Plan A
Attempted Editorial for the Psenti Issue
Make an ephemeral mention of how ominously close the
comprehensive exams are but pretend to be unfazed by the barrage of
tests fast approaching you with the might of a freight train. Check.
Not to forget the truckloads of assignments and projects due in a few
days’ time. Check.
The placement statistics are out. Has the PU made inroads? Ahoy! Try
not to look too smug if your branch has made good coinage. Or not.
Check.
Whine incessantly in pompous jargon on how poorly equipped the
basic amenities of our college are. Make a jibe on the administration.
Label them hooligans. The top-tier of management. The system.
Them. (If this strikes a chord with your inner conscience, do flip to
page 5.) We are so incorrigible ourselves, aren’t we? Check.
Ah, the spine-chilling cold and the ubiquitous lure of the razai. Inertia.
Check.
A fitting tribute to the stalwarts bidding adieu; a toast to the Psenti
Semites. You will be missed. Check.
How can you conclude without a punchy reference to your esoteric
interest or a sport that you follow? Tch tch. Check.
Does my language sound snobby, elementary and clipped? May be it’s
the cold rendering my fingers unable to string a train of impressive
lines. Or that’s because I feel gratified to do so. What gives?
Plan B
Hypocrisy is a way of life. So is dichotomy. Regardless. Cut to Plan B – the
mistake of not following suit when able to do so.
Dear BITSian,
Sufficient qualms have been conveyed to you already. But there’s
more. To quote a stout advocate of the Club, the hard-headed
BITSian weighs the consequences before making any decision.
Pragmatic beings we are. Sure-fire. And why not?
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