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It was a day when our most peaceful semester turned out to be a semester even worse than the days spent under the aegis (sic) of KPK. We were agog at the prospect of a semester when the courses were light & fun, the grading good and the profe**ors chilled. There was a general feeling in the Me**anical Depart**nt that P**f. Fortune had been utterly altruistic on its fou**h year D**l De*ree students this year and were soaring aloft with joy. But, we, the poor students of C*M never knew what lay in our way.

It was another cheerful morning, when I had woken up late, attended just one class in the morning (because I had just one class in the morning all the 4 days, apart from Wednesday when I had no class the whole day. HURRAH!!) and came back to my room after lunch gathering strength for my 4.5 hours of consecutive evening classes. There was a friendly-looking mail in my G*O which seemed to advert to some registration issues. I thought it just referred to the acceptance of my mess fees but lo! , on opening the mail, it affronted me with its bold italicised letters alleging that my registration had been drastically disapproved.



Apparently our Fac**ty Ad**sor had suddenly woken up from a deep slumber of about three and a half years and decided to do his IMPORTANT duties all of a sudden. Of course, having never interacted with any of us before, and having never checked the registration website before, he had no idea how and why we had taken the courses in the previous semester, or which courses had gone extinct and which new courses had started flowing in these years. So, using his (ill)logical mind he just said that we cannot enroll for any course this semester unless mentioned in the list given on some invisible ME website. It never bothered him that more than 90% of the courses in that list on the ASC (of course, there's no list on that antique ME website) are not running this semester and due to the proficiency shown by the likes of AA, are innumerable clashes of slots. So without thinking how deeply he was afflicting us with his decision, he just proceeded to cancel our registration.

We immediately gathered ourselves and proceed to the department with alacrity. P**f. Jo**i, another severely incompetent pr*f***or of C*M was ignorant of any such situation and seemed even more taken aback than us. But he tried to allay our fears by stating that he would ameliorate our condition and help us to register for all the courses that we wanted to take. He then advocated freedom for us in front of both our fac*d and H*D and adverted to our dilemma of not having enough options. But, it seemed that our esteemed H*D (Shame on S*j*l for taking him as his guide)had left his brains in some aerie or alloyed his grey cells with trash. After talking to H*D P**f. Jo**i came out a different man and announced that we had to resolve the issue ourselves and must take the damned courses given in the damned ASC list. He said the Satan-damned H*D was not amenable to any logical arguments provided by him. The reason for this might be that the power which Mr. Bap*t had been aggrandizing for so long had now gone to his head and replaced the tissues required for logic. There was now an ambivalent feeling among us of anger and rejection but I*T-ians are taught to fight against all odds. We soothed our broken hearts and ambled to our classes. It seemed that we were no longer ambulatory and couldn’t lift our feet at all.




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Word List 1 :)

My dinner lies in abeyance, as I, accoutred with my monitor, cpu and other accessories, write this piece of article. The remnants of the abominable day still linger in my mind. I wished to sleep but had to wake up to take the CL test. I finally let go of my sleep but this act of abnegation would not prove to be as fruitful as I had desired. As usual, I abrogated the well-intentioned well known rule of bathing before eating and unabashedly proceeded for the mess.

On reaching the counter full of abominable aloo (sic) paranthas, I realised that of late I have been having quite an abstemious diet. The sight of Gabbar in front of me led me to muse upon the abstract relationship between eating and gaining weight. There is always an accretion in the girth of people like him regardless of the quantity of food they consume. The actuarial tables also portray that there is no correlation between the waist line and the daily calories intake for an average human being.
Somehow I devoured my meal and headed for my room where I once again faced the dilemma of what to do and what not to do before an exam. I adjured myself to have a look at some DI questions but ended up viewing some arbitrary Facebook profiles.
I also found an interesting article where another couple had refused to abjure their beliefs due to society pressure. I acclaim their belief in themselves and their rejection of the fear of being ostracized by society. I detest people who acquiesce to their peers and families and lead their fake lives especially pursuing careers they have no interest in.
Anyways, somewhere about noon , I proceeded for the destination for my test and came across several shops in between, which were abutting each other and the customers of one were standing in front of the other. Due to my fear of acrophobia I was hoping that my destination was not a skyscraper. Fortunately , it was not and when I accosted the examiner I was surprisingly feeling as if I was at the acme of my preparation.
In the examination hall, I found a military-looking guy sitting next to me who was the son of an adjutant and I accommodated him in completing the form.

Unfortunately, the paper was such that I kept on cursing it in highly acrimonious terms. All the while, I kept feeling that my ignorance was abysmal and it was better to get out of there ASAP just like those IIT Endsems. The questions completely addled me and there was an acute sense of pain at my absolute inability to answer the Quant and DI questions.The verbal questions were too abstruse to comprehend.
Till the exam ended, I had lost all my acuity in judging the answers from the questions and the exam was a complete fiasco.

The only good thing about the day is that I finally have started writing and hope to continue this. The experience of writing something is too profound to explain in words. Its simply gr88 :)