I wrote this for a creative writing contest in my first year at IIT Madras. The topic was:
"Monkeys and IITM guys: Compare and contrast" Or something to that effect. So here goes. **
The monkeys of IITM, smart, capricious and joyful, bond greatly with the morons who crack the jeenius exam and invade their privacy. Having evolved from these monkeys, the morons share a lot of similarity (and space) with monkeys. Their greatest achievement till date has been opening a Sharav room successfully. Only, the morons have never managed it.
These monkeys then go through the wardrobe which gets darker as it gets deeper. So while the monkeys enjoy the smell of the cream, the apple and other smooth aspects of life, the morons turn green with envy.
Morons, in a desperate attempt to be like monkeys, copy whatever they do.
They hang around trees, and have recently also begun to imitate the monkeys' habit of jumping from one branch to another. The morons who have successfully jumped from a lower branch to a higher branch work tirelessly to win the race and reach the top of the tree so that they can sit there, waiting for the apple to fall on their heads. But these are just the smart ones.
Basically, the morons are jealous of the monkeys. The monkeys belong to IITM whereas the morons come through the gates by a high level IQ test in which they are given four circles, all of which they need to darken as creatively as possible. They fill their brains with pride of their brilliance and with no place to sit in the CRC, (having no tail to oblige) they cram themselves with other people and their heads with monkey crap.
At the end of the day, the monkeys snooze and the morons booze.
So the monkeys and morons, their differences aside, reside in perfect harmony in the forests of the Himalaya region and the surrounding rivers of Ganga and Jamuna, making life heavenly for their deer children.
When a moron gets up and realizes that a monkey had spent a large part of the night with him, he regrets the heavy booze. It had not occured to him to close the room door and obtain some privacy.
That's why they're morons.
** Offence meant :P
"Monkeys and IITM guys: Compare and contrast" Or something to that effect. So here goes. **
The monkeys of IITM, smart, capricious and joyful, bond greatly with the morons who crack the jeenius exam and invade their privacy. Having evolved from these monkeys, the morons share a lot of similarity (and space) with monkeys. Their greatest achievement till date has been opening a Sharav room successfully. Only, the morons have never managed it.
These monkeys then go through the wardrobe which gets darker as it gets deeper. So while the monkeys enjoy the smell of the cream, the apple and other smooth aspects of life, the morons turn green with envy.
Morons, in a desperate attempt to be like monkeys, copy whatever they do.
They hang around trees, and have recently also begun to imitate the monkeys' habit of jumping from one branch to another. The morons who have successfully jumped from a lower branch to a higher branch work tirelessly to win the race and reach the top of the tree so that they can sit there, waiting for the apple to fall on their heads. But these are just the smart ones.
Basically, the morons are jealous of the monkeys. The monkeys belong to IITM whereas the morons come through the gates by a high level IQ test in which they are given four circles, all of which they need to darken as creatively as possible. They fill their brains with pride of their brilliance and with no place to sit in the CRC, (having no tail to oblige) they cram themselves with other people and their heads with monkey crap.
At the end of the day, the monkeys snooze and the morons booze.
So the monkeys and morons, their differences aside, reside in perfect harmony in the forests of the Himalaya region and the surrounding rivers of Ganga and Jamuna, making life heavenly for their deer children.
When a moron gets up and realizes that a monkey had spent a large part of the night with him, he regrets the heavy booze. It had not occured to him to close the room door and obtain some privacy.
That's why they're morons.
** Offence meant :P
27 comments:
Awesome :) Felt as if Ramna was talking :P
Hmm....
Thought some of ur morons managed it on ur hostel nite. :P
On a whole looks like you are more into "boozy" morons. :P
**No defense meant
Nice and funny.
Truly speaking, the first person who came to my mind was Subhash. Later Siva and Ramya. It is so nice to read how you thought about guys when you were in first year. Your tender relation with these guys is so visible. Also your way of expressing bc is superb.
Guess not only guys but gals too, are doers of all these moron stuff :P And I am sure your idea of IITM guys has changed from the one you had in first year.
Love to read more :) Do write when free.
yeah :) i remember reading it.. only i remember i felt it was a lot more funny then.. guess kashyap is right.. outlook definitely changed
Sivaraman,
Grrrr! :X [:P]
Surya, LOL! [@ The no defense meant]
Kashyap,
Thanks, :) I'm wondering about the "tender" relation though :D
Yep, Kannu, I feel the same way.
Booze is not the only cause of room sharing you know...
Its quite often a planet of the apes type scenario, particularly with the bigger ones. As you said we're the intruders, girls also.
good shit in a long time !!!
Heh, I'll take that as a comment for the rest of the posts, Twilight Fairy. Did you frighten the little mouse under the chair?
Another contrast...Monkeys do not go away after 4 years. They remain seniors for the future morons....and they are exempted from all ragging rules!
Moron is not a gender specific term. :P
Keeping that in mind -
"Their greatest achievement till date has been opening a Sharav room successfully. Only, the morons have never managed it." Really ??
I'd rather not copy-paste the entire post over here... In any case I guess the point's been made. :P
(no offense - after all I'm just just quoting your post... :P)
-Morgankuze
Wonder why I din't read this till now. Especially with my name popping up a lot of times :P
Its hilarious :D And for the offense part, none taken, all I had to do is to imagine you jumping around or worse even dancing and that shows how much closer you are to the monkeys :D
One question though, the tag seems a little misappropriate, whats so sexist in this, you leaving the fact that all of this (prolly even more, as it appears monkeys spend more time in your hostel [;)]) is done by girls too? :P
P.S. I did manage to pull off the greatest feat as you put it ;)
Hehe, Dr KK, well said. :D Monkeys, in fact, do most of the ragging. :(
Gay, thanks >:P
Of everything in the comment you just concentrate on two words and reply? :P
I was known to be the biggest escapist, seems like I'm not after all :D
This post seems like a whiff of fresh air. :D
I can sense a certain uncluttered innocence in your writing, something that you had in your first year. As lots of people have remarked in their comments, we've all changed a lot since our first year, and what stands out the most for me is the variation in our attitudes through our time in the insti.
Here's cheers to old times, and the unabashed mirth sprinkled all over your post.
-- Just another moron in love with a monkey
Prakash, I think I have answered you.
Siva, you imp! Thanks! :P :)
Hahahah!! That is Gay's picture right?
A nice hilarious post ... ' Jee ' nius exam and jumping from one 'branch' to another - loved them a lot ;)
Yes Samaadhi, it fitted my imagination of the moron so much! :P
Thanks CPro :)
Funny that a monkey thinks my description fits a moron :P
I'm going to moderate the comments I get henceforth :X
A probability miracle! A monkey randomly hitting keys on the keyboard has finally produced a coherent sentence! (@prakash's latest comment)
hehe, I agree Naveen!
Superb!
Thanks Kevis, have we met?
Not really . But I just began to like every article, every line ,every phrase of Ur entire blog..... Take this comment "Awesome" to every Post....
Wow! I lyk Prakash's face.
Even I like prakash's face. It is awesome.
@Prakash: Do you have some more pics like these? :D.
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