My hobby is.....

In almost all the intros I have given so far in my new hall of residence,the one part I hated the most was "My hobby/hobbies is/are"....Cos the expected answer is something conventional,like say playing cricket ,hockey,etc.....I mean ,yes these are the hobbies which really can help the hall,but can't a loser(ME ME ME!!!) have an hobby that might not be very conventional and something that can't ever help the hall win the general Championships.


So,instead of being a smart ass while giving those intros ,here I am giving a public announcement.MY FAVOURITE HOBBY IS SEEING EMBARRASSED PEOPLE GETTING CAUGHT IN AN EMBARRASSING STANCE.

Wondering how that can be a hobby?

Okay,i'll not waste our time enumerating how interesting this hobby can be.Instead I'll put forward my observations,You decide whether noting that must have been interesting or not.


I'll not go into the details of my thesis.


1.

i-think-i-have-a-good-sense-of-humour-but-my-jokes-never-work man.


Most of my readers are IITians,and lets face it ,every 99 out of 100 IITians have a bad sense of humor.

The rest fake it well.

Now,how does this man react when he has just cracked a joke that smells worse that a bad fart.


My subjects always came up with the same face saving statement,"IT WAS NOT A JOKE IT WAS A FACT".Little did they know,their statement just made their stigma go higher.


2.Oh-I-stumbled-but-It-didn't-hurt man


IIT and cycles are almost synonymous.In our stay here almost all of us have fallen hard from our wheels of fire,our cycles.

All my subjects always showed the same reaction after a big fall.i have classified it into two stages.
(a) Oh!!!It was not my fault stage---This stage is marked by a visible show of disgust over the main stimuli of fall.ASSHOLES!!WHY DO THEY LEAVE THESE SHITHEADS ON THE STREETS,THEY WILL DEFINITELY GET SOME ONE KILLED SOMEDAY WITH THEIR CYCLES ,is the first reaction
(b)Oh!!!It didn't hurt stage---Then comes the stage when the subject realises that he is the center of attraction ,lying flat on the road( NOT a very pleasant experience ,I 'll tell you).Its then that the subject tries his best to get back his honor.While others will try to pick him up,he keeps on glaring at the stimuli,giving that you-bastard-come-back-have-a-piece-of-me look,without giving a thought to the cuts and bruises(so brave,you would think)



While all this drama was underway,my subjects never looked eye to eye with anyone in the crowd,probably to show that they don't care,just because they cared a lot

Even funnier are the ones who miss a step

They glare the stairs as if it just played a silly trick


3.Soft-man-loud-company man

This has surely happened with all bongs.You are in a posh restaurant,trying to put your best foot forward,and suddenly,your noise pollutant mom goes,HEY CHOTU WHY DONT U COME HERE,loud enough for the world to know that you've arrived.

My subjects were of two types

(a) The one who reply ,MUMMY JI NAHIN WAHAAN CHALTE HAI,a few decibels higher,than mummy ji.
I dont study these suckers.They can never be embarrassed
(b)Then there are those who start mumbling something very softly,just to give the impression that something important is being discussed here giving that I-don't-care-if-you-think- otherwise look,while all he was saying was,"Not here mom,and for god sakes softer!!!".Important conversation indeed.


So what do ya say buddies?
Isn't that the most entertaining hobby.

To know more about this ,call me.i'll tell you the tricks of the game...
AASTA LAVISTA!




PS:ALL THIS HAS HAPPENED TO ME BE4,SO U NOE HOW I CAME TO KNOW THE INTRICATE DETAILS