Now, let me be brutally, unabashedly, and shamelessly honest – I was always under the impression that ‘DoC sucks!’ That opinion changed when their cricket team thrashed both of ours in the tournament, but I digress… I happily bunked the last sess and headed to the odd academic building that stood in between two hostel blocks and a mess.
It was the first time I’d set foot in that building and the few minutes that followed hit me like whiplash. DoCians in that small building of theirs did so much that MIT would probably pale in comparison if scaled up. And that’s coming from a college that has no less than 110-odd clubs.
Their annual Management fest, Conscendo (which I love calling Condescendo for obvious reasons) was fast approaching and the whole school was in full on prep mode with no one giving a thought to the sessionals that were scheduled after. The staircase and the teachers’ cabins were lined with Conscendo stickers and the balcony area was full of arts and crafts. There was so many people moving around but not much noise. And trust me, I don’t know if the architecture of the building was that good, or if the students were robotic, or just that professional, but it was a spontaneous synchrony in perfect coordination that happened. Like a scene out of teen movie. Students who were doing their entrepreneurship project had put up stalls inside the building. Niteesha was there with her pancake stall. Pretty good, I must say. Never knew that ball of attitude could cook. Joven in his towering self and Aftab in his skin tight (I'm straight, thank you) clothes and beautiful shoes were like, What are you doing here? Damn, is my disapproval of DoC that well known? I was starting to get scared of being beaten up now. Praveen sir got us into a room and with the arrival of Anup sir and Varun bhaiyya and a few other kids from DoC, the meeting commenced.
A round of introductions and the agenda was told. (Can’t believe I was in a meeting, had details about it in a pocket notepad that Pai bhaiyya gave me and didn’t know anything about it… Yeah, I’m stupid. Sue me!) Manipal De Carnival was planned and fast approaching. Personally, I wasn’t a big fan of the name. Because of the linguistic error and the sheer number of Carnivals happening nowadays. NITK’s Incicent was Coastal Carnival, KMC’s IQMU was Carnival Night, Closer to home, Revels was Carnaval… I mean, what’s the obsession, mate? Chinese year of Rooster?
Anyway, the college had given its approval and my suggestion Laissez Faire was a tad too difficult to pronounce, we ended up tweaking and stylizing the name to Carnival de Manipal! And that, kids of the 22nd Century studying in Manipal University, volunteering for VSO, celebrating fitness, freedom, and exercise was how Carnival de Manipal was born!
It was Anuja’s last semester in Manipal. And she wanted to sign off in a big way and took up the primary positions for both Carnival and Tarang for DoC, and based on Daan Utsav’s results, they could definitely pull it off! Ideas for layout and publicity was discussed, some basic outlines drawn, date fixed for 5th March taking place parallel to Marathon in Greens and we all left DoC with our own little pictures of how we were going to hold that festival. I was tasked with making a draft of a logo… and I agreed. What’s there in that, I thought. Little did I know what was in store for me the next day!
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