Wangdu’s Reflection in Rancho

Its 4.20 AM, and my urge to write is desperate. And when I am really writing something at this juncture of day and night, there has to be something irresistibly that important.
Much has been talked about and reviewed over the recent movie- 3 Idiots. The Director, Producer and Screen Play writer are among the most praised of the critics and reviewer. The lead role characters have also been reviewed and appreciated generously. Yet there is one thing which has eluded the nook of critics in the movie and which in fact has compelled me to consider for a write-up on the same. I have searched a considerable portion of digital media to confirm my conviction. All the time I have been negative.
This is about the character of Ranchod Das Shyamal Das Chanchad the lead character played by Aamir Khan. In the movie, this guy has been characterized by an impressive genuine look of innocence coupled with a surpassing talent and mind who has solutions for every problem. It is until the end of the movie, that we find the real name of this guy: Phunsuk Wangdu: a renowned Scientist. As per the story, this man went to ICE as pseudo Ranchod Das Chanchad. However he is a person who belongs to the mountains.
I came across with the video ‘Exclusive Styling of Amir Khan- Ghajini Se Idiot Tak’ on You Tube. This Video contains Amir Khan’s transformation from Gazani to 3 Idiots, from Hulk body to that of Idiot, precisely. He reveals his transformation along with the body language which he has put on throughout the movie especially to give the character of Rancho a look of genius and boyish at the IIM Bangalore Campus, mostly unconcerned about almost everything he does. And that has been successfully done not with the look alone but his attire as well. Look at the kind of T-shirts and Jeans he wears. As a matter of fact, these dresses were not purchased. “Actually we should not buy clothes…I strongly feel we should pick up clothes. For example, if you have a shirt which is two years old, I should take it from you…”, says Amir Khan. Oversized jeans and t-shirts are what have given him the look he is portraying in the movie.
However, willingly or unwillingly, he has done marvelous in the sense that he is carrying exactly the nerve of this character. Here is my point: throughout the movie, and even before we get the real identity, if we observe the role of Aamir Khan, he has outstandingly portrayed the role of a person who belongs to the mountain ranges, be that from Himachal, Tibet or North East. Here we have the most characterizing similarities in these people: they are genuinely simple, they carry an innocent look, they don’t get perturbed easily, their unusual dressing sense like low waist jeans, canvass shoes, unusual t-shirts which finally becomes fashion for the day and an ever-hanging bag around their shoulders. Now observe how Aamir Khan carries himself in the movie. His dressing in the movie, his body language, especially when Veeru Shahastrabuddhi drags him out of his cabin shows much of his innocence.
Now this is my personal opinion and association of the movie character to some specific traits, even though I have positively confirmed it with the people around me.
I have heard people say, “Rancho! You Rock!” However, I may prefer to claim, “Wangdu You are obviously unique!”…You got that…Right??

PARODY OF EXAMS

I flunked again. The papers seem invariably magical when I pass! Yet they don’t appear cruel when I fail either! It has been the destiny of my resources to lead me to the same Thelsic direction always. Through past experiences, I have now reached a conviction point of being called the top from bottom. The excitement of seeing unknown and expectation of an easy labor vapors with the aftermath of encountering the Notice Board and getting to know that once again I am not misplaced!!
The process of these aftermaths; namely melancholy, happiness and excitement starts much before we write all those papers. This is even before we attend our first class room course. The root trace is not at the obvious expression when we see the results. Our priorities define us. So is done with our expectations from our Academics. Our environment, both internal and external, moulds the way we are going to gush out feelings at the end result. Here I am writing my feelings after encountering the Result Notice Board recently. I don’t mean anything personal here to anyone or to myself either!

We heard that the result was out! And so we decided for a too short journey: that of around 900 meter walk from the Hostel to the Admin Building where the Notice Board was supposed to show us our own “Academic Faces”. Being afraid of the ambiguity of this term, I must clarify Academic Face first. By this I don’t mean any allusion to our real Academic Group, but how well we have steered ourselves on the Curriculum.
Anyway, we started for this too short journey. The journey seemed too short, yet implied a bigger shocking and hilarious implications for people. The chilling breeze seemed no hindrance to this Great March. Great as it is for the same reason discussed above. Speculative discussions seemed to fuel our walk. There was no haste. We had all the time on earth, yet nobody could have longed for a shorter distance under the circumstances. As we approached the Admin Building, it seemed no longer the same. It stood with greater grandeur tonight. Perhaps it had absorbed the merit and charisma of all the candidates for the day and was reflecting the same tonight! Amidst these thoughts we had entered the Building with more fervency than ever. And now were standing in front of the Notice Board which definitely epitomizes the faculty of all the Students and Faculty; as it showcases the caliber of either party. So to say, this Notice Board was personifying us that time. Our eyes were scrolling through the papers hustling on the Board, when we saw the one we were looking for: just one paper stood more magnificent than others. Focus as natural went to the most lucrative and feasible option, Charles Darwin once again had proved his evolutionary theory right. This paper on the Notice Board had occupied the left corner and contained the decided fate of six months (3rd Semester) of students, rich and poor, all alike. Nonetheless, the fate had dawned upon us tonight again. This time a great number of people were destined to the hilarious side while few, just three to be accurate, were blacked out at the horizontal end of the row where the Cumulative Grades were meant to show up. However, if the candidate failed in a subject, his or her (which unfortunately never happens to be the case!) CGPA was blacked out. My eyes started scrutinizing those three Black Lists when I struck upon my name. As usual, I was placed substantially right this time too. My name appeared in one of those Black Lists!! Unusually, nothing seemed odd. Everything went as they did earlier: Same people, same discussions, same Notice Board, unflinching veneration for the respective Faculty Members; most unusually for the ones who had discredited me as well. I was in no mood to spoil the otherwise jocular mood over this slight topic of pass and fail as if I would have been bestowed a magic wand, had I passed!!
However there was something to rejoice definitely. People came with negative anticipation were jubilant as their fate had turned into feat. This was good enough excuse of merry-making and a real one too. We started considering the probable chances of Partying, courtesy good CGPA of some of our batch mates. It got more amusing as we kept on counting the number of boozers in the group who would soon join us!!
On the other hand, my failure was enough to fade a good portion of enjoyment as they began to consider the pros and cons of probable reasons why I would have been thrown to hapless lot once again. I would like not to write anything about those accusations. Whatever be the reasons, I had thankfully, I guess so, flunked again and people seemed to air the feeling of resentment as much as possible. They too got a good reason to believe I had all the reason to be happier now. It is not surprising. When we encounter something bad in our life, people do care more about us. I had this opportunity right now due and was enjoying it without any qualms. Though martyred, I seemed to be hero among the group. Affection flowed profuse. Material support followed the emotional one. Thanks to my name in the Black List!! Immediately after leaving the Admin Building, I was treated well with a small party of “my choice” on the way back to Hostel. So much so, three eggs were purchased to take care of my supposed gloom when I was going to be alone in my room when everybody else went to their rooms and I yearned for a delicacy after midnight. I thankfully accepted and wondered if my friends exceeded the wrath of my Faculty who flunked me, as the zero had exceeded by one from the former and had changed the shape too, that of ovular!!!
As I am going to end this hilarious chapter of a serio-comic day in my life, I must hint that I would not be alone swoting to clear the respective back papers which I had just flunked. Rather more efforts would be contributed from the Faculties who flunk students, and that starts much before the latter does so with their preparation. The efforts might be hinted at the formation of a completely new set of Question Papers, the necessary preparation for the ensuing Back Paper Exam and then in the process of evaluation and so on. I think this is enough to scare a logical faculty!! You got the last word…right?? Bingo!!!
Bow to the support of friends and toast to the Faculty who are going to toil with me as an aftermath of this 3rd Semester Exam Results….!!!