What not to do in your spare time

now that the crappy "tick- tock" psychology is out of my mind for good, i actually had an oppurtunity to look at life from a totally different perspective. it was feeling good be kind of reborn. so now that i had time to burn ,i once again turned to my favourite pastime( its a passion- if you can call it that), reading!!

for quite a while now i have been hearing rave reviews about one IIT guy writing a book called " Five point someone". it would be untrue to state that i was not curious about the book. actually i wanted to know what was so special about it. though my kind of reading is a bit different from normal sidney sheldons and jeffrey archers( dont ask what i generally do read) but still my curiousity led me to borrow the book from a friend and start being enlightened about" what not to do in IIT ".
so this guy, the male protagonist, is an engineeer in the making..genius enough to crack IIT but unfortunate enough to land up there. he is a happy go lucky kind of a character and the entire book is about his vodka-drinking-pot-smoking-system-blaming-girl-fantasizing escapades with his two brothers-in-arms partner-in-crime friends ,on top of the institute roof. the system there is ruthless and merciless and he cannot help faltering at every step and eventually land up with big disciplinary problems(sounds like my school days hehe ).the book is named the way it is because that is the Grade Point Average that the three friends managed in four years of rigourous IIT-style grinding and grilling. the story promises to turn out to be a real blockbuster but the reader cannot feel more helpless as the lucid but interesting style of narration holds the readers but at the end of it all there is very little to look out for. the story somehow lacks the punch( who wants to know what a loser did in his grad school when everyone has their own past to refer to -which just might be more interesting)and it becomes a moronic redundancy of foolishness by the protagonist and his friends. though it is hailed to be a work of fiction, somewhere down the line you feel the is author speaking his mind. well i managed to burn midnight oil to get to the end of it all and without much surprise when the morons finally graduate, i switched off the lights and did something that i should have done long back....slept off!
so here i am ,thoroughly unhappy with the outcome of the novel(if one can call it that)and cribbing over the fact that i wasted three precious hours of my life. but dont worry..not gonna revert back to my stupid psychology...will simply re-read the maestro.... Kahlil Gibran...ofcourse!!