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For your friends till they are dead; Do not write them on their tombstones, Speak them rather now instead. ~Author: Unknown~ 
Indu Prakash (IP) Singh It was way back in 1975, when I had just joined the Masters program at IIT Delhi. We were in the midst of a heated discussion in the hostel quadrangle, which was quite the norm. At the end of it there was general bonhomie and we started to get to know each other. The guy who was leading the discussions at the other end was this tall dark handsom fellow, doing his PhD in Applied Mechanics. He was quite a likeable chap, but we still kept our distance. The relationship was thawing as we moved to the dhaba, that served as a canteen late in the night. By now the conversation was quite banal when IP asked, " Where do you come from ? " I replied : From Allahabad. IP : I too come from Allahabad.... Which school did you study in ? SG : St. Joseph's IP : Well, I too studied in St. Joseph's.. Er.... Where do you live in Allahabad ? SG : Across the Jumuna river .... at Ag. Institute.. IP : I too lived in Ag. Inst...... Now coincidences happen, but this seemed to be getting a bit too far. We were not too sure whether one was pulling the other's leg. We stopped. We stared at each other. The others who were coming along with us from the quadrangle to the dhaba, had already formed a circle, in anticipation of another verbal duel. Then it happened in an instant.... Twitch....an instant recognition. That developed into an unshakable bond. I met IP again, towards the end of last year. He is still at IIT Delhi, in the faculty. I should be able to get his email address and I'm sure he would be delighted to join in !! It's a small world ! And we tend to carry Ag. Inst. in our mind as an icon. I hope we will get to meet each other sometime. And thankfully, with cybertech it won't be as dramatic as my encounter with friend IP Singh !!!  SonaJuly,1999 
Well Folks.....The Mysterious IP Singh has finally been tracked down..... thanks to www. network of Aggies ! Great job guys !!!Here you go.......... He is the son of Prof G.D.Singh, working in IIT Delhi, India. email addy...ipsingh@iddc.iitd.ernet.in Telephone +91-11-651 5780. August,1999
Hi Guys, Let me share with you some of the good times that I remember at the Ag. Inst. I remember the time that Ronnie Lamech and I put up Jerry's underwear (dirty ) on the library notice board with a sign that read "sale contact Ms. Thomas " The time we (Ronnie and I ) used Jerrys sarong for a flag on the main flag pole. This is a real tall one !!! When we jammed the lock of the administration building and no one could get in to office the next day. The day Ivan and I stole a goat from the AH Dept., and took it to Mr. Greenwold's house (he was on the security council then but didnt know he had a stolen goat in his backyard). The frequent raids on the orchards that we conducted with precision. There were days when the whole hostel would be smelling of oranges. Shaitan Thanga who used his vegetable plot to grow "grass".  Halka States and the Pilundi parties that we used to have. The very active toddy club and the Permanant President Micheal Aga  The times when we used to smuggle fresh toddy in thermos flasks to the girls hostel. Peter Moore and the fun times we had fishing in the Jamuna and also drinking the beer he used to make with hibiscus flowers.,,,, not forgetting the wild party we had at his house when every one ended up dancing naked to wild music and throwing over cooked noodles (courtesy Pradeep Brave) at each other. The farewell party we threw for him at Ahmed's shop when we garlanded him with chilums.  Streaking on the national high way in summer .The gallons of mahuva we have consumed. The cheap society. Boy were we cheap the limit was when on a dare, Pradeep lay on the road in front of the canteen and a group of guys peed on him I think thats when he was declared the Chairman for life.  I remember the old hostel function when we put up a web and a bridge and staged Ringo. I think we out did ourselves then. I remember Yip Hin Yuen and the frog hunts and the grub he used to cook up. I remember Prof. Varshney and his famous "open the window let the climate come in " and also his "bring me the staircase " meaning ladder ofcourse. Theres more but I'll have to stop now. Cheers! Tommy (Thomas Jacob)August 04, 1999 It's only now I realize what a crazy guy I got married to. He's old and bald now but the crazy spark still lights up; specially when we aggies get to gether sometimes. ShiraniAugust 04, 1999 F -- Fun loving; Faithful R -- Risk being real, even misunderstood I -- Interested in the welfare of others E -- Expect the best of others; Empathetic N -- Natural realtionship; Non-exclusive D -- Diplomatic; Delightful; Durable S -- Sympathetic; Supportive; Stable H -- Helpful; Hopeful; Happy I -- Interdependent by helping others P -- Patient; Protective of confidences; Personable This is the kind of friend we must strive to be..... How To Live Beautifully Youth is not a time of life, it is a state of mind, it is not a matter of rosy cheeks, red lips and supple knees, it is the a matter of will, a quality of the imagination, a vigor of the emotions, is the freshness of the deep springs of life. Youth means a temperamental predominance of courage over timidity, of appetite for adventure over the love of ease. This often exists in a man of 60 more than a boy of 20. Nobody grows old merely by a number of years. We grow old by deserting our ideals. Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul. Worry, fear, self-distrust bows the heart and turns the spirit back to dust. Whether 60 or 16, there is in every human being's heart the love wonder, the unfailing childlike appetite of what's next and the joy of the game of living. In the centre of your heart and my heart there is a wireless station. So long as it receives message of beauty, hope, cheer, courage, and power from men and from the infinite… so long are you young. When the aerials are down, and your spirit is covered with snows of cynicism and the ice of pessimism, then you have grown old, even at 20, but as long as your aerials are up to catch waves of optimism, there is hope that you may die young at 80. ~ Sent by Cheriachangel Mathews~ Two Eskimos sitting in a kayak were chilly, but when they lit a fire in the craft it sank-proving once and for all that you can't have your kayak and heat it, too. ***************** A three-legged dog walks into a saloon in the Old West. He slides up to the bar and announces: "I'm looking for the man who shot my paw." ***************** Did you hear about the Buddhist who refused his dentist's Novocain during root canal work? He wanted to transcend dental medication. ***************** A group of chess enthusiasts checked into a hotel and were standing in the lobby discussing their recent tournament victories. After about an hour, the manager came out of the office and asked them to disperse. "But why?" they asked, as they moved off. "Because," he said, "I can't stand chess nuts boasting in an open foyer." ***************** There was a man who entered a local paper's pun contest. He sent in ten different puns, in the hope that at least one of the puns would win. Unfortunately, no pun in ten did. ***************** A woman has twins, and gives them up for adoption. One of them goes to a family in Egypt and is named "Amal." The other goes to a family in Spain; they name him "Juan." Years later, Juan sends a picture of himself to his mom. Upon receiving the picture, she tells her husband that she wishes she also had a picture of Amal. Her husband responds, "But they are twins! If you've seen Juan, you've seen Amal." ***************** And the worst of the "pun"ch: These friars were behind on their belfry payments, so they opened up a small florist shop to raise the funds. Since everyone liked to buy flowers from the men of God, the rival florist across town thought the competition was unfair. He asked the good fathers to close down, but they would not. He went back and begged the friars to close. They ignored him. He asked his mother to go and ask the friars to get out of business. They ignored her too. So, the rival florist hired Hugh MacTaggart, the roughest and most vicious thug in town to "persuade" them to close. Hugh beat up the friars and trashed their store, saying he'd be back if they didn't close up shop. Terrified, they did so, thereby proving.... Are you ready for this? ...that Hugh, and only Hugh, can prevent florist friars. ***************** Sent by ~Christopher Jude~ *****************
Evidence has been found that William Tell and his family were avid bowlers. However, all the league records were unfortunately destroyed in a fire. Thus we'll never know for whom the Tells bowled.***************** A man rushed into the doctor's office and shouted, "Doctor! I think I'm shrinking!!" The doctor calmly responded, "Now, settle down. You'll just have to be a little patient." ***************** A marine biologist developed a race of genetically engineered dolphins that could live forever if they were fed a steady diet of seagulls. One day his supply of the birds ran out, so he had to go out and trap some more. On the way back, he spied two lions asleep on the road. Afraid to wake them, he gingerly stepped over them. Immediately, he was arrested and charged with transporting gulls across sedate lions for immortal porpoises. ***************** A skeptical anthropologist was cataloging South American folk remedies with the assistance of a tribal brujo who indicated that the leaves of a particular fern were a sure cure for any case of constipation. When the anthropologist expressed his doubts, the brujo looked him in the eye and said, "Let me tell you, with fronds like these, who needs enemas?" ***************** Back in the 1800s the Tates Watch Company of Massachusetts wanted to produce other products and, since they already made the cases for pocket watches, decided to market compasses for the pioneers traveling west. It turned out that although their watches were of finest quality, their compasses were so bad that people often ended up in Canada or Mexico rather than California. This, of course, is the origin of the expression, "He who has a Tates is lost!" ***************** A thief broke into the local police station and stole all the lavatory equipment. A spokesperson was quoted as saying, "We have absolutely nothing to go on." ***************** A famous Viking explorer returned home from a voyage and found his name missing from the town register. His wife insisted on complaining to the local civic official who apologized profusely saying, "I must have taken Leif off my census." ***************** ~Sent by Abel Immaraj~ ***************** Aggie Number..... LE FastCounter Don't forget to sign the Guestbook before you leave......  
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