got inspired,got lost

The 6th sem or 3-2 as we call it has been different from the previous semesters in more ways than one.

The people of my class for instance, are strangely trying to improve their vocabulary and speaking skills , of all the things in the universe...."we are the got inspired by Dawood sir our" is the unanimous reason they give, with a crazy grin on the face.I dont listen to most of Dawood's lectures,but the good thing about him is.....if you are talking to your friend,rather than changing only your place,he says"both of you are come in the sit first bench"(so that we can continue our discussion there lol!!)
Another bunch of dudes have started reading books like "all about birds"( or words rather),"work power made easy"(or something like that),and so on...........this time inspired forcibly by morpheus . This morpheus who previously used to tell "set the benches in an order,u there....yes you.. set that bench right( it is off by 0.0122 mm),i like discipline,order blah blah blah..." is more considerate with respect to the 4th dimension....he allows us inside class even if we are late by a whole 2 seconds!!!! how considerate.
Three other prof's inspire us to bring pillows to class.But true credit has to go to the maam with that amazing voice,because of which our batch is expecting a PhD in lip reading shortly.

With such amazing people to get inspired by,murt and I got inspired(dont ask how :p) to give a paper presentation at jntu.But the central thought behind this was,...in murt's words,...."hey even if we cant get it right on stage,let us entertain the audience and return, and who knows we might as well get the prize"...followed by loads of laughter by me,him and the neighbours dog(btw do dogs laugh!!).So it was decided,and the day arrived....me,murt,MR curd,(called so since he will search for curd rice even in a continental-style buffet)and another guy(famous for his vanishing acts) set out.It seemed like an endless voyage to me and i didnt know the route....i followed MR curd while he raced ahead with his pulsar.Finally after a long long time we reached the campus.
The presentation was fine except for a few minor details that we omitted.....like our intro....so I gave a ishara to murt....and he amazingly managed to fit it somewhere in the middle of the presentation(though both of us had no idea what he was speaking).meanwhile one judge was getting bored,and left the auditorium only to return after our presentation was over.amidst all this my turn to talk came and since we were running short on time,i rushed through with the rest of the presentation at a amazing pace....this helped us since no one asked any doubts(mostly they were asleep) .After that it was lunch time and MR curd proved himself yet again,and after that while we were about to leave the "another guy" vanished..,murt in the pretence of searching him was engrossed in ornithology :p .So finally we left without him.
while going,suddenly i find Mr curd and murt no where (they suddenly got a brilliant idea of returning to the jntu campus to collect certi's).I didnt know the route but i continued to go till i was going up a road inclined at 45°. This didnt seem right as my house was never on such a isolated high hill.so i immediately took an about turn and using sun, clouds and direction signs for navigation finally reached home.

It is after this, that I decided never to give a presentation again.....but my decision changed again, the movement I stepped into SNIST the next day,since nothing else could be more bad than this.....lol.