DISCLAIMER!!!

This blog is meant for amusement......All characters are fictional......Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely co incidental.....And as for characters which are not fictional, how i wish they were......

APOLOGIES TO El Nino.......

The first people to ever drink beer in my batch James , Neta and El Nino........It was El Nino who picked up the first ever fight in my batch as well..............El Nino......Kanjirapalli Achayaan.....Complete contrast to George......theyre first cousins....but somehow managed to meet only after a period of 18 years......
Nino and me were not particularly fond of george in the first semester.....Like iv mentioned earlier.....The both of us thought George was a hot air baloon......
Every mans gotta believe in something and El nino belives that he can down one more.......

Nino........Nee orikkalum nadakkum ottaykk

The 3 biggest mistakes of Isa's college life.........

(1)......Isa got wasted
(2)......Isa was a MCP......Paro detests Isa......
(3)....... Isa ever trusted Johnny Gaddar (tm) (tm) (tm).......Isa thanks Johhny Gaddar.....coz if not for him......Isa would never have the time to write a blog.....Isa would never be able to stand out in the crowd.....Hed still be wasting time studying for his mid sem exams....rather than write this blog...........THANKS A LOT JOHHNY G........BHAGWAN KARE TERI MA MAR JAYE.......

Btw by Johny G. im not referring to the GuRu (tm)......i mean the real life Johhny G.....

George and Sindhi............

id love to go into more details but i have to introduce these other wierdos as well.......
George (tm) has a intuitive cognition that almost all the women in the batch have a thing for him......I think george is a hot air baloon whos making too high an estimate of his potentials and is assigning way too much value to the way he talks.....Eventually but george proves me wrong.....Actions speak louder than words and george manages to shut me up for good....He also manages to shut his good for nothin cousin "el nino" (tm) for good exactly 4 months later....How he managed is another story.....

Then i meet Sindhi (tm).......pagal ka bacha sanki....he got the eyes of a serial killer....and a brain to match up to it.......The first time i meet him hes damn pissed off wid his room mate for ....well....forget it....but hes really pissed.....and i hear and learn as im awed again by the fluency with which Sindhi can curse.....Punjabi, Hindi, English......Ma behen bahu beti baap....har cheez ke liye gali thi Sindhi ke paas....back then Sindhi was wid Polly.....thats a different story and needs a different day.....aur sindhi ki permission obviously......

And the last character id like to introduce for the day is Paro (tm) (tm) (tm).........i go to see Nandita Das along wid a couple of friends.....Paro is wid them......i see Paro.....i speak to Paro....and i fall for Paro.......Paro is this cute lil sardarni......i could make a movie on me and Paro......Theres not one filmy situation which Paro and I havent gone through.......astalavista....till tomorow........

kal Paro and me go for the first walk togather.............Sindhi changes his room.....El Nino drinks the first beer of my batch in Gandhinagar.........

Day 1......When it all started...........

This is the first blog im ever writing......I dont have the patience to maintain a diary so this is the closest alternative to preserving all my memories.....My mom tells me i could write a book someday.......With al the crap happening in my life....so do i.....


Me Suleiman isa......was 17 years something.....just finished school.....gave entrance exams....and made it to GNLU......."NATIONAL LAW SCHOOL".. i thought and my chest swelled up with pride.....i had a very clear vision.....5 years of law school....brilliant grades....big placements.....mumbai, delhi, probly London......

But college life was like sex.......The prospect of sex always tends to excite you more than sex itself.....

So i joined college......on the 1st day itself i met the wierdest characters of my life in teh campus.......I met the likes of Nirbhay Misra, Rusty, James, D.K., the village idiot, and george........Each one very different......each one eventually will teach me so much bout life id never imagined.....

Day 1 of college...my parents are just coming to drop me to the hostel.....they have a fear ....they fear that while im being ragged by my seniors....wa if one of them asks me to smoke.....and wat if i got habituated to it??......They had a perception of the significance and the nature of events before they actually happened....My father was at his sagacious best.....because eventually i would get habituated to smoking.....Till yestarday....i.e. the 18th of February, 2009.....

There i was at my college.....The 1st person i meet is Village Idiot (tm) and Banya(tm)....Now village idiot is this stupid introvert with a smile as stupid to match his face....Banya is a woman trapped inside the body of a man.......he cribs....he bitches....hes basically never happy bout his life...Village idiot on the other hand is an introvert.....i saw em togather in village idiots room.....after that day i doubt if theyve hardly been in the same room ever again.......

While walkin back to my room i meet psy sir ( tm) and dunnu sir( tm).....i hated these guys initially.......I never realised how much id gel along wid em in the days to come.....due to our common passions and interests.....ahem ahem.........The same goes for the rest of their gang.....Sabu, Fatty, John G., aur bhai "aye ki" cant think of a name for u with which i could protect ur identity.......kuch sujhaav de de.......

as i time gradually passes i shall meet the rest of the college ka kuda....as were quite often known as...........thats it fo aaj.....kal naya din....nayi bakar.......day 4.......