Midhun's Journey to Space

Midhun is invited by the ARC of SIMC 2020 to be awarded the winner of the Alumni Hunt 2019.

It’s from a new campus where Midhun receives the award and is requested to speak. Here he goes.

Midhun

Thank you friends. When I was in SIMC, it was just “20000 leagues under the sea” and we had a submarine taking 45 minutes from the beachside. Today, in this virgin campus, where the “Time machine” stands testimony to the modern amenities like flying saucers, floating classes, crater creativity and stability exercises, I float. Though outsiders have to swim for hours together, err… float to reach this enchanting airless destination called 'once in a Blue-Moon', it's an experience. I welcome the Marsian’s and Venusian’s who have taken admission to this cyber space.

The evolution is truly cyber. You not just can interact with the computer, but the computers can speak to themselves today.

Mr. ABC interrupts in between.

We are exploring the chances of providing UG courses underwater too, so that industry can be in sync with planet Pluto. When we were underwater and when I was serving my 13^th stint as the compass, we had a campus spanning 123445544 SQUARE FEET and all web footed students along with litres and litres of brine. Now when am serving the 123^rd time, we have the entire space with only SQUARE FEET and no place to stand as we float...(Please all of you laugh, else.... ). With facilities like asteroids and meteors for recreation, and crater making as an integral part of the course, our students play and learn the tricks of the trade.
An announcement is that, every alumni we met on the road to Pluto has bestowed us the INFACT LIES LIES magazine award, for the best advertising footprint forward, specially because of the lack of an HOD, leave alone a teacher.

We plan to bring and admit the plutonians to our campus in the coming year to make this Pest-O-Calm bigger............. and the speech goes on and on like the limitless outer space...

(Someone snatches the mike)

Midhun continues… Truly... truly, today we need to remember all the directors who served SIMC, which is easy as ABC served it 116 times.

A commotion is heard. The guy who snatched the mike stands up and asks.

Student: What is ABC?

Answer: Basically letters, but just too vast to be explained in 3 letters.

A fed up Midhun gets late and shouts: Where is my rocket?

(Fires it from behind and flies away)

Smoke swirls leave a message behind: Escaping ABC a second time after 2010.

NB: Overall , I salute the batch of 2009 for pulling off a great show each in DAM, HR SUMMIT, COMBAT TERRORISM & FEST-O-COMM.