Hrishikesh Pallod

Three years ago I joined PICT. Still remember those days, as if all that happened last month. Time flies only when you don't want it to. A lot happened in the these three years. Strangers became friends, friends became strangers. But these friends will remain this way for a long long time. Probably now I'm mature enough to decide where a friend should be - Stack or a Priority Queue. First day in college, some one asked me, "Pallod Creations(a saree shop) tumhara hai kya ?" I said NO. He was hoping for some discount may be. People still ask me this. FE was super strict. More like 5th grade. Wish I could use that attendance now in BE. Those subtle OFF OFF chants which became a regular thing in SE, didn't really have a good start. "You want OFF ? I'll give you permanent OFF" was the exact reply, if I remember correctly. It did become a big issue. Scared as shit, we did not try that for some time. I still don't know why I feel this way, but...

How to ask people to stop talking without actually asking them to? A simple smile is never enough. Sometimes it encourages the person to talk more. I was at the passport office last December, waiting for my turn. Still remember the family sitting next me, talking and talking about stuff none of them cared about for all I know. Wanted to get out of there. A few minutes later I got a call from my mother. And as fate would have it, those guys heard me talk in the same language they've been talking all this time. Out of no where, they started talking to me. "Where are you from? What do you do? Which college?..." And I was more like, "Are you kidding me? Who the f*** are you? Stop talking." Obviously I did not say all this. I'm sure everyone has a weird relative who just cannot stop talking about anything. Politics, work, movies, sports, other relatives . Yes, some people always have an opinion. Even when you don't need one. And they want you to agree...