Live from Kanpur

We reached safe and sound, and with no clue what was going on. The events don't start till Friday, so till then, we have been promised Chem Tuitions from the accompaniing teacher, Mrs. Dhami, the chem HoD.

Kanpur city is insane. Imagine the insanity of Malviya Nagar, and the streets of Chandini Chowk rolled into one. Its much much worse than that.

Exciting life, no?

We're boarded up in a large tv room, which has a table tennis table, gaddas, pillows, sheets, lots of mosquito's, and pretty much everything aside from an actual TV.

On a more personal note, my blog for the next few days is doubling as a messaging service, for our stay.

Firstly, Message from PC to Damini : Stupid B**CH don't you dare try anything of the sort, or its the hug. Also, get my file checked. Monica Bhatia is the teacher.

Secondly, Bhaiyya from Bhavya: Bhaiyya, this place is nuts. Its terribly organised, don't go for Roorkee, it's not worth it. But the rooms are much better than yours.

Thirdly: Damini/Karan from Aakash: Tell Abhinav Prasanna to get in touch with me from the Shogun Lab by mail.

Fourthly: First person reading this blog is assigned the task of getting our parents to read it for the duration of the trip, as it is doubling as a message board, for all important and unimportant things.

Lastly, the matter of my Pen.

My Parker Pen is the single most important object in DPS right now. The quizzing club depends on it for qualifying. Me and PC depend on it for pretty much everything now.

It had finally run out of ink. So I got a roller ball refill for it, and one really does not know whether it will retain its charm. The next three days shall be telling in this matter.

For those silly twits who do not believe in the awesome power of this parker, go stick your head in a pig.
It has a lot more power than say, the number thirteen.