Mr. ZOOSSII

If you haven't heard the name of Mr. R.M. Joshi till now, then you are in the dark, folks! He's the author of the best selling book on International Marketing on amazon.com and ebay as is demonstrated in his class. His class, because he also happens to be our professor.

Mr. Zoossii is not very fond of Ms. Bazzaz although he has a soft corner for girls in general. He is usually generous and gives a 'BRACK' in all his classes. He is an expert in the international 'STRETAAGGGIES' and asks you to turn to 'PAAGGE' no. 453 in his book. A very colourful person, its a lay man's guess, you just have to look at his slides. Added colour to a whole trimester!

You're the color blue. You have the three c's in
life--you're cool, caring and confident.
Trustworthy and honest, people are naturally
attracted to you. You're unusually optimistic,
but that makes life all the better. You're an
imaginative person who loves sleeping and
dreaming. Hard-working and determined, you
excell in school. You're everybody's favorite,
and this is because you have this undefined
richness in your personality and attitude.
Mild-tempered and stable. Not to mention very
intelligent. Along with the fact that you're
conservative, you're worried about the
environment. So basically, you're a generous,
dependable and devoted--just the kind of person
everybody needs. Wouldn't it be great if
everybody in the world were like you?

What color are you? (Amazingly detailed & accurate--with pics!)
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CLOUD GAZER

I'm a cloud gazer.

This fascination with clouds started some time when I was in school. I don't remember properly but I guess it must be when we were shifted to secondary section and I had this place beside a window overlooking play ground. By now as you all must have guessed, at any time you'll find me faced towards the window and my eyes fixed on the clouds. Especially in the months of January and February, when the skies are clear, very clear ( This now reminds me of the beautiful and sometimes fearfully blue skies at Jog falls - but I'll spare it for another blog). As it happens in any school, I was told off by my teachers a couple of times. But since my academic performance hadn't yet deteriorated to such abysmal levels at that time, I was spared. My benchmates nicknamed me cloud gazer then and I liked it so much that I felt I was given an esteemed title.

By the time I was in Class IX this fascination went too far and I've taken to staying on the terrace for long hours, often in a small tent like structure that dad and I managed to put up on the terrace. It was fun time. Nothing to do, nothing to bother about, just watch the clouds! My favourite ones are cirrus clouds, the ones that hang low and look like they are made of soft cotton and butter. And ofcourse those fast moving clouds after a good shower. They look the best at night when passing over the moon.

Today, I had the chance and time to go back to my erstwhile favourite hobby of cloud watching. The weather had been pleasant and cool for the last three days here at Delhi, reminding me of Hyd. Tonight, I was watching the clouds again, at night, passing over the moon, after a shower at the Top of the World. Beautiful!