The cover of the first issue of RAVE, which came out in October, last year. RAVE is the newsletter of the University’s Student Activities Committee (SAC).
The picture used for the design has been taken by me, on the Nagoa Beach, in Diu, and the designing has been done by Hitesh. The actual photograph can be found here. Both of us are on the three-member editorial board of the newsletter, the third member being Asmita.
We’ll be coming out with our second issue soon. Hope it is better than the first.
The theme of the first issue was Inception, which should explain the presence of the “One Simple Idea” line on top. Yes, the film did have that big an impact on all of us. The issue can be read online here, and downloaded here.
Just Watched: Scott Pilgrim vs. the World
A few hours back, as Hitesh and I were wondering what to watch, I mentioned having the film with me, and he jumped at the thought of watching it. Little was I to know that I was going to stay up for a joyride of sorts.
Adapted from the Scott Pilgrim graphic novels, this film is incredible fun to watch. There’s no point going into the plot as that would be quite futile. It is as if a comic book was made to come to life, so to speak. Michael Cera in the titular role is fantastic and Mary Elizabeth Winstead as the mysterious Ramona Flowers is wonderful. The chemistry between the two is surprisingly good. Watch out for Chris Evans, Brandon Routh and Mae Whitman in their short roles, for they are quite effective, something which must also be said of Jason Schwartzman and Anna Kendrik.
This isn’t a film which I can write much about. Don’t blame me, for I was, well, blown away, to say the very least. Some great music along with tight editing made this an enjoyable watch for me. Here’s a film that is exactly what its tagline says: “An epic of epic epicness.”
Personal Rating: 7.7/10
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…Because a guy I know who I was having a fag with the other day asked me,
“What’s the coolest thing you can do with a cigarette?”, with a sneer on his face.
And I looked him in the eye.
And I said,
“Smoke it.”
There never was a plan. There was just an ideal. One that died somewhere along the way.
And I stood over it with one hand on my chest.
And prayed for it.
To a non-existent God.
Then I went for a fag with Shayak…
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