Eckjhecutive Sumari

This comes almost live from one of the best B-schools in India - S.I.B.M (please don’t snicker). It will almost always get delayed because I am unable to pick my lazy ass off the couch. On other occasions it might be because I was doing work for a change.

These articles shall include loads and loads of inside jokes that other’s came up with. You would not want to read the bad PJ’s I come up with. It’s bad enough that these guys have to hear them. I already carry the guilt of turning people deaf. Don’t want them to go blind now.

In case you are unable to understand any of the jokes or aren’t clued into the events that have transpired in college then feel free to post a comment and I might be considerate enough to explain it. Please do not use any of these filthy stories anywhere. I have exclusive copyrights over them. Please excuse me for being over the top.

I would like to thank truck loads of people without whose active support and inspiration I might have never blogged. You know who all to kill now:

Mrs.Tongaonkar- nursery teacher who taught me a-b-c...x-y-z butter on bread…if you don’t eat it Mayur will.

Aptech- for teaching me MS-Office

Mummy, Daddy, Chotu, Family, Friends, Family of Friends and other Friendly Families.

Nikhil Narayanan aka Pandu/ Gandu/ Pinky- thanks for starting the blog culture in college. You have been the inspiration for all us wannabe’s who follow in your footsteps.

Rohit Jain- Editor-in-Cheap ( Free Labour)

S.I.B.M - for giving us so much free time for velagiri.

Backbencher’s Association of the erstwhile ‘C’ Division - for showing me the way to cope with the pressure’s of B-School.

CAT Lovers (Yagga esp.) who just love to Meow.

Other Sibm’ites whose jokes are CCP’d out here big time. Thanks for having some sense of humour.