Why CVRCE is Cooler than 3 Idiots’ ICE?

Behti hawa sa tha woh...udti patang sa tha woh...kahaan gaya use...

{White Noise}

Oh wait. Still listening to this song? And getting inspired by the life of Wangdu? Still want a life like him? Still comparing your friend circle with those 3 idiots? Then please wake up. Shame on you for making these dumbasses your role models. They are just overrated guys. An overrated system. Have you looked at your own friends at CVRCE? Come on let’s have a look and I bet you will find this 3 Idiots movie not as awesome in front of our CVRCE. So read on why the ICE college of 3 Idiots sucks and why our college CVRCE rocks…!

The Dumbass, Flawed and Pointless Final year projects of ICE Students

• ·         Joy's Four-Wing-Wala-Spy-Helicopter is a piece of trash. Let’s face it. A helicopter with 4 rotors is a ridiculous idea. Low manoeuvrability, High Cost, and ridiculous and it’s not innovative at all. Robbie Funda's Bot is better than Joy's Bot. I know that's useless too. But at least it had some cell-phone mumbo jumbo in it. It at least sounds cooler. And for God's sake! No fucking dude of CVRCE would even show a hint of tension if he/she is not being able to meet the project deadline let alone committing suicide. He simply will download/ buy a new one from Kukurmar Mallik! Joy is such a Loser. He would never even clear the first round of Roadies...

• ·         The Virus Inverter- Are you kidding me? You call that a project? Seriously? Stealing a lot of Car Batteries and connecting them in series to create power source? And that too For a Laptop?! This is insane. All Electrical Engineers who saw the Baby Delivery scene almost committed suicide. Even the worst project of Electrical Branch i.e. Dhoti Shaker Padhee's Ulta-Ghoomne-Wala-Fan made more sense. So did All-Esha Mohanty’s Cow Counting sensor. (More on all the weird projects by CVRCE guys later on.) 

The Ragging Ideas sucks big time in ICE

1. ·         First thing first. What is this obsession of Raj Kumar Hirani with Underwear? In Munnabhai MBBS, he showed us the juniors (and later the seniors too) dancing in their underwear to a Devdas song. And in 3 Idiots he continued the underwear obsession with the ragging scene.

2. ·         Learn some innovative ragging ideas from us CVRCE peeps! Shaktiman performances with sound effects, The CV Raman Salute, The Positions, The Main Super Man Hoon, The Stage acts, The QA Rounds to name a few. Our ragging system is much more interesting than theirs.

3. ·         Okay. Whatever our ragging system might be we never give our seniors an electric shock up their wee wee when they pee pee (which they don’t) in the doors of our hostel rooms!

4. ·         Guys! Learn to give some respect to your seniors. And please don’t electrocute them when they are relieving themselves. Even if it is on your door. (Which by the way isn't possible due to some inconsistency in some geeky electrical theory. Whatever)

No Hot Kudiyaans in ICE

• ·        Forget 'Hot'. There are no girls in '3 Idiots' altogether. How on Earth one is supposed to read in a college that has almost no girls in it? I guess there was no IT or AEI branch in that college. Guys do feel lucky that CVRCE at least has four buses full of Girls! *Amen* I would prefer CVRCE over ICE any day. Maybe ICE didn’t have an IT or AEI branch.

On teacher's day CVRCE junta do naach-gaana & manoranjan of teachers not baltkar like in ICE. We also have cooler guests like local hot RJ's rather than some tharki minister.

We have cooler toppers than ICE

• ·         Our 2nd positioned toppers don’t act like morons, drink vodka and take loser oaths to get back on the topper.

• ·         Our toppers don’t pee on the mailbox of the principal with their friends and wake up drunk in the class next day.

• ·         Our toppers don’t try to woo the Princy's Chick. Correction./ All our toppers are chicks.

• ·         Our Toppers don’t take bath in the public lawn like Wangdu. We use the Bathrooms.

We have a better Cheating/Copying system than the ICE guys

• ·         This is one department where ICE fails miserably against CVRCE. Can't they think straight? What is the need to take so much risk to leak the exam papers when we have so many easier and more effective ways defined by The Mechanical and The Chemical people? Dancer Khan from Mech. is well known around the circles by taking micro Xerox of entire books to the exam hall. Kukurmar Mallik from IT does Double micro Xerox. In fact he has the mind-blowing ability to write an entire module in a 2 inch piece of paper. Grapevine has it that La Louvre art museum of Paris is after those unique chits. And during back paper exams 50-60 students as for backup for 10-20 students giving exams. 

• ·         And our college has special partnership with the Techno School for leaking Back Paper Exams. We don’t break into the principal's room to get the exam papers. That's plain stupid.

• ·         During internals we apply even simpler but effective methods like additional shit exchange, basic bench scribbles, and wall graffiti or even sometime we directly write the answers in the blackboard. Pretty Straightforward. No fuss.

We don’t have cool enough principals ever but at least he comes in his own car (sometimes in the college ambulance too!) and roams around in the campus in the golf cart unlike the ICE principal who uses a stone aged bicycle.

Wangdu and his friends used to drink cheap desi rum and vodka. CVRCE guys drink better quality booze at West End, TDS, Dezire, Liquid,etc. We have Standard!

The 'Tofa Kabul Karo'  Parampara

• ·         Raj Kumar Hirani's Obsession with underwear is back again. Let’s face it. Stripping your pants and showing your ugly butt/ dirty underwear in the middle of the corridor to your friend ain't cool. It’s plain disgusting. Especially when your friend is with his girlfriend. I think it would have been a better idea if the Tofa Kabul Karo act was done by Kareena.

No Hot Lady teachers in ICE- We at least had MyNameLisa and Angie Jolie with us! Those made us attend quite a few classes.

Everyone knows that nose never comes between while kissing. At least everyone in CVRCE knows that.

CVRCE guys don’t let their friends disappear in front of their eyes in the day of convocation.

Finally! CVRCE has the CVRCE Diary Blog!

Finally a message for you guys. Please please please stop sending SMS related to 3 idiots. They were PJs from the start. When inspiration is in your home then why you searching for it in these 3 geeks? "AAL IZZ WELL" never heals. It’s just another crappy line like "SO JAA BETA WARNA GABBAR AA JAAYEGA" and dumbs used to get convinced by that. Please never try to give your interview in Raju style else you will end up getting beaten by the interviewer (That explains why Hatasia Harry is still Jobless). Don’t update your social site tags as "IM THE 4TH IDIOT". Come on. Ain’t being CVRCEian is enough. Be proud to be CVRCEian. Be proud of your friends. Be proud of your days back in college. You spent a way cooler life in CVRCE than Wangdu ever did at ICE. You are way cooler than Wangdu and his minions.  Raise a toast to yourself tonight. Amen!

Confessions of a Couch Potato

by Ladkibaaz Larry

 

2010 has been an awful year. India lost the Twenty20 World Cup again, Sania Mirza got married, Ravindra Jadeja’s still in the team,  Films like Raavan were allowed to release, Kevin Clien Patra became the principal  & to top them all we were kicked out of college. Even they took our I-cards which were damn important for booking advance tickets at S-Complex. Ever since our departures our routine has changed and we have become hopelessly unoccupied. Imagine what Tiger Woods & Wayne Rooney would do when they are done cheating their wives, What Pakistani cricketers would do when they are done with fixing matches, What would Mr Law-Go do when he is done with doing politics in CVRCE? I don’t know what these people do when they are bored but we are just getting restless & just missing & mourning the good old days. Nowadays I just shit longer &  pee longer too kill time.

 

Remember last October there was a buzz about a movie called ‘Wake Up Sid’? A year later our lives has turned into Sid's; Except without a Honda CRV & an ‘Almost Hot’ Chick's flat to share with. Every morning at 11am I wake up only so that i can swallow something & then snore some more. I realize I have to ride my old bike just to stop it from getting rust to dust. Sid too has lots of friends to hang out with but some of my friends just vanished. Every time they call they promise they are coming to my Town but the assholes never show up. I never imagined that those useless people will be so damn missed! But why did all this happen & how did it happen?  It’s all due to college. Our own college where the day begins with warm greetings with friends some greetings either prefixed or suffixed with creative multilingual slangs. Then the day progresses at the canteen, In the Lawns, At the College Back-gate or at Monginis and ended at the Auto Stand or S-Complex. It’s been such a long summer vacation that my parents are also starting to ask, “Have you really cracked any campus or it was just fake?” I don’t know about all those lucky people who are rubbing their ass at the office cushions now, but i bet it is not as good as rubbing our asses against those wooden benches of CVRCE. My mom also misses college she complains that I am turning into a gorilla sitting at home. At least at college I was burning some calories running from bus stop to canteen, from canteen to library, from library to auto stand. And I at least cared to shave regularly not to repel the chicks in college. One of the weirdest things about missing college is not being able to see those pretty ladies in real. I am tired of visiting there albums in FB. Even now when friends call we just share the same lines, "Ki Bore Bey!", "Pooch mat. Main to yahan pak gaya hun!”. Even I am finding it difficult to find partners for evening smokes. We all are fried of watching reruns of those comedy shows & highlights of old matches. Our life has become the same as of Preity Zinta or Yuvraj Singh. No films, no matches, no ads & no fun. For them IPL was her salvation & for us it was the college. Now people are so bored that they have made a mediocre movie like DABANGG a blockbuster by watching it daily. Initially some people got so bored that they started to bore others in Orkut through there updates. Thanks to them Orkut died and CVRCE Diary had to make a pain-in-the-ass transition to Facebook.

 

How much we cursed our college earlier or how much we used to hate our teachers but I never thought a day like this would even come when I will be dying to go & sit in a class but they won’t allow me. I miss all those smiling faces which use to make my days, I miss those inside bus chats where we used to plan which classes to bunk, I badly miss those internals where we have our mass cheatings, I miss the lazy afternoons at the canteen where began all the bitching & teasing. All these stuffs seem so ordinary a year back but now it feels so precious & it makes me feel a little older. The kid inside is starting to die & i don’t know what to do. Feeling so alone & helpless without that green shirt of mine. If God will grant me a wish then I wish for a full day in college which I cherish inside my heart. I don’t now where would our fates take us but my friends we had left our souls at the corridors & lawns of CVRCE. If i am not being able to arouse all your feeling towards that green shirt & the name CVRCE then pardon me mates I am no Shakespeare.

Missing you all…

Larry

Guptchar-in-Chief

CVRCE Diary

One Night @ the LH…

Disclaimer : The following post was written down by Secret Agent Sally months ago, but we couldn’t post it fearing the wrath of the LH army! But now as the LH is dissolved and we are posting it without any fear of our ass getting kicked!

I have been entrusted with the difficult job of posting the inside story of apna LH. But before I start off I would like to make myself heard…

“This is the weirdest place on Earth!”

We have many ‘interesting’ personalities in the LH. For instance we have Miss Soft Cutter who implements a weird but surprisingly effective strategy to prepare for the Semesters undisturbed. Her varied colored face packs (Lippa Poti) keep her from talking to anyone, resulting in more time to study and score High CGPA. (Note to beauty tips ignorant Guys: You cannot talk when you have Lippa Poti On!). And we have Miss Small-Song Singh, Miss Inspiration Pallavi and Miss B-Jeta Nayak exchanging outfits so often that they themselves forget that which one originally belonged to whom! And yeah, we sure have Miss ChinaMaal who sleeps with the Fan off and Lights on irrespective of the time of the day or the season of the year. Once her majesty also tried to curl her eyelashes and ended up having none at all…

All said and done the weirdest of them all is Her Majesty Miss Marine ‘FlowerGurl’! Her Majesty is a personality who was a source of entertainment for one and all. She has had midnight escape attempts, fake boyfriends, numerous fits of public song and dance performances, etc. I’m going to narrate an incident that happened in the first year. Something Funny and Scary …

Once afternoon in a certain room of the top floor, in walks a figure with dark unkempt hair, white but dirty teeth, and a sort of devilish grin. Some were asleep while some were sitting around doing nothing. She took note of no one and nothing but silently glided into the room with the attached balcony. She sat down on a bet and waited, staring at an innocent victim while she slept, wandering in her dreams. She watched her, staring into her face, compelling her to wake up. And when she did wake up, our li’l  figure turned into performer and puts a show on a Katrina song  (Zara Zara Touch Me) earlier performed by Miss Inspiration Pallavi in a certain branch function. Then the unexpected happened, Miss HBK made the biggest mistake ever.  She said something silly 2 Flowergurl which offended her!! Flowergurl glared at her, seething with emotions that no one could. Then with a straight face she spat at HBK “Zayda bako mat,zyada bakki toh tumhe balcony se neeche phek denge”. Silence prevails in the room. And then then suddenly the lights went out. Utter Choas occurred. HBK ran out of the room. The rest of the roomies huddled in the only other room that could house 10 people and locked it from inside. Everyone from HBK’s room ran to take shelter there. Miss Marine Flowergurl kept on calling and banging on the door. Nobody opened for the fear of the unknown or maybe even the fear of being thrown down the balcony. Suddenly the floor below frantically ran towards the terrace; gasping for breath. They explained that Miss Marine Flowergurl had been to their door as well, banged and banged on their doors, put her torch to their keyhole and uttered things that nobody understood. Finally the lights came on but none of the girls had the guts to return back to their rooms fearing they might chance upon Miss Marine Flowergurl on their way back to safer shores.

It was discovered later that Miss Mariner Flowergurl had made a few more futile attempts before retiring to her abode and slept off while all others let out a sigh of relief. Especially Miss HBK, who had a lucky escape from being thrown down from the balcony of the top floor. Numerous such incidents kept on happening throughout the reign of terror of Mariner Flowergurl in the LH. Maybe HBK still has nightmares about that fateful night.

Signing Off…

Secret Agent Sally

LH Khabri

Blog On !!!

This is Hatasia Harry here. So you all must be wondering why this all started again :) Hmm… Even we wonder how it started again coz it was unexpected. Really. And trust me this wasn’t an easy job. A company broke silently and we knew this will happen and we couldn’t do anything. Just watched its fall and we knew this is it. This is the end. Ten Thousand hits. A few happy moments, few controversies, few praises and it all ends in this way. I used to tell Dick that we have just a few months with us. After that what we will do to this blog? Let it die like this. Or hand it over to some junior? But naaaaah...Hell no...It’s our blog. It’s your blog. And honestly you won’t want any junior to kick our ass! So better let it. And this is the first post after the reunion. And while writing this all those days flashed back in my mind. The days which led to the resurrection of CVRCE Diary.

After final semester we all bid farewell to each other. And we had no contact with each other for many days. Some isolated and some busy with their own lives. The reality with this blog is that most of the Khabris don’t even know each other’s identities with certainty barring the Senior Khabris. Heck, the Senior Khabris became friends with each other only after the inception of this blog. So naturally it was tough to stay in touch with each other after the end of the college days. The Khabri Meetings became impossible as the members became scattered all over the country. Tom Became Busy in losing money in Counter Strike Matches. He still calls himself a counter Strike Pro though. Dick became an Employee in a corporate Office. Jeans and Tees gave way to Suits and Ties. Hally became depressed after getting a couple of backs. True to his name he became ‘Hatash’ after failing to crack any of the campus, after failing to draw the attention of his secret crush Sally! The final nail in his coffin came when he noticed that his number wasn’t even stored in Sally’s phonebook.  He spent most of his time in a cheap bar. Drunk and thrown out most of the times. Larry waiting for his Call letter rotted away in his home, watching Saans-Bahu serials and killing time. Sally forgot about the blog. And soon she changed her number. Babu Bullet, Vicky Virus, Kalakaar Kerry and Pappu Pirate all were placed and left the city to join their jobs. And we lost contact with all the rest bloggers. CVRCE Diary was dead. Or was it?

28^th July 2010, West End, 8:15 PM

It was his 3^rd peg. I was feeling depressed. Something was missing. Then came two familiar faces and sat in front of me. To my shock, It was Tom and Larry! Larry was in town for his passport work and Larry finally ventured out of his home after weeks! Wow! I was elated. Felt like unmasked superheroes are in front of me! We shared few pegs with me and there started the proposal which made me speechless.

TOM: Let’s Start it again

LARRY: Yeah let’s remember those old days. It was cool. I’m missing those days. Feeling like a loser nowadays. Dick’s in town. Let’s give him a call and start it again.

 

I gave them a dull look and continued with my 4th peg. Perhaps they haven’t talked with Dick lately. I have. I gave him this proposal days back. But he has changed. His work has changed him. He has stopped receiving our calls coz he’s being charged for incoming calls.” I have a job now. I can’t give much time to the log now. And moreover I don’t want to be attached to the controversies which come with the blogs”, is what he said to me the last time I talked with him.

I Said: No man it’s now worthless. Those days are gone. We won’t get the same energy back. And moreover Dick is not there.

TOM: What the problem is wrong with you? I’m tired playing solitaire all day long. I feel sad when I see 20-30 hits on the blog each day, when a few of our readers come back every now and then to check if anything new is posted or not. We owe them this.

I Said: Ok Fine. We will do this. I’ll give a call to Dick about this. We will have the next blog meeting on Friendship Day. I’ll text Dick about it nonetheless.

 

1^st August, Liquid Pub, 8 PM.

Dick didn’t turn up. Vicky Virus and Babu Bullet aren’t giving us any e’Mphasis’. Kalakaar Kerry is not a ‘Sport’ anymore. They are busy with their jobs now. And they rest; we didn’t have any contact numbers. 3 guys around a table. Tom, Me and Larry. Sad as Dick was expected to be part of this reunion. We jotted down the plans. Planned some posts and decided that we will announce our Comeback on Engineer’s Day. 4 Pegs of tequila each and we don’t know what happened that day. The next day we woke in a friend’s mess. I was confused about the hangover. And saw tom leaving the room with his bag. I couldn’t find Larry anywhere. I Got up from bed and found Larry on the floor drunk and out. I cursed Dick in my mind. Many slangs rolled up for him. CVRCE Diary won’t be the same without him

 

13^th September (Engineer’s Day) 11: 30 AM, The day we are Going to announce our comeback.

One message in my shock shocked me. In a good way though. It was a message from Dick.

“Let’s Do It Guys! Gimme Da Username and password…” it read.

Hi fives in minds. We called each other again. This was the second time ever we guys were emotional together. First time we were emotional when Altaf Raza Bankiya said that he will complain to the police about our Blogging! Sally,Kerry,Bullet,Virus,Screwvalla,Charger If you are reading this, we need you back!

So. Here it all STARTS again J

WE NEVER BROKE UP…WE JUST TOOK A SMALL VACATION !

 

 

Signing Off,

Hatasia Harry

Senior Khabri

Bigger. Better. Badder. We Are Back !

And you thought that we we were dead ?! No way ! Here we are back from our hibernation on 6 months. Now we promise to be BIGGER ! BETTER ! and BADDER !

For those of you who have low memory power, CVRCE Diary was the brainchild of three Engineering students Touter Tom, Dahara Dick, Hatasia Harry. It was formed sometime during the 6th Semester Exams. Soon it was joined by Ladkibaaz Larry and Secret Agent Sally and a dozen others in the coming weeks. Originally intended as a  personal journal of the three ‘Senior Khabris’, it soon spread out to be one of the highest read blogs in this part of the country ! We are not Lying! We have the Stats to prove that! Anyway thanks to all the Peeps of CVRCE for making this blog a stupendous success. It was your encouragement that kept us going in spite of the occasional brickbats by our critics.

Lastly we would like to apologise for the six months of hibernation. It was inevitable due to the chaos and confusion after the completion of semesters and the bloggers going away to different parts of the country made it tough to hold the Blogger meetings. Anyway last friendship day we managed to have a meeting at Bhubaneswar (with less than half the members) and decided to resurrect the blog once again! and what better day to relaunch it than the ENGINEER’S DAY !!!

Go on. Keep visiting this blog. Keep supporting the blog. And please help us achieve the past success of the blog once again. :)

We have made some changes to the blog…

 

1. Orkut is Uncool now! SO we decided to move to Facebook!…Add us up. Join the CVRCE Diary Group !

2. Now Comments can be given in the blog by using Facebook connect. No need to sign in into your blogger or Google account to comment on the post. Facebook is enough !

 

 

Stay Tuned For More Updates! New Post coming this weekend!