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Ping’s Sermon

Chubhti jalti garmi,

Chubhti jalti garmi ka mausam aaya…

Chubhti Jalti Ghamouriyan laya..

Aaya mausam thande thande Dermi Cool ka!

Ping’s Sermon — March 2018

Once upon a time, in a land far far away from optimism and hope, lived a king who had all that he wished — dissatisfied subjects, unsurmountable debts, empty treasuries, you name it.

Except one thing.

Ping’s Sermon — February 2018

February is here, love is in the air! But beware! Love’s a big scare. Ooh! That rhymes.

Valentine’s day in college is akin to attending a Martin Garrix live concert, with Martin Garrix symbolizing your crush. You get way too pumped weeks before the…

PINGS’ SERMON — January 2018

New year! New Beginnings!

Or so you thought! By the time you read this article, January of 2018 would be close to its demise and you still haven’t been able to get out of bed for those dreadful morning runs that you planned so meticulously back in 2017.

Ping’s Sermon - November 2017

Whoa! Is this college on fire or what? The scrapping of Internet services in the campus couldn’t muster half the sense of unity that these Birla residents have invigorated in us IITians in a matter of hours. Still, let me reassure you, my dear compatriots, your protests and…

Ping’s Sermon — October 2017

And here comes a brand new month. But, before any one of you sprightly little bunnies starts brimming with newfound enthusiasm, allow me to drag down your aspirations and hopes to the ground and trample them beneath my mighty feet, for I, am Ping the unequivocal, unapologetic…

Ping’s Sermon — September 2017

Friends, apprentices and countrymen. Lend me your ears, I came to bury this world not to praise it.

That’s Goddamn right! This is Ping — the sadistic man, a fancier of Murphy’s Law (If anything can go wrong, it will) damaged by his demons and those…

Ping’s Sermon — August 2017

Amigos folks! I am here again, resurrected after the extremely boiling and oppressive summer heat, watching new faces in the college. For the sake of the first handshake, I am the Ping — the lord of Pessimism. I am not the one to travel to the stars or sail to an unchartered land…