The University Gits

Musings

2010-06-25T02:17:00.000-07:00

O Brave new world!
What time, what place,
what manner of seeing?

We have drifted off,
Dandelion air-puffs,
poised...

Silkspider webs
of love and laughter
keep us afloat,
forever one, forever free.

Dearest of dear ones, here's to new times and places and new loves. May the old ones never fade.

Wherever I go...

2010-01-21T23:44:00.000-08:00

Ring in the New

2009-01-01T00:00:00.000-08:00

This year hasn't been a very gitty one- not many of us have looked at this blog for a long time.
However the year is over and perhaps there will be winds of change sweeping over the land. May be 2009 will see more action and life.
With that thought in our hearts, let the gits walk into a new year that brings us closer and keeps us together.

Happy New Year!

Hello! What a CAPITAL rumour!

2008-09-01T22:59:00.000-07:00

("CAPITAL", get it? Cos I'm in Delhi. Ok, no more groans. And ENOUGH with throwing rotten eggs at me!)
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A-hem...

Helloooo gitty ones!

I heard some rumours about keeping this blog alive so I just thought I'd drop in... and, like most rumours THAT proved to be untrue! So I'm starting a new rumour now! THIS BLOG IS ALIVE!

So get your asses here, everyone!

Am I too demanding? Huh! I don't give a damn! :P

Ok, so what's happening with me? (I'm gonna tell you, even if you don't want to know--what a treat!) Well, I have managed in my usual whining way to settle into life at JNU. It's a lovely campus--huge and green. I'm in the School of Languages, Literature and Culture Studies and my dept. is the Centre for Linguistics. Classes are excellent--we have some very important and famous Indian linguists as part of our faculty. The course is brilliant. Semantics is so far my favourite paper--it's all abstract and challenging and even slightly philosophical sometimes! Other papers are also great.

The library is HUGE! And I mean it--it's eight stories high with an electronic library coming up on the ninth floor. And then, of course, there's the "cyber library" aka free internet centre. Plus, I'm hearing rumours about a wi-fi network being set up. And there are also dhabhas and canteens at every corner--these people love their food! I'm in good company eh? ;)

I was living in the hostel until recently--I was staying as a guest cos they're taking their sweet time alotting us hostel rooms. Finally, I became sick of living out of the suitcase and moved out to a PG. It's more expensive but then I have some peace of mind! Amma and Vaishu had come down for my birthday(--and yes, those who forgot are forgiven, hehe). Otherwise, I'm not doing much new. Just reading, watching TV shows on my laptop and soaking up the Hindi.

Oh, friends! How did I forget? My classmates are all pretty friendly, though none of them have displayed any truly Gitty qualities so far. Of course, these qualities are difficult to come by, eh? There're about 22 people in my class out of which 4 are guys--no one drool-/crush-worthy, before you ask! The girls are ok (no one too drool-/crush-worthy there either, you dirty minds) but then after being in girls-only institutions for 5 years, it's not hard to deal with them ;)

Well, what else? Enough, I'm bored--you guys must be sleeping on the keyboard. I'll stop now.

Miss you Gits!

Love,
SirGit

The story so far.

2008-08-06T23:18:00.001-07:00

U.G days have gone away and we have all ended up in different places.

KuttyGit is in Mumbai and turing into an arey-yaar ing brainiac. What with the new blog and all. (link will be uploaded soon)
PoshGit is at Acj turning herself into the journalist of the millenium- not much work necessary I feel.
SplitGit and ObsGit both prepare to take U.K by storm. Those poor Brits wont know what hit them. Come back home soon,though.
TallGit is working a year and then joining up for an MBA and will probably turn into a major tycoon who'll be invited to give inaugral lectures and distribute prizes.
SirGit has flown far from home, and is now fighting dragons in the far reaches of JNU, Delhi. Thou art much missed valiant Sir.
Gitler and Golgit wreak havoc in the unsuspecting Hyderabadi envions of EFLU. Atomic provides them with aid and adds to the comic intervals.

And that is how we are. Go forth Gits and spread your madness far and wide. Thus speaketh the High Priestess of Tig. Nema.

Ps- oy you guys we'd better meet up in Dec or at some time to refuel our Gittiness.Cheers!
AtomicGitten

HIIIIIIII!

2008-06-18T10:50:00.000-07:00

Hey! What're you guys up to? How're you feeling? Let's talk, people! Now that Kutty has gone to Mumbai and the rest of us are all more or less set to move on from U.G. life, let's try to keep the git blog alive, eh?

Auld lang syne...

Gitstory

2008-03-04T02:47:00.000-08:00

Three years ago eight girls walked into the awe inspiring portals of the Stella Maris College. Eight girls with no apparent similarities besides deciding to take a degree in the same discipline. I guess it's things like this that make you belive in fate, destiny and other such mumbo-jumbo.

I truly cannot remember when i began talking to Tall-Git.I vaguely remember having lunch with KuttyGit,and wondering how she could have raw tomatos and relish them.I don't know when SirGit and ObsGit began to share lunch with us. I have absolutely no idea when exactly Posh Git began to talk at all, forget talking to me. I still can't figure out why SplitGit and the Gits didn't hang out in the first year. And I sure as hell don't know how we located the consummate Gitler and managed to take her case more than anyone else's in the group. Shows how little memory can be trusted to remember important moments. OR may be it's because they weren't real moments but a gradual process, like the movement of the continents to create the world as it is. The Gits are a world of their own. And though each continent(Though Split and Posh are too horizontally challenged to be called continents) is separate in their own way, we are all still part of the same picture. No matter much we maydrift-or even have drifted- the truth is that the Gits are cut from the same cloth. They think alike and their ideals are similar. The truth is that we were meant to be friends. "It's Destiny!" to quote Princess Fiona.

Perhaps I'm getting sappy in my old age, but third year does that to you. You realise all to suddenly the mortality of these brief golden years.That in a few years each of us will be talking different languages and something-no matter how small, how slight- will change. After all, as Emerson says, "Change is the only constant." And I believe these things need to be said before we reach that Babelian crossroad where we don't really understand what the other is talking about.

The times we shared cannot be caught
in the figures and markings that
some call words.
In an age where fossils rot and amber is burnt,
There is no stone to preserve our memories.
The only ones who'll carry
The bundle of responses-
Waiting to awake for that single stimulus-
Those prized bits of dew:
Are their Creators.
And I do not know,
If the burst of dawn
will burn the dew away anyway,
But I do know that
That dew existed.
And that's all that matters.

Really sad I know. But I'm no Gitler, Golgit, ObsGit or SplitGit to create mind bogglingly amazing poetry:D, I'm not artistically inclined, i am not super efficient, I'm not responsible, I'm not tech savvy, I'm not much of a thinker or an activist. But despite all my nondescripty, the Gits made me feel different, special even (and not in medical sense). For the last few days College has been hell. And I'd like to say that could not have chosen a better group to go through hell with.

Enough of mush.

Yours forever and a day,

Atomic Gitten

Between Your Legs...

2008-01-09T02:30:00.000-08:00

The Gits have been busy (As is obvious from the lack of acknowledging the existence of this Git Blog.)

Ahem. Now that we've got that out of the way...

The Gits have also been busy amusing their silly selves with an ingenious game adapted from FaceBook called 'Between Your Legs', that involves the addition of this charming phrase to the end of a movie name. The result: the heights of perverse pandemonium...

A sampling of the finest:

Titanic...between your legs
Speed...between your legs
Apocalypse Now, Armageddon, End of Days (you get the rift)...between your legs
The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe...between your legs
A Very Long Engagement...between your legs
National Treasure...between your legs
I Am Legend...between your legs
Lions for Lambs...between your legs
Home Alone...between your legs

:D :D :D

We are all this...and more!!!

2007-11-06T14:00:00.000-08:00

The result of pre-dawn aimless rummaging in the depths of the Internet...for the amusement of my 'Git Sistas' ;)

Git
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

Git or GIT may refer to:

* Gastrointestinal tract, the digestive tract
* Git (insult), a British slang term
* Git (pronoun), the second-person, dual, personal pronoun (subject case) in Old English
* Git (software), a distributed version control system
* Git (album), by Skeletons & The Girl-Faced Boys
* G.I.T. on Broadway, a 1969 live television special
* G.I.T.: Get It Together, a 1973 album by The Jackson 5
* Geometric invariant theory, a topic in algebraic geometry
* Gamers Internet Tunnel, a utility for linking local area networks
* Gebze Institute of Technology, in Kocaeli, Turkey
* Guitar Institute of Technology or the Musicians Institute, a Hollywood, California music school

Personal addition: * SaintGits College, Kottayam, Kerala ( let's all go enroll there for higher Git Studies)

And I particularly love definition #5 :D :D :D

Fifth semester ho toh life jingalala!!

2007-10-20T08:30:00.000-07:00

Thats what supposed to happen anyway. Fifth semester and one dreams of getting out of the prison classes! But no! They have to torture you, squeeeeze you dry, torture you some more and then.. FINALLY THEN..put you out to pasture. By which time, you're too darn tired to think of anything else other than being a zombie for the rest of your life. ( I forbid any of the gits from making funny remarks about that statement)

But then, the years are drawing to a close and in a couple of months we will part ways. For sometime atleast. Who knows what the future holds in store for us hmm?
Its been a pleasure and an education being with all of you..all of us. These relationships have become special to me and no matter what- whether Sirgit finally ends up having ten kids, or Tallgit becomes the President of one huge american ass kissing MNC(no offense), or Obsgit becomes a world famous photographer, or Poshgit becomes a supermodel(which I think she will), or Splitgit actuall becomes whole again, or Kuttygit becomes the Principal of Ishtella! or Atomicgitten becomes a world famous writer..definitely getting there babe!- I know I will never stop seeing you as mymorning glories, my wonderwalls!

So sl`ainte! To all the goodtimes and the bad, to all the ups and downs and most importantly to US!

Like they saw in Hebrew"L'CHAIM"-TO LIFE!

Aaaaannnnnddddd....We're Back!!!

2007-07-28T01:37:00.000-07:00

First things first....

An Apologie to this poor lil' Bloggie: We plead for mercy, oh dear blog, in the name of the great goddess Tig, and beg thee to forgive this shameful act of complete ignorance that we have committed. We seek to mend your distressed cyber-soul with what we hope will be a resurrection of 'regular' (how we love that word!) posts from the Git-world...

Now that we've got that out of the way... ;P

Greetings World! We emerge again into the light of reality. Which probably sums up what dream-like states we've been wandering around in the past months ;) I'll do my best with a quick update on the lives of the 'gits-getting-gittier-by-the-day':

*Gunther, Ames, Pyne and Bentley, that motley band of four, successfully completed a month of being coated in grime and newsprint during their internship at the Indian Express...simultaneous brain-drain suffered by Split-Git at The Hindu!!! Other skills acquired in the process: bus surfing, hunger and thirst sustainment, and tons of stamina ;P

P.S. Prospects of the four interns getting 'rich' soon looms on a very close horizon...woohoo!!

*The Gits have thrown themselves into the raging maelstrom of FOUR Major Core papers this semester ;( A moment of silence as we contemplate their sad fate and pray for their safe retrieval...

*Yours truly and Kuttygit have found themselves doubly unfortunate to have been lured into that inescapable cage of college politics-the Students' Union!! While the honour of the posts wear off, the plight of their 'hectic' lives rests in the hands of their fellows, who have so unkindly responded to the occasion with terms such as 'Union Snobs'... $^#%(&%*&^(^&

Oh well...life goes on...blah, glah, and all that. One is grateful, of course, for the occasional rays of sunshine, such as 'English weather', Colin Firth in the classroom, Potter mania, and the revival of Channa Samosa ;) Sigh.......ta-ta!!

BIRDGIT!

2006-09-29T07:39:00.000-07:00

Say hello to SirGit's split personality... BIRDGIT! She is a suave, urban creature of the wings who, during the day, acts like a normal bird, twittering away in her cage... but at night...

BAM! She transforms into a colourfully winged, tough, street-wise, crime fighting, bad-guy bashing defender of the defenseless (and the wingless)! TADA! (Gasp in wonder)

She may look a lil absure but hey... she has deadly sharp talons and beak. And she strikes fear in the heart of the bullies and the cowardly heinous fiends by her frightening call... CUCKOO!

Many grateful souls whose feathers and purses and other essential-for-life things would have been stolen but for BirdGit's timely intervention have been visited by visions of the Great Mther Tig in their sleep... She whispered into their ears that BirdGit is none other but an incarnation, not of her, but of her split personality!

Therefore, I order ye, menial gits, to throw yourselves on thine knees and worship this plumed phantom of Justice, peace and other good ideals! Also swear thy fealty to her and breathe not a word of this outside the realms of the holy Gitagogue...!

I'm Back!!

2006-09-27T23:07:00.000-07:00

Greetings fellow citizens!

"Is it a sacred scroll?"
"Is it a nehavly bond?"
NO!!
It's another rant by the Great AtomicGitten!!(hey ATTENTION! stop yacking at the back!)
It is obvious my sudden arrival back on the Git Screen will be a shock-especially since it comes bang in the middle of our exams-but then ,like all great characters, be it Batman or Superman or.....some-other man - We always return!(thunder lightning and all that crap).
It suffices to say that i was struck by inspiration to flex my typing fingers and grace the Git blog. After all I AM the high priestess of Tig ,sovereign diety of all gits and gittiness:So it only follows that i bring in with me a little anarchy and nonsense as well.

NOw that poetry exam is done-we can happily let Bishop Fish in peace and Ashbery figure out all the Paradoxes and Oxymorons he wants.Members please note the improbability of too many goodnight messages due to the said CA tests this week.Oh.Ah before i forget-Ahem:

"Oh Great Glorious Tig!By your blessings we have been brough tinto contact with another gifted soul such as we who have surrendered our sanity at your manicured feet.Great sovereign of Gitdom, accept the homage of this new Child of the Light-

SPLIT GIT!!

Endowed with the great powers of wit,humor and natural insanity This Git is like a herald to the new era of GIT!!!!Her christening was completed on the solemn(-NOT) occassion of the feast day of the High Priestess of Tig- Atomic Gitten. Folowing which she said the Gitty vows and is now officially a part of the Gits of the Shapeless Table.

With that wonderful news, this oracle ends. Until next time- I'LL BE BACK!

Hail Tig! Walk in the Light!

DR.FAUSTAS

2006-07-27T01:53:00.000-07:00

PLAY PERFORMED BY THE GITS ALONG WITH A FEW OTHERS.
CHRISTOPHER MARLOWE'S PLAY DR.FAUSTAS HAS BEEN REWORKED AND PRESENTED IN FOUR SCENCES...WHAT FOLLOWS IS MADNESS...:)

Dr Faustus

Prologue :
Chorus :
Step in: Close this door, not a sound in the House (the house) of God
The house of Good, the house of God
Stay. Listen. Hush! Hark! Hear
A door opens, open up.
Crack shut
Who is it? Who can it be?
Who would dare?... But wait!
Smell it now—sulphur, brimstone,
Fire and ice
Ah – he approaches. Doom approaches
Doom on the House of God, Doom
In the realm of God
Doom. Doom’s arriving
Man-like, scholar clad
Doom arrives. Doom arrives
Ah! Ah! Look, here he is
Faustus – the doom on the
House of God

Faustus the Man:
Thirty years of learning
Thirty years of Wittenberg
What have I gained?
Learning be damned!
What has it given me but information? There is no power, no glory!
Reach for the stars?
But ah, I have wanted to be a star – one immortal.
Shining steadfast in the firmament
No, not just one but the best and the brightest, the largest…

Ambitious Faustus:
The brightest, the biggest
Largest, mightiest…
Most powerful, formidable
Want, desire
I want, I desire
More than I have, more than anyone can have
More than the world can give
Divinity, adieu!
I want a world
A world of profit and delight
Of power, of honour, of omnipotence
All things that move
Shall be at my command

Repentant Faustus:
Divinity, adieu?
Where’s the want, the desire for eternal life?
Doom is all I see
A “dark” future

The Man:
(Cutting in)
of glory

Repentant Faustus:
But of misery
Not of glory, but of doom.
Doom. Despair. Divinity?
Damnation

Indecisive Faustus:
Or glory?
To rise and to shine
Would that lead to damnation?
To reap the fruit of my own hard work
Would that lead to damnation?
A quest for knowledge
Would that lead to damnation?
Aspiration, dreams, desire
Would that lead to damnation
Or… wouldn’t that lead to damnation?

Faustus the Man :
Stop!
Faustus, be resolute.
Ambitious: [echoing]
Be resolute)

Repentant Faustus:
Caution…beware.
Remember, damnation –

Indecisive Faustus:
Maybe…

Ambitious Faustus:
Enough!

Scene 2:

Chorus:
Carrion bird hovering near
Circling overhead, circling, stooping
It sees the centre waver
It plunges for the kill
Look. See it stoop.
It grows clear, clear, clear and clear
Black, silent.
Shadow for trickster
Death and darkness
Too good for the fallen
Too good for Faustus
[whisper viciously, circling ominously]
Tempted. Tempted.
Tempter comes. The
Tempter comes.
Fallen, sinner, fallen
Tempter
Mephistopheles, tempter
Mephistopheles, fallen
Angel, devil, fallen
Mephistopheles
Sinner, fallen [growl a little]

[Enter both Mephistopheleses]
Mephistopheles 1: Thank you very much! Now kindly shut up.

Mephistopheles 2: Yes, my dear friends-cease your bickering
For it is I – Mephistopheles

Mephistopheles 1:
Where is that Faustus?

Mephistopheles 2:
Faustus! Faustus ah…there you are!

Mephistopheles 1:
Come on out here you… Thing on the ground!

Mephistopheles 2:
So what’s all this I’ve been hearing? You have been behaving strangely.

Mephistopheles 1:
Incantations, drawing circles, conjuring... chanting Latin!

Mephistopheles 2:
Latin? Man now that was passé! Please!
Blaspheming against the old man upstairs…

Mephistopheles 1:
And in the middle of all this I heard something about giving up your soul?

Faustus the Man:
You… what is it you?

Mephistopheles:
Well, you called us forth, you should know.

Faustus the Man:
I thought you said my incantations were passé.

Mephistopheles:
Passé works.

Faustus the Man:
Strange kind of devil you are to respond to such weak summons.

Mephistopheles:
Shouldn’t you be happy that we answered your weak summons?

Faustus the Man:
To what purpose – What is it that you could possibly grant me?

Mephistopheles :
Tell us what it is that you want and then we shall see if we can grant them.

Ambitious Faustus and Faustus the Man: [Alternating]
A non omniscient devil,
An apparently high ranking one at that…
And he doesn’t know
What we want.
Shall we
Tell him?
Should we?
I want (looking at each other)
We want

Man Amb
Fame More fame
Fortune More fortune
Power More power
Wealth More power
Glory More glory
Women More women
Knowledge More knowledge
All knowledge!

Mephistopheles 1:
How original!

Mephistopheles 2:
I bet they thought of that in the twelfth century. So typical of mortals!

Mephistopheles 1:
Alright… we shall grant your puny wishes. But what’s in it for us?

Mephistopheles 2:
What do we get in return?

Faustus the Man:
Aah. Our devil has his own wants.

Mephistopheles 1:
Have you not heard of quid pro quo? One hand washes the other.

Ambitious Faustus:
What do you want? What is the standard operating procedure in cases such as these?

Mephistopheles 1:
As worthless as you mortals are you do have something that interests us

Ambitious Faustus:
Which is?

Mephistopheleses:
A soul

Repentant Faustus:
Our soul?!

Faustus the Man & Ambition:
Our soul! (Both laugh derisively) Small change!

Repentant Faustus:
That’s not what I want. That’s not what I need.

Indecisive Faustus:
What? Our soul? I’m not sure that’s what I bargained for.

Mephistopheles 1:
Not sure? But I thought scientists were always sure!

Mephistopheles 2:
And is not Faustus the best, the wisest, the most learned of scientists?

Mephistopheles 1:
Or was all that just… gas?

Mephistopheles 2:
And even if it were, I’m sure you’re not stupid enough to let go of all that is in front of you.

Mephistopheleses: (Alternating)
The fame, the power, the glory, the knowledge, the wealth, the women, the world!

Mephistopheles 2:
And you’re going to say no to all that?!

Man and Ambition:
Of course not!

Indecisive Faustus:
We shouldn’t… or should we?

Repentant Faustus:
How could you even consider giving up your soul?! Have you lost all reason? Give it up, Faustus, be happy with what you have! Don’t fall! Don’t fall! Don’t fall Faustus, don’t fall!

Mephistopheles 1:
Oh, for the love of Lucifer! We ought to have known that he was just another one of them. Yet another fickle-minded mortal! Too low, too spineless, incapable. Too weak to make their dreams come true. Too shallow to act. Useless base mortals.

Mephistopheles 2:[whispering in the background]
Useless, spineless, base, mortal, Faustus, weak

Man:
Cease! Faustus is no weakling! What would you have me do?

Mephistopheles 2:
Merely to sign a bond.

Mephistopheles 1:
Pledging your soul

Mephistopheles 2:
But I’m sure you wouldn’t want—

Man/Ambitious Faustus:
Yes, I shall sign the bond and my soul shall be pledged.

Mephistopheles 1:
Indeed…

Mephistopheles 2:
Then, Faustus of Wittenberg shall be a spirit in substance and form

Mephistopheles 1:
The elements shall be his to command

Mephistopheles 2:
Wealth and power shall be his norm

Mephistopheles 1:
The world shall be in the palm of his hand

Mephistopheles 2:
No earthly power need he fear

Mephistopheles 1:
Spirits and devils he will conjure

Mephistopheleses:
In return!

Mephistopheles 1:
Lucifer shall be his liege lord

Mephistopheles 2:
The Holy Trinity he shall abjure

Mephistopheles 1:
Salvation he will be denied

Mephistopheles 2:
The Pearly Gates are barred to him

Mephistopheles 1:
Hell shall be his Elysium

Mephistopheles 2:
And at the end of twenty-four years

Mephistopheles 1:
When you’ve lived your chosen life

Mephistopheles 2:
You will have no choice

Mephistopheles 1:
We will take away

Mephistopheleses:
Your immortal soul

Scene 3:

[Indecisive Faustus takes centre. Faustus the Man and Ambitious Faustus have their arms tied together.]

Indecisive Faustus:
What is this? What chains are these that bind Faustus? Mephistopheles, what mischief have you done?

Mephistopheles 1:
What have I done?

Mephistopheles 2:
What have you done, Faustus?

Mephistopheles 1:
You brought this upon yourself, Faustus

Indecisive Faustus:
No, I did not! I didn’t want this. I wanted fame, fortune, glory. I have them all. Then why am I bound?

Mephistopheles 1:
You think fame and fortune come without a price? We have your soul, Faustus. Your immortal soul. You pledged your soul to Lucifer, Prince of Hell

Indecisive Faustus:
Pledge my soul. But you speak of Lucifer, of Hell. What is Hell? It doesn’t exist!
Or does it?

Mephistopheles 2:
Is the world round?

Indecisive Faustus:
Then hell exists?

Mephistopheles 2:
Finally, it dawns on the scholar!

Indecisive Faustus:
Tell me, then, Mephistopheles, where is Hell?

Mephistopheles 1:
Hell has no physical boundaries. All is hell that is not Heaven

Indecisive Faustus:
I don’t believe you, you fiend!
Give me proof!

Mephistopheles 2:
Open your eyes Faustus. Your proof stands before you! We are living proof of hell!

Indecisive Faustus:
So how did you get to hell?

Mephistopheles 2:
Lucifer’s fall was mine – my fall from grace. I woke up to find myself unable to feel. Where nothing touches, nothing wavers, all feeling is numb.
Worthlessness – so much so, I have wanted to die.
But my immortal soul is damned in hell – forever!

Mephistopheles 1:
You ask of hell? It is beyond your limited comprehension.
The pain, the torture, the horror!
Your mortal soul would cringe.
But you are no longer mortal. Your fate is sealed.
You will be immortal, in Hell.

Mephistopheles 2:
And every second of your endless life in hell you will never forget that it was your choice that brought you here. Your fate is sealed Faustus. It is sealed. Just as your blood congealed.
You are trapped in a snare of your own making.
And we are the happy eaters of the ensnared prey.

[Repentant Faustus steps forward]

Repentant Faustus:
No, no. There is time.
Repent, Faustus, before it’s too late.
Our fates are not yet sealed.
Plead for mercy, Faustus
God’s grace being eternal,
There is time…
Break free!

Mephistopheles 1:
God and mercy! You speak of myths!

Mephistopheles 2:
You, who abjured God, the Holy Trinity and burned His books, hope for forgiveness?

Mephistopheles 1:
Even Faustus is not so foolish?

Repentant Faustus:
Speak not of forgiveness, Mephistopheles
You, who have never tried!

Mephistopheleses:
Bah! Forgiveness!
[Push Repentant Faustus away]

Mephistopheles: [Turning to Indecisive Faustus]
Be a man, Faustus, be resolute
Face your fate! You have no choice.

[Meanwhile]

Chorus:
Time! Time! Time!
Passing, it is passing.
It passes soon
Faster and faster the hour draws near.
Time passes, doom draws near. It wavered
Now coalesces, down to point.
One single point of reckoning.

One part of chorus:
Resolute! Be resolute…if time wavers
Let not your will waver.
[soft taunting laughter from the side of the chorus that says this]

Second half of chorus:
Time does not wait. It will not wait for you.
Not for you. (whisper pityingly and pleadingly)
Change now. Run now. Let time pass unheeded.
Let it go. Don’t look back now.
Not now.

First half:
It’s yours for the taking.
Isn’t it? Look at the promise. Look at the
Bright red dawn on your horizon.
Watch it flare, burn, envelope.
Wrap it around you,
Your destiny awaits.
(Both parts of chorus):destiny
awaits. Waits for you.
Destiny destiny.
Doomed destiny
Doomed
Destiny
Doomed.

Scene 4:

Repentant Faustus:
The hour draws near
You have but one hour to live
And then you are damned perpetually
Stand still, Time. Cease.
Why, oh why do I have to
Face the smart of it all?
I tumble, tumble in confusion
In despair
In desperate hope
Oh make perpetual this day
Or let this hour be but
A year, a month, a week, a natural day.
That Faustus may repent and save his soul
The clock will strike
The devil will come
And Faustus will be damned.
Must be damned.
Oh, Christ, spare me!
One drop of your blood would save my soul
Ah… half a drop!
God have mercy on my soul
Oh, my soul will not dissolve
It must live to be plagued in hell
Faustus, curse thyself
You are deprived of the joys of Heaven
My soul shall be lost forever – never to be found.

IT SRIKES! IT STRIKES!

Chorus: [Laugh hysterically – softly at first then keep rising as speech progresses]
Damned! Damnation! Damned! Damnation!
See him go. See him fall
Fallen! Fallen! Laugh out loud.
See him crawl.
The time has passed, has passed.
Crawl Faustus, crawl.
Hear him whimper, pitiful.
Pathetic immortal
Pathetic mortality that
Your downfall brings.
The bonds grow close and closer.
Closer, closer, closer.(Sink to whisper while circling-slowly at first and then pick up speed as they circle)
Fall now, and now fall
Crawl now and again, now
Darkness drops, drops
Falls on you
Blankets you. Your destiny
Reckoning is at hand
Reckoning… Reckoning
Death beckons, reckons
Die, die, die
Die, Die, Die
DIE, DIE, DIE
[crescendo and then sink back to whisper]
Forever die.

Terminat hora diem, teminat author opus

And some more pics

2006-05-21T06:07:00.000-07:00

University Gits-1

2006-05-21T05:54:00.000-07:00

Mea culpa...

2006-05-19T04:00:00.000-07:00

Hey gits! Wassup?

By now I'm sure most of you have noticed that the blog's got a new look. Yes, yes, it was very autocratic of me to just change the template without conferring with anybody but hey! In my defence, hardly any of you seem to log in to this page. So I was sure it would take a long time to put up a post about the change of template, have a thouroughly gitty discussion on the attendant merits and demerits of such a deicision, a gitty discussion on which template to use and finally to actually change it! So I thought I'd go ahead and change it and let the comments pour in, then change it back to how it was or change it to a new template. And furthur in my defence, the actual template hasn't changed, only the colour scheme.

Or maybe I am just plain autocratic, despotic and hitler-ish (as opposed to democratic, democratic and... git-lerish (?))

Well anyway... take it or leave it! Har!

2006-05-13T11:05:00.000-07:00

Poshgit's visit to Gitler's abode...

Ah,the sight of a fellow-git coming to your rescue(complete in khaki forest-officer-like shorts) when you are lost in the wilderness of the eastern ghats is truly lovely!! The knight in shining armour was,of course,our dear Gitler,who emerged out of the dense forests of RV to escort her dear mate(me!) to her beautiful abode. My parents and I met Gitler's mum first,a damn sweet person(unlike the daughter,he he he...okay,jus kiddin!) who has one of the nicest smiles I've seen ;-) Then,after a tour of the highly-acclaimed school(I must say,it's a beautiful place to be),we met Gitler's dad,whom Gitler resembles in many ways ;-) A yummy lunch followed,after which there were general discussions on election results,Stella Maris,and other such interesting issues(life in Stella Maris is definitely interesting,gits!). Poshgit had to then take leave of her generous fellow-git and set off on the 'wet'(it was pouring rain...welcome showers though!) drive back home,enjoying most of the awesome landscape by dreaming of it,as she was curled up and dozing away in the back seat(didn't even wake up to threats from parents!!) So that was a wonderful day spent in the company of a wonderful git(ok,now I'm laying it on real thick,ain't I??)...hope to see Gitler in my vicinty sometime soon,can't promise the same hospitality though,he ho ha ;-) That's the update from this nook of Git-world...adios comrades!!!

2006-05-01T23:11:00.000-07:00

Let us bow our heads in prayer-

Our Tig who art in Nehav, hallowed be thy name
Thy Gitdom come. Thy will be done in Lunarth as in Nehav.
Give us this day our daily Pizza.
And forgive our debts as we don't have cash
And lead us into temptation, but deliver us from profs. Nema.

:D

2006-04-29T08:09:00.000-07:00

Greetings, cava, namaskar and marhaba!

This is Atomic gitten, your correspondent from the middle east.
For The news in this previously calm territory-as you may have surmised the presence of this Git has already caused chaos to begin uncurling her twisted fingers...
Climatically, yours truly is freezing in the heat.
vous ne comprenez?
Its hot outside but the AC makes us huddle in the blankets and have nose blocks( heh heh heh...do I hear grinding dental parts?). Of course the heat here is 'peanuts'-to use a Knightly phraseology-compared to Chennai or Kerala. This correspondent expresses her sincere condolences to the receiving end(s?) of Ms. Posh git's cooking and driving. How many wreaths should we order?
Gitler old chap, I am doing your job here! I have been asked to conduct a quiz in my school. Yes, I know-hieghts of irony,heh heh heh. Apart from this there is a play coming up so that aught to keep moi busy.However,these attractions are frugal meal for a Git's voracious appetite for interesting activities. Besides that gits get so bored in this Pearl of the Middle East -that they actually resort to EATING just to keep themselves sane....or should I say insane.Fortunately I am planning to take up a job here- so thats double gain: less boredom and more money ( hee hee hee-I'm being paid for being relieved from gloom).

Thats the news update from this side of the globe. Will be back with more news from the Arabian Gulf. Until then, my globe trotting and non trotting compatriots, I bidst thou adieu, farewell, au revoir, arividerci...and so on and so forth( Farquad style ;-D)

May the Spirit of Tig watch over you all.Nema.

2006-04-27T12:33:00.000-07:00

Aloha again Gits!!!

I know, I know, you guys missed me so much...it's alright, I realize I'm very popular ;-) he ho ha! Well, just returned from a trip to God's own country, where Sir Git is probably roasting up by now...Yes, the place is one hell of a competitor with Chennai's heat right now!! You should have seen me getting baked, what with being decked up in artificial jewellery and heavy silk for my cousin's wedding!!! Of course, I cooled off on the beach with all the cousins(19 on my mum's side alone, can you believe it?) and enjoyed the yum 'mallu' food.. So now I'm back in good ol' native 'ooru', which unfortunately has not given up it's spot as the hottest place in Tamil Nadu for the zillionth year in running!!! Now to get down to cooking and driving classes, both of which I'm miserable at ;-) So that's the news update from this corner of the earth...By the way, my apologies for not contributing to our revered site for so long,but now that I've woken up-wake up fellow gits!!!! Let's see some blogging action huh,what say?? That's it for now, will drop in again soon...ta-ta!

2006-04-10T07:53:00.000-07:00

Hey, gits, it's a special day!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY OBSGIT!

You missed the annual Git day by nine days but hey! Close enough...

May the great Tig, patron Deity of the Gits, shower all her blessings upon you! As the eldest among the gits (I think...) may you forge new paths and break all barriers to contribute to the glory of the pretty glorious order of the Gits.

Hail gits!

P.S.: You people had better buck up and write me some brilliant poetry/dedication notes for MY birthday! Gifts, cash and cheques are also accepted.

2006-04-04T00:58:00.000-07:00

Dear Gits,

I'm afraid I've been guilty of neglect. Not a single post from me since the first two! I'm sure nobody missed me... sniff, sniff... but what the hell! This blog cannot go for so long without being afflicted by me! Hehehe. So here I am, typing merrily away. May I state politely and quietly, I BLEEDING HATE EXAMS!! They drive me to multiple exclamations--which is saying something!

They're a pain in the neck, especially when I have to sit down and mug facts about a bunch of dead guys who lived long LONG before I was even a glimmer of an idea of a thought of a notion in the genetic line of the ancestors of my blessed parents! And why? Well, that's life! The only consolation is that, well, our brilliant little group was inspired by one such group of dead guys (we really should write a post on the University Wits--enlighten the world and all that.)

Anyway... deep breath. Well I've vented precisely 1.73695% of my irritation and frustration. Now I shall go kick a few puppies and scare a few kids to round it off.

Ah, life's good. (serve with portions of sarcasm sauce as needed)

Hail Gits!

2006-03-30T20:30:00.000-08:00

Hey -

I seem to be "making the difference" and signin in on the day before we close. Ummm.. errr... well, i seem to extremely non gitty in comparison to you gits. Nevertheless - i'm looking forward to a git-filled summer and second year:-)

2006-03-30T03:14:00.000-08:00

Greetings and salutations to one and all!Following the tone set by my worthy compatriot Posh, I place on record some of the gregarious exploits of the glorious gits( In general, since we normally operate on a team basis)

In the wtwilight of our first year in college, the various scenes of mirth in the dull dreary sessions rise in my mind. How we successfully disrupted the classes of Sumathi, Tanya,Agnes, Prema,Mathai, Jassi and (last but not the least) our Git Mentor- Sharda Bhanu!((hmmm..Git mentor...sounds good doesn't it?)Will the phrase " Namrata is in her own stream of conciousness" ever fade? Tanya blushing abt the ram? "20000 is peanuts!".All of us 'secretly' messaging in class when evryone was looking. Eating lunch in clas while vigilant guards warned of the approaching prof...the hogging sessions at the Tree, The poem reciting spells in Jassi's clas: Especially when we knew we were bugging her..the mad class when we went around writing expletives on the board during C.W.....Amly and the 'matters arising'.....

Guys, its been a good year-the next will be better!

2006-03-30T02:09:00.000-08:00

Yello Gits!
As we near the end of our extremely fruitful(!!!)academic year, let us pause for a solemn moment to reflect on our misdeeds and thank the git-lord(whoever that is)for bestowing his gracious blessings on us all...aaaand now that our solemn moment has passed, here's the latest update from the git-world:

*Jassi has finally appreciated the gits for the efforts to entertain the class(Irish kangaroos that we are!) and given us two very useless 'muthus' of wisdom-Study Well!

*We also enjoyed trashing each others writing with our feedback in creative writing class(he he, kiddin dudettes,don't murder me!!)

*Also, yours truly succeeded in breaking one of Obsgit's precious 'family heirloom' bangles,who was at first furious and then very sweetly offered the damaged trinket to the criminal,who declined politely(simply becoz she does not wear damaged stuff,muhahaha)-kiddin again obs,pls spare me ;-)

*Certain gits enjoyed venting their strong emotions on the subject of the screwed up linguistics question paper, though all that anger should have been directed to the rightful villain(read Hitler...)

Anyways,that's about all I can fit in here(as you know,the adventurous exploits of the gits would fill ten LOTR's...) Until next time,adios mates!!!

2006-03-23T05:28:00.000-08:00

hail all gits!!!
Poshgit and Gitler have placed second in the WCC quiz that took place today. Some screwed up engineering college came first with some totally improbable margin. Pheroze was there,ie for the uninitiated Obsgits cousin.came 4th and the other MCC team didn't even place. That is the update from this side apart from the fact that we both have got a lot of moolah. and i mean a lot of it. so its mandatory that all gits must celebrate tonight.

2006-03-21T05:54:00.000-08:00

hail gittiness!!

Am happy to see the gits have all started blogging
And yes i must congratulate atomicgit on the fantastic oath and anthem.

PEARLS OF WISDOM::
There was a monk in siberia,
Whose life got drearier and drearier,
Till one day with a Freudian yell,
He eloped with the Mother Superior.

Expecting interesting comments on this one...(esp atomicgit,sirgit and gitler)

2006-03-21T05:18:00.000-08:00

Greetings fellow gits!!!

I have the honour of presenting myself-Atomic gitten aka sree aka pain aka..ok well you know what i mean....Any , as i was saying- I have the honour of presenting myself Atomic gitten,honorary university git and member the society of the wha-wha sisters.

I shall now introduce the git anthem and the oath of the gits.
ANTHEM:
If you're a happy git clap your hands-
clap clap
if you're a happy git clap your hands-
clap clap
If you're a happy git and you reallly wanna show it
If you're a happy git clap your hands-
clap clap

and so on and so forth(Farquad style) with stamping feet,snapping fingers and nodding the head and all that.

THE OATH:

I_____ git,solemnly swear
to
uphold riotous behaviour,
create pandemonium,
intersperse the conversation with "obscure shit"
never be silent in class,
employ our creative minds for the good of none,
Never leave work pending-get it done by someone else
and bring out the devil in everyone.
This vow will hold true,
until prema's mouth shuts like glue(yeah i know we all hope for it,but there is no chance of it happening heh heh)

I bid all of you my tearful adieu(actually not,i just thought it sounded good)

untl the next time-ths s the atomic gitten siging off.

PS-any chagess ii anthhem or oath always welcome ...byee

2006-03-21T00:32:00.000-08:00

Alright!!!!! I finally figured out how to log onto this new craze called the blog... This doesn't mean that i understand what it's all about but how can i let my friends down right? Right.
The match is on right now and its turning out to be a pretty interesting deal. Looks like India does have a chance to win this match and the series...if, that is, they don't drop any more catches. Man! butterfingers doesn't begin to describe them! stupid gits...hey no offence people! yeah and to reply to poshgit's accusation that i was blushing...Bullshit! i was not, am not, and will not blush about coleslaw...i mean people he is private and not meant for public consumption.
Well i have to sleep now otherwise...all hell will break lose in this shell called a house. I will huff and I will puff and Blow the house and everyone in it down. Wow sounds like fun doesn't it???

2006-03-20T00:19:00.000-08:00

Yo fellow Gits!
Just arrived after messing up poetry big time(didn't we all??) So what's going on on the home front,you ask? Well,the gits are acing their c.a.'s, big bag of brains that we are ;-) Gitler's been blushing(oh,she still denies it!) and I've been having a good time bugging her about cole slaw!! The Gits have also been generously contributing to the income of the canteen-Cheers(burp!) to us Gitz,keep up the good eating! There's also been a sudden rush to get into a kid's shoes,since some of us are having trouble with children's stories-"Mommy,I need a good kiddie story!!!" Anyways, glad to know we have our own blog now,Gits,keep the posts coming in! See ya...

2006-03-15T09:04:00.000-08:00

One of the early pieces of giterature. I, SirGit, felt a great sweep of love and other gitty feelings for my fello-gits and from thence flowed these noble thoughts...

There were once some mad girls, seven
In a certain college they found heaven
"Some obscure shits(s)!"
Quoth the University Gits
And then they grew to be eleven

2006-03-15T07:59:00.000-08:00

Welcome world. Shudder and pale at the thought of what horrors are about to be unleashed upon you. Also think reverently of the wonders you shall soon witness. Compared to us, the plagues of Egypt are but little annoyances. The wonders of the world, both ancient and modern, are but... um... not-so-wondrous thingies. Get ready, basically, for...

THE UNIVERSITY GITS

Yes, cower in fear. Weep in joy of salvation. But do not try to stop us. Who knows what will happen if we do!