“What the Holy-Mother-of-Oedipus is that?”
“Is that a bird? Is that a plane? OMGOMG is it a bat?”
“It’s not just a bat; it’s a blind bat, a blind-f***ing-bat whose radar has failed”
We’d witnessed the most ridiculous air-borne disaster in the history of West Bengal ever since the Japanese had bombed Bhawanipore; either that or some ill-fated, drunk rodent was kidding itself trying to fly.
A large part of being human is adjusting to change. In the KGP MUN ’14, the biggest change was the introduction of the Intranet – the virtual answer to all chit-exchanging needs. Instead of delegates sending messages written on pieces of paper, they could exchange messages virtually.
The one constant, however, was the IP’s privilege to snoop.
Er, read messages.
Along the way, we’ve seen a lot of interesting conversations. We intercepted flirty messages between delegates that were peppered with winking emoticons, frantic messages in all caps, short missives in different languages (none of which was inspired by Tolkein) and a few mysterious notes none of the delegates remember sending.