Disclaimer: The author suffers from serious hangover of reading J.D.Salinger’s Catcher in the Rye. The author may not be held responsible for any of the following comments including this one.
My hostel rep has asked me to write an article for CR. I was thinking what to write. Blah Blah blah… Fuck off!!! Have you ever read a more phoney start to an absolutely tedious article? Still you will find such a piece of forgettable phoney writing in every issue of CR.
Actually BSP is not the reason why I wanted to write on this topic. It’s got to do with an incident on my Goa trip. Fuck off!!! See again, how idiotically I have tried to pass on the information that I have been to Goa recently and feel more proud than Jaspal Rana. Well the incident that sparked off my writing this stupid unreadable article (How modest. Fuck off!!!) pivots itself upon the ego demon we nurture on the thought of being the ‘elite’ IITians. But are we any better than a group of damn phoney bastards? Every time you meet your friend (fellow IITian), the first thing you do is to boast about what time you slept last night, if in case you did. You proud yourself upon telling how you wasted your time playing AOE and watching “ “, how your scrap count has increased to a few tons and how now you are screwed for the minors. Gimme a break yaar!! You are always complaining how the girls in IIT look horrible and the government should bring in some sort of reservation for them. But have you ever yourself looked in the mirror? Put a hand on your heart and swear that the obnoxious demon that stares back at you doesn’t give you the creeps. Even if the girls were Cinderella in your eyes, you nerds don’t even have the guts to ask a girl out for a date. What you can do is only lie on your cozy bed and “ “.
I don’t think you are reading it till now (another cheap CR gimmick!) but the thing is that not only we IITians but the entire youth is a stupid set of phoney bastards. We are always trying to conform to the standards. No doubt conforming to standards is only a part of the refinement that globalizing economy has made indispensable, but we should not lose our own identity. Why should it matter if a guy doesn’t watch “ “? Why should it matter if a guy doesn’t enjoy ear-blasting rock music but likes to spend his evening listening to some soulful classical Indian music? We all look down upon such people. On the contrary we enjoy the company of those ‘elite’ people who use fuck thrice in their every sentence, use abuses more often than pronouns, know BC SOOTAH by word but fumble if someone ask them to sing Jana-Gana-Mana. I am not trying to be a philosopher nor do I say that I am free from all these vices, but the only point I want to make is that isn’t it high time that we, the future of the nation get out of our deep slumbers and stop imitating and following the directionless herd. Or are we too proud to remain the ‘elite’ IITian phoney bastards?