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‘Ok Computer’ is precisely the kind of series I would have imagined as a fourteen-year-old. Remember, for an Indian kid of the nineties, the Sci-Fi benchmark was Captain Vyom. The show’s biggest USP were sliding doors, which we later came to know were manually operated. We cannot imagine an incredibly slick Sci-Fi on a tight …
For years I wondered why can’t Bollywood showcase the kind of action scenes in Hollywood, helicopter chases, high end action the likes of Mission Impossible, Fast and Furious. The movie WAR is an answer to all such queries with a Desi Tadka, after all you have Hritik Roshan and Tiger Shroff in the movie! So …
In the chaotic realm of Crescent’s Christmas party, where gulab jamuns steal the spotlight, students embark on a culinary mission, diligently sorting into groups to bring home-cooked delights. Forget the fashion fuss; our real anxiety lies in the fate of those precious jamuns. Sharing isn’t about profound ideas but the chaotic potluck of preferences.
The gift exchange unfolds like a cinematic drama. Secret Santa is no secret, and the lucky recipient becomes the chocolate hero armed with a Nestle Milkybar that bluntly reads ‘Eat It.’ Destiny, it seems, is intricately woven into the fabric of white chocolate bars, turning a mere gift into a cosmic sign from the universe.
As the party wraps up, we’re not just a bunch of kids with our teachers; we’re a squad of comedians navigating the absurd Crescentian Chronicles, with ridiculous gift dilemmas and the everlasting sweetness of bad gulab jamuns over bad English paper marks. After all, we are the generation that gave Karan Johar his first hit, leaving behind a trail of laughter, chaos, and sugary goodness.
