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For the past one year, Campus Notes has captured the flavour of college life from A to Z
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DEAR MOM, Dad and our two-and-a-half readers — Vinu Mukundan, Nivedita and Scooby the dog, who chews on our column while fetching the paper.
We hate to sound dramatic... but this is the end.
Kaput! Finito!
From A for assembly, to N for notes to Z for Zzzzs, over the past one year we've tried to bring you a flavour of campus life in Chennai, spiced with irreverence, peppered with bad jokes and reeking of juvenile, rag mag grammar. And, unbelievably, you guys are still here. If you were any cooler, you would be frozen, as a good friend says. (But then, he wears a blue crushed velvet suit and hangs out with a dude called Dr. Evil these days... so what would he know?)
Eavesdropping
Over the past twenty-six columns, we have made complete pests of ourselves by eavesdropping on campus banter, ringing up sleepy students in the middle of the night for their views on everything from U for Unions to W for Whatever and gleefully repeating stories whispered to us in complete confidence by unsuspecting gabbers.
Last September, this series began in an attempt to mollify the unshakable army of Principals who complained about not getting enough coverage and hosts of grim professors who compared paragraph lengths with large wooden rulers ("So why did college X get one inch more than us?) This, after bombarding us with 25 press releases a day regarding the new state-of-the-art balcony or the introduction of that fancy new cappuccino machine in the canteen, which, in all probability has stopped working anyway.
With about 130 colleges in the city fighting for attention, we figured the best way to keep everyone happy was to shift the focus from specific college activities to general campus issues. So we suspended writing on the usual seminars, technical symposiums and guest lectures and decided to use the space to capture the life and times of students in our colleges. While we were at it, we figured we'd discuss everything from oily canteen samosas to issues such as `dumping and being dumped on campus.' So, the alphabetic campus notes began - with A for assembly, B for break, C for canteen...
Alphabet soup
But, before we knew it, we were drowning in alphabet soup. Of course, the problem was never lack of issues to write about but deciding which one to pick. D for Dance or Disco-dandiya? H for Hotel California or hostelites? M for manholes, or M for mojo? Which brings us to Z for zero or Zorro or zis is so pointless, isn't it? For those who came in late, Z is the last known letter in the English alphabet; the place where it all ends. Z is also how you sign off everyday, with a Zzzzzzzzz!
We could go on and on. But then, everything that has a beginning has an end. (Did we mention we've also become the biggest movie-line thieves in town?) So, Asta La Vista, Baby!
Oh and thank you. Or whatever ...
Someday, when we have a Campus Notes reunion, we expect all of you there. Yeah, all four-and-a-half of you. But, it's potluck — so tell Scooby to bring his own bone.
SUDHISH KAMATH & SHONALI MUTHALALY
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