Wednesday, March 01, 2006

The circle of life.....




Few little boys started their journey with few big boys with a sweet little wine and dine at a little dungeon then known as Studfarm. They stayed, played in their own mirth, while the big boys toiled hard and watched them grow. A year had passed, from the wooden Pailan to the Platinum Lounge. The little ones in their merriment never realized they have grown big. A baton was passed. The name was still Studfarm. Few big boys, confused as ever watched few little boys starting a new journey. The big boys continued the tradition of toiling hard and watching the little ones in their mirthfulness. Only that now they realized what seemed like toiling hard a year ago was merely submitting oneself to somnolence in its coziness. Once again a baton shall be passed. The name will still be studfarm.

Once a Studfarmer!
Always a Studfarmer!

Studfarmer - Since 2004

Swarup “Billu” Beria
- Sunk cost...

The insuperable force behind studfarm's contribution to council...1 Lib Rep. The only time he's used his mechanical engineering skills is as president of dramatics cell (factory of plays if you will). M(a)alik of drams cell, hence the benevolence in showering 'brownie' points on his favorite protégés. One of the original devotees of Shankar bhagwan. Has an appetite which can put a herd of buffaloes to shame.

Kishan kanahiya incarnate. Steals chappals instead of butter though. Thanks to him your slippers get to enjoy different feet of pair every now and then.


Nishant “Ishhhpireet of humanity” Agarwal

HUM TUM OR-KUT
* ING
NISHANT AGARWAL as 'ishpireetofhumanity'

Our hero has total control over the World Wet Web spreading his word through all sorts of messengers and WETsites employing a wide gamut of ammunition from scrapping to spamming.
His multiple personality disguise is well used on the IP messenger... With the front end as a course rep, realtime online support, he uses the tool trying to spread the virus not the message. His offline escapades are no less exciting, as he rides to the deep-alleys at the sound of a bell.

Jokes apart, Nishant is as helpful and generous a person you can expect to come across. Being a teetotaler, he keeps away from booze parties but on all other occasions he is very much a part of the gang. We shall always remember those term-3 nights when he put night-out before the exams giving crashers to poor wingmates when all his studies were over before 10 pm. He has been immortalized through his ILS notes and everyone in the campus knows whom to contact when it comes to some help regarding course material.

Gyan “Hic" Doley
To Pailan and back!

Typifies the nocturnal spirit (and smoke!) of IIM Calcutta by sleeping through the day. Poor soul had to endure two 'day-outs' for laterals. Has been medically advised to watch and distribute unwanted movies on LAN. Sometimes has to drink water neat. Can walk away unrecognized when bathed and shaved. Responsible for almost converting studfarm into an animal farm.

Favourite saying " ".

One fine day he found himself lost in somebody's "f"ancy eyes...and since then he has been dreaming...Literally!

The darling of campus, u can tell the cards in his hand by the look on his face. Innocence personified. A smile is his trademark even while abusing. His wingmates had to literally kick his butt, to convince him not to mention his core competency as roasting potatoes and hunting ducks for his job interviews.

Gaurav “Bulla“ Thapar
Bulla ki jaana ki Thapar Kaun
o to hai Rabbi de sangeet da ik namunna

Once upon a time the word passion was about to lose its shine in the lakes of Joka, but then it found its abode in the heart of a slightly aggressive, slightly defensive! slightly Rubbish, GROSSLY Bullish! and a lil Surdish!

Introducing to you Bulla Di jaan Gaurav Thapar affectionately called Thap Saab. A true connoisseur of art and a man of extraordinary zeal for his creativity and "imagery", Thap Saab often has to pay the price for his reckless creative pursuits. Momentously stands the price paid for his own birthday cake in lieu of blasting the eardrums of his erstwhile sideys with his nightlong practice of Bulla de Gaane. As somebody said "Sardaar ho! Baniyo se panga mat lo!"

Not so popular are his passionate exploits in the fairer direction where Thap Saab has to his credentials, Radiocast when he SHALL mean PODcasts, but Vai Shal i talk about it? I live the life the way I want!

P.S. Thap Saab is the convenor of the secret society of Sardaars of Joka.


Himanshu “Kaminee“ Badhan

Himss: Dad, 10 Indian Airlines tickets required for Carpe-Diem
Dad : No son. 10 won’t be possible, take 4.
Himss: 4! Samjho Yaar, itte me kaam nahi banega, chalo 8 kar do.

:-OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Is that a conversation between a father and a son, or shopkeeper’s bargaining? PR galore! Welcome to the world of Himanshu 'Kaminee' Badhaan – the Poster Boy of Joka - don’t go by the looks, look at the kind of killer Poster he makes. Whenever somebody is stuck somewhere in an airport, he has most cruelly blackmailed his poor Dad to serve his self-centered PR points. But why not? What more do you expect after a molested Adulthood, bartending for Viral who drank and chatted with his Dad, while he was salivating on the dripping Beer.

Excessive PR has come at a heavy cost – Teetotaler with his dad, Teetotaler with one of his Girl Friends (Neha). But he has learned it the hard way. Jo pyaar ek sharaabi RACH NA paaya, KHUd(R)A NA khaasta use ladkiyaa fasaane ke liye Teetotaler banna padaa. But what’s the harm in drinking? Absolutely nothing if you don’t get high by just the smell of it.

He sent shockwaves across the campus when he was found chatting with a guy in his not so trippy state. The technical genius behind the Scorputer project gets his real high when he is left with a guitar to his own sweet melodies.

Aviral “Gaandelwal” Khaandelwal

Talkathon

Almost anything which goes inside his brain stays there. Anything which doesn’t comes out of his mouth. It is rumored that he can talk people to sleep, coma and death in that order; and once he has accomplished that, he reveals the deadliest weapon ever to be inflicted upon mankind – his collection of music. The easiest way of committing suicide in this world is to spend some time in an enclosure with his playlist.

When our dear wingies name was suggested for a marriage proposal, prompt came the reply “Mujhe kya us ladki ki jeevan barbaad karni hai” Alas! Not all is lost, matching up to his clarity of thought, his philosophy is as clear as anything “If there is a goalkeeper guarding the goal, doesn’t imply I would stop kicking the ball”.

Not all is lost yet. If not women, many a NRI men have succumbed to his ways. But now Gaandelwal has his latest weapon in market – Chocolates! Best ones from Switzerland; hidden away safely in his cupboard, custom packed to be gifted to the ladies of the batches invited to his room especially for the purpose.

If only females saw appeal in intellect our man would have been given Tom Cruise a run for his money.


Chetan Anand ManiKonda “Madrasi“
CAM
That’s yyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!!! Kaana kale!

Chetan, Anand, Madrasi, Gulti and many other Anaconda’s combined to make one Konda.
Konda’s swearing in ceremony after becoming Cultural Secretary – “I, as the cultural secretary of IIMC, shall modify H2O to C2H5OH forever and make drinking a Cult for the residents of Joka.” Truly mesmerizing this campus in a year of absolutely intoxicating ambience culminating into scintillating dances and titillating shows, Konda earned himself the most famed distinction of the best contributor to campus life.

But still more interesting has been his summer contributions, where he single handedly impacted the bottomline of a large Investment bank with marathon phone calls all over the world; all personal ones.

When it comes to concentrated effort, Konda has no match. When Konda sleeps u can feel a strange hissing in the air around his room “Come #%^%#%^&$*^$%!#$%&, wake me if u can.” Nobody succeeded yet. Or debate with him on any topic, he is bound to divert the subject to the MOST USELESS AND DISCONNECTED possible topic in this world. The best one being when he made the entire wing debate for 4 hrs. with him on a metaphorically similar topic “Is Zebra an evolutionary disaster and how might it impact placements @IIMC”

Saraswati “D the B“ Krishna
Duniya me aaye ho to ash kar lo
Thoda sa G lo, thoda thoda maar lo

The mystery that was never a mystery except for the man. D the B aka Dr. Banjo.

Starting a new chapter in his life with a “Train to Jokaland” in the cold and ICy company of the greatest celebrity Joka would ever see. The relationship which started as a mere coincidence ended up being a true “Made for each other” - the Hyd Version.

Memorable is his 10 by 8 room, which housed a full scale assembly line grinding, churning, and wrapping all the greenery around. But then those were the days when he had the support of his body and soulmate Hemangbhai "Mangu" Patel.

The demise of his bodymate from Joka, has caused the shackles to break loose, with D the B executing one mammoth project after another. Raising sponsorship for Carpe-Diem, getting his maiden break into the world of theatrical stardom (enviably getting the biggest applause of recent times), to the culmination with a "titillating" Fashion Show.

Alas! too much of success has resulted into unforeseen consequences. In his last days D can be seen running away from Kotler resulting into a permanent asylum in G Top. The titillating show by tittery woman have thrown him into a strange disease - causing nuisance with his last minute jitters in his typical "mumbaiyya gult maddu accentuated hindi" - "Uska to mei **** maar Lega"


Bhaskar “Sailor“ Sengupta
kisi bhi Sailor ko dekh ke ek shaayar kahta hai

Duniya me aaye ho kuch kar jaao meherbaan
jis sahar se gujro aawaaj aaye "Abbajaan Abbajaan"

Having spent a lifetime at sea, Bhaskar Sengupta is eagerly waiting for that one job which will take him back to where he belongs - All At Sea. A sailor to the core he has landed into a lot of ports to check the claims of the Shaayars of the world.

Dispelling no myths about the superhuman capabilities of those from the Sea, Bhaskar has become the phantasmagoric Tentwala always ready with his shovel to extend a helping hand. Sharing his room with 342 spiders, in the wee hours of the morning food has never been a shortage for this Spidinibbal. Not to be overemphasized are his gladiatorial omnipresence when it comes to battling it out in sports. Oops! A sportsman sporting "kuchi kuchi" double tyres. That's where the secret of his manly charms lie. Ummm! The girls know it better.

We express our Bon Voyage to wherever he sails.


Gunjan “count doku“ dokania
Baaki Baad mein...

Ghost of studfarm. Typifies heizenberg's principle, can be found roaming about in anybody's room at any point of time. Displayed his fascination with pussies when he allowed a cat to deliver 4 kittens in his closet. It is a legend that he had a larger stake in this episode!

Losing his weight to lose other more undesirable things on exchange, he stepped on to his dream journey Banging his way through the Thai Capital. The rest is history. His perfect recipe for weight reduction - cuts on useless stuff like fruits and salads, but stays high on spirits. Ask his stepmates who had to fetch him in all sorts of vegetated state of his high spirits from Company ppts. Can show amazing levels of perseverance when it comes to Emotional Blackmail as is clearly reflected on this badly stripped-down version of this profile.

One man who cares more for the bellies of his wingmates than his would be soulmate; he rejected Marriage proposals left, right and centre, but never shied from keeping all the sweets brought in the name of shagun to the wing.

CEO, CTO, COO of a Single person Intelligence and counter intelligence cell @studfarm. Enhanced English Language by inventing expressions like Vatt phalk.

We are sure Doku would take his plywood business to new heights...

“Lawyer“ Puneet Singh Arora
Kanoon Sardaar hai My lord...

The only MBA in our batch who can easily switch to LAW as a profession. The room which once competed with the Count’s for "The cleanest room in the wing" title has come a long way – no cleanliness in the court of justice. Our man has brought disgrace to NH by wasting water on useless activities like bathing and 7 days a week cleaning of his room always in anticipation – kabhi to koi aayegi mujhse Finacc. padhne. Guilty of traumatising fellow TT players in doubles. Lohri DJ, Finacc tutor in one. Alas extra effort on financially challenged fachchis only elicited a "thank you Puneet Sir" from them. Shrugged off any queries on his non-accounting efforts on females.

Ultimate high point - two steppers visited his room strictly for presentation purposes!!
This Sachcha Sardaar has very strict codes of conduct when it comes to his room. No smoking, No drinking, no abuses in his room. What more? No jokes to be cracked upon him when in his room. Though you can take all your liberties by standing just outside his room.

We wish all the best in all his La(o)wly adventures

Manoj “Aye manojjjjjj“ Yaswani
DA-DUDE

When the studliest farmers of this world are lying low
And cannot find a reason to drink,
only one comes to the rescue
CHALO! MANOJ KI JOB TREAT!!

And the Mr. Clean boy blushingly complies with the happiness of his wingies, instantly converting his spic-and-span room into the Bar of the wing. What service? While people are making merry, Da-dude has a single minded focus – “The Bar should never be dirty” in a The-show-must-go-on spirit. Sometimes takes off his T-shirt midway the treat and starts cleaning the room. Though we always knew he wanted to show off those solid muscles to all the boys around. This Sultan’s Blue eyed boy always had a penchant to show off his well apportioned body to all the boys in the campus in the vain hope that somebody would carry the message to the girls. Sorry Dude! You never learnt the language of RG. In fact the only Indian language he knows is English.

And even in English the only jokes he understands are the ones coming out of the tongues of phoebe, chandler, monica, joey, rachel, ross; comfortably ignoring anything more than 1 joke a day. For him A joke a day keeps the doc away.

Pursued only 2 activities passionately at IIMC: watching FRIENDS while sitting, and watching FRIENDS while lying. And Pursued only 1 activity on STEP – doing Samba under and over the able guidance of his Brazilian dudette. His is one of the great bodies at IIMC, and his' was one of the great bodies while on STEP.

Dude shares a great sense of music. With niggers and hood dwellers of New York that is! Was single handedly responsible for Studfarm’s departure from cricket tournament

Whenever you see him smile be assured that he has not understood anything. And a smile is perennially there well pasted on his lip.


Vinay Kasturi “The silent Killer"

What is the sound that is made when water gently pours over you?
Gushhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Not always! Especially when it’s a Vinyl substance shaked in a castor. The sound that is made is –
Sssssshhhhhhhhh!

For that is the silence with which Vinay Kasturi has been executing his underwater stealth operations all his life, right from interiors of Karimnagar to IIT Guwahati to South Korea to all the way to US of A. Not to miss the cradle of it all – Joka. Joka!!!

This prospective I-Banker already has a Desi brand in his pocket and is willing to leave no stone unturned for a fairer or chinkier brand, just leave him alone with his RiGging skills. As responsible citizens the time has come not to let anymore Surajs and CSKs to be made a victim of his sinister RG designs. Take the mantra! Skip whatever Kasturi has to say for syllabus the night before the exams.

But Vinay always has a backup plan ready. Confident as ever, if he can crack the laterals while his suit is still with the tailor, imagine what havoc might follow when Vinay Kasturi comes fully loaded in his 3 piece jet black suit to match his killer black mind.

Be it shaking the ground off D the B’s feet while throwing his job party or displaying his flashy Lappy to impress the General Class gult babes in the train, whenever Kasturi is involved in the town, somebody somewhere will be badly affected.(sometimes himself - It was Lanka who walked away with the Babe in the train).

Kanishka Srivastava

He is the DCM stud constantly asking hi-fi questions during systems' lectures. Due to his low profile, one of the most under-rated guys on campus. Likes to stay indoors... for some strange unknown reason!! Room always messed up... still longing to be there... always! :p

But above all, he has some typical IIM-Cian traites - strong analytical, logical skills but struggling to communicate! :D

Kapil Verma

Of those at IIMC who specialize in doing nothing, Kapil takes the cake. When he wasn’t making a trip to Delhi (which, believe us, was rare as a Haley’s comet), you could find him cooing sweet nothings over the cell to you-can-guess-who. The fair lady whose heart he has managed to steal must be wished all the luck in the world. Even as he prepares to leave the campus, we will always wonder how he managed to crack exams studying next to nothing.

Wednesday, January 18, 2006

Fachcha Summer Treat


The long due party did happen..... as 20 odd people moved to One-Step-Up to wine and dine. It was a great evening with Thaap saab putting Senti as people sipped hi Martini, Doku relenting to temptations of booze and food breaking his vows, Doley trying to smoke G in the restaurant and Ranjha bringing out the photographer in him.

What could not materialize was the Sundaas boys ceremony that happened after summer party one year ago.