Wednesday, February 06, 2008

Octa - IIMPrints Writeup


For those who think they have seen everything the world had to offer, Octa is god’s way of telling you “Got you, sucker!” Octa’s antics are legendary around campus and evoke memories of days when logic and tact actually meant something. His stubbornness clouds every shred of logic his mind can lend support to. What with him going around campus saying people who have girlfriends must be stupid. How can guys talk for more than 2 minutes with any girl? This macho façade however, doesn’t stop him from burning the midnight oil to do “favours” for girls. Now don’t get me wrong – I meant writing SOP’s and completing their projects. It also doesn’t matter to him one bit that the girls he tries to hit on already have boy friends!


Octa can be extremely sweet at times. Like this one time, when he took a Dreamy Damsel he’s had his eye on for a while to Hazratganj and bought her whatever she wanted, only on his fathers credit card!


His biggest regret to date has been that he is not an Australian. He worships anything Australian and has been known to support their cricket team to worlds end. The only thing that could have made him change his unpatriotic ways was 500 people baying for his blood when Australia LOST to India. He thought long and hard about the repercussions of continuing to support the Aussies when hiding from the murderous crowd in his toilet. Could he risk being lynched and retain his ideals? Or was his life more important? When faced with questions such as these, men have been known to falter. But not Octa. He decided to save himself by using the oh, so fortunate Symonds – Harbhajan altercation to his advantage and switching loyalties.


This came to light on one of his famous drinking binges at an insti party while listening to his favourite Punjabi & Hindi music. Octa is known to get high by just holding on to the vodka bottle. These are times when one doesn’t expect Octa to propound or confess anything, given he has no time in between running around in circles and doing the bunny hop to Himesh Reshammiya. This revelation was also followed by him accepting to logging in to 40 computers in the CC just so that he could cast his vote for Ponting against Sachin in an online poll on Blondie.


When he got to know about his confessions the next morning, Octa went into depression and leant on his true love for support – Orkut. He started forming communities like “I don’t mind crying” and “I love my therapy” to reach out to other aggrieved souls like him.


There are many more facets to Octa – his incessant cribbing about company presentations and double dips, but that my friends, is another story.

Charan N Reddy - IIMPrints Writeup



“Join us in saying "How da Charrrannnnnnn?" and worshipping the Simu-God, God of Gods, Master of Algorithms and Father of DNA Computing.” Thus goes the description on D – Babu Disciples, an Orkut community dedicated to the demi – god. But this is not all there is to Don Babu.



D Babu suffers from a chronic identity crisis; he has been unable to figure out whether he is a Tam, Gult, Arab, Swiss or German. Our efforts to unravel the mystery have proven futile as well.



CID Shankar’s much touted brilliance takes a backseat when invariably, he is the last to discover things that have become commonplace or accepted facts the world will vouch for. He has steadily climbed the ladder moving from CID to Scotland Yard, Mossad and more recently his ascension to a Ninja. The moves and litheness on this killing machine would put a Jedi Knight to shame.



The same cannot be said about his biking prowess. A “passionate biker” Charan drives at breakneck speeds of 20 kmph. A fact umpteen joggers who have overtaken him would testify. This could also be a front he puts up to hide from the world his real powers.



The quintessential ladies man, his suaveness puts the Brosnans and Gables of the world to shame. Proof of this lies in a gift by a particular German girl – a white t – shirt with pink hearts and “Naughty Boy” emblazoned in front. Whenever anyone says his name, she looks up at him with Bambi eyes, bats her eye lids and effortlessly reels off “Adi Paaaavi”, a Tamil phrase! Charan has done his best to keep his philandering ways a secret and has ensured he becomes XYZ’s raakhi brother the minute he senses we have latched onto something. This he feels would make us morally reprehensible.



Even though Don Babu could have had any girl he wanted, he had eyes for only one – Shriya Saran. A part of him died the day she decided to act in Tamil and Hindi movies. This emotional setback has left Charan not being able to trust any girl completely – a quality 007 too had, and is doubted to be one of the reasons for him turning to this life of intrigue.



Don Babu’s taste in movies and music remains loyal to the age of Chitragupt and Sehgal. This makes his existence in this day and age, a veritable anachronism.



A hardcore foodie, Charan’s room has stashed in it an unlimited supply of food – ala the Akshaya Paatram. The number of times he eats in a day is only masked by the number of devotees who visit Tirupathi everyday. A point we use to rib him; the reaction to which is a violent outburst on the most innocent person around who is thrashed mercilessly.



Though intrigue and sex define D Babu, he has proven time and again to be a friend worthy of our trust and respect. Kudos da Charan! “Adi Paaaavi.”

Tuesday, February 05, 2008

Raakesh Natraj - IIMPrint Writeup

Ordinary people become heroes when they throw caution to the winds and run headlong into extra – ordinary circumstances, one became a hero by running away from normal situations. Locking himself up in his room when called on for committee interviews, not replying to mails asking him to attend company presentations or doing his portion of a term project stands testament to this fact. This is also one of the reasons he has not replaced his “cell phone”. This way he is blissfully unaware of any kind of work people may want him to do.

Hands down the most talked about person on campus for his deeds, Arkesha TN Raja (as he like to call himself), has bent the PGP, Placement and STEX rules, often drawing up new ones that serve his purpose. Be it proving his work experience of a year to get into the HEPP process, providing documental evidence of CV points or submitting summer internship documents, Raakesh has shown that he is not about to bow down to rules of any kind.

There are 2 facets to Raakesh – one when he’s drunk and the other a philosopher who tries to reach out to people by appealing to them on a different level. Sometimes these 2 facets unite. Both these are equally funny. What with a drunken Raakesh abusing everyone at an insti party when the booze ran out at 1:30 AM or the DISCO head during hoax who tried to analyze why people copied during the test. Freud was proud.

This wannabe guitarist is verily a woman chaser. From leaving love notes in a H1 door (ably aided by a former council member) to trying to hook up with his latest crush by going after her best friend, Raakesh has tried everything in the book to have him a girl. His “standing” amongst the fairer sex took a nose dive when he got into a nasty fight with a very, very prominent Oculus member. Damage control in the form of going in for a new “look” – long hair, was resorted to and soon Don Juan thought he was back in the game. But little did he know that people had started to mistake him for Shwetha Jhamb and Nitya Venkatesh as his hair grew.

An angry Raakesh took to new forms of getting back at those who made fun of his new look – taking loans from them. This has ensured that he owes almost half the college, money. This soon became a disease and he started mooching stuff off almost everyone. Anyone noticed why Raakesh never goes inside Fauji anymore?

There has been something Raakesh has been totally committed to – his responsibilities. He is the sole reason for the Chess Club reaching the heights it has. He has also staked his claim to being the most useless TamCom president in history.Please do not draw conclusions about him from the above facts. Actually, please do. There’s nothing that can be written to defend him.