Making PEBBLE out of mole-hill (Concluding Part i.e Part TWO)

WE, THE PEOPLE OF BITS Pilani, having solemnly resolved to constitute BITS into a SOVEREIGN SOCIALIST(no reservation!!) SECULAR(RAA) DEMOCRATIC(Student Union) REPUBLIC(Dean SWD) and to secure to all its students:
The right to enjoy the full blast of the sun sans any shade on main roads,
The right to being ragged, while calling it official interaction,
The right to old pristine buildings left untouched since time immemorial,
The right to 10Mbps intranet in the absence of any alternative forms of entertainment,
The right to attend classes at will, while at the same time giving the right to teachers to take tests at will.

Yes, that is what should be printed on the first page of the brochure handed out to us on DAY one at our new "home away from home". Continuing my rant on our the high quality services made available to us by our dear authorities, i would like to take this opportunity to praise the wonderful minds that conceived the idea of raising a huge clock, from the centre of the main college building. A four faced clock, with each face showing a different time. Each face representing a new facet of life at pilani, aptly each face shows a different time.

For a population that holds work in high esteem, BITS is heaven. Clubs and departments, as they are called, seem to spring up every other day. Not far behind are the regional assocs, known to laymen as associations, these outfits seem to outnumber the number of known “regions” in India. On the brighter side these “assocs” are what provide some solace to the people who complain of the quality of mess food (have you lost your taste buds?? How can someone not like the mess food?). The “grubs” or food tasting festivals as i like to call them, give us a chance to TASTE the food from that specific region. This is accompanied with entertainment too, as there is a simultaneous fancy dress parade that goes on, involving the members of the “assoc” dressing up in gear that is so amusing that it takes people’s mind off the food. The people with not much of a sense of humour end up concentrating on the food and are generally found complaining of the food and service.

Sports is an avenue that like the rest of the things i mentioned, promotes academics. How, you ask? Well, with soccer and hockey fields that, at first look to anyone, would pass off as the traditional Indian kushti pits. Adding to the glory is a basketball and tennis court that throws its gates open to all at the break of dawn till dusk, 14 hours at the least that is if do not count the 12 hours in this during which the sun can give you a makeover by scorching your skin off. No kidding, sans any form of lighting, that is the only time that makes it feasible to play. Surprisingly even these high end facilities are frowned upon the BITS junta, who prefer to stay indoors and exercise their fourth fundamental right (mentioned at the start of the post). This right gives them access to a lot of international standard sports and stadia, at the click of a mouse, an avenue at which India seems to win every sport imaginable to mankind, and even some non-existent variants. Yet some who sympathize with the officials at the ground visit them every morning and evening and sometimes even kick a ball around with them. This is the way people here go out of their way to keep everyone happy. Speaking of the ground for some reason it is called the GYM-ground though it is no gym (my perception is that PLAY-ground sounded just to childish), but again, for people who gave the world the revolutionary solar resistant buildings, this might also hold some really deep, hidden meaning.

Getting off the path i have followed till this point, its time to just tell you that the above thoughts of mine were just a way i looked at stuff here at BITS, a funny way at that. None of it was meant the way it was put down in words. I was just making light of some of the obstacles we face at our college in day-to-day life at this otherwise, frankly speaking, wonderful place. None of the things said above were said in offence and hopefully none was taken.

Long live the dean (!)