIMC provide the breeding ground for immature players to stink. It will have long term benefits for 2010 with the movies downloaded, the expletives showered, the Harsha (Happy=We all like it) PJ’s shared and the foolish multicasts, not to forget the Imbecile counterstrikes on and off the IP, he said.

With the trend angling towards a war like scenario, as seen post independence, Lavale emulates the secluded pockets.

‘Insha allah, we will win the cup” – Suiting saab 2009 blurted.

“But it will be we who will drink from the cup” – Immatures 2010 countered.

“I will mix VIM to the drink” - suiting, the one man army shouted.

“We require a little more of vim to succeed, and so thanks” – Immatures, 2010.

Verbal spat won. Hats off to 2010.

Next

“Throw an egg at him”

“No, we will eat it instead”

“Better sit and hatch it, 2010”

“Please, don’t chicken all of 2010 for an ambiguous photo”

No winners.

Verdict: It’s sure to attract a lot of Footprints and bigger fools-print in the next academic year.

This maverick suiting verbose is set to become a trend-setter and gain cult status.

So, do not miss the next round targeted to all by 8 pm every evening.

HOWZATT!!!

WHY UNNECESSARY MUDSLINGING AND WASHING YOUR DIRTY LINEN IN PUBLIC, Mr. MAVERICK???
THE SO CLAIMED "MATURE" PEOPLE WOULDN'T BLABBER, INSTEAD GET THE NEGATIVE(S) [If any of the 1983 pic]; CLARIFY IT TO THE PUBLIC WHO SUPPORTED THE EXHIBITION WITH THEIR PRESENCE, SO THAT WE ARRIVE AT AN AMICABLE SOLUTION.
ELSE IT’S ALSO TANTAMOUNT TO TARNISHING THE CREDIBILITY OF THE PHOTOGRAPHY CLUB AND THE NOTEWORTHY EFFORTS THEY HAVE PUT IN.

NO WINNERS, NO LOSERS YET. Let maturity be tested likewise, Mr. Maverick suiting Pvt Ltd!!!

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