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HT InQuizItive 2006

The Hindustan Times InQuizItive 2006, the annual HT quiz (sponsored by Canon this year) was held today at Talkatora Stadium. As usual, it was conducted by one of my fave quizmasters, Siddhartha Basu, and his team from the Tree Of Knowledge (ToK). Suneet Tandon, as usual, was the MC, and there was a rare appearance this time by Anita Kaul Basu this time. Frankly, she handled it much better; and left Suneet Tandon feeling unwanted. Here’s the whole story….

May I know why is this school sending teachers / bus drivers / any other officials who DON’T know where the venue is? If they’re thinking of losing ‘this crazy kid too interested in quizzing’ (i.e., me), then it won’t be this easy. The team consisted of the President of the Quiz Club, Abhishek Mitra, and me, the Vice President. Only one team allowed at HT InQuizItive. Anyway, we did reach the venue, somehow in time, and had an amusing moment (I’m sure the auto driver thought that too) when our teacher asked him for a bill (she wanted to show it to the school I guess)! We registered, and went in to usual carnival-type atmosphere it has every year with 210 teams participating, and many schools sending in their cheering teams (ironically, always the ones with no hope of winning). My buddy, Ishaan of DPS RKP was right there, and it brought back those feelings of disappointment, anger and shock which I felt at not getting through there this year, because we both REALLY wanted to go to quizzes with each other. It’d have been a really strong team, both being the most experienced quizzers in their respective schools. It goes back to a older era (not when dinosaurs ruled, not THAT far back) when I became champ at CBQC 2004, and he came second. We’re really good pals, and yes, I wanted to participate with him.

Coming back on track, first there was the judgment of the cheering teams and the banners (there was an embarrassing one from some school, which said ‘Read only Times of India’ that was promptly taken down by the HT reps), and the usual screaming they’re asked to do. The same boring old song they play every year (Vande Mataram, by AR Rehman…ugh), in a continuous loop, to get the adrenaline levels high. Irritates me every year. Then the usual ads and promo videos for HT (again, the same every year…you’re getting my point, aren’t you?).

After a bit of dilly-dallying, we got down to serious business, the quizzing part – we had the written prelims for the Delhi finals. 25 questions, 15 minutes, no options given. Not surprising, this is what happens at every quiz (I’m trying to make a point for DPSVK quizzers here…). And it was tough. We both attempted all, and thought then it had gone really well. We fully expected to get through to the finals, where the top 6 teams make it. To our horror, we didn’t. All these years that I’ve been quizzing, I had an inkling about whether I’d make it or not, and this time I fully expected to go through. Later, as we found out from ToK researcher (after some pestering / flashing of badges), we were tied among the top 6 teams at the same overall score, and got out because of ONE tie-breaker question. That hurts; losing outright is one thing, making it so close and then going out, completely different. Happened to the exceptionally brilliant duo of Adarsh and Sohail from Sanskriti School (who made it to Delhi, and then national finals here) last year in the Times of India Fun-da-Mental Quiz (this one, by Derek o’ Brien, another of my faves) when they didn’t make it through to that quiz’s Delhi final, because of one tie-breaker.

I saw a cheering team from my old school, and also the team. They were once under my guidance there; this time it was a different case. I had an interaction with them, and came to know the quiz club there is falling apart. Expected. Without me.

Siddhartha Basu then conducted the Delhi finals, which had Sanskriti, DPS RKP (Ishaan and Tejas), Mothers International (Krittika, so far the only girl quizzer I’ve come across, she was there in CBQC 2004, at position 4, if I recollect correctly; and one guy who I don’t know), St Columba’s, Somerville School (dunno how THEY got through), and I don’t remember the last school. The rounds were good, but the scoreboard ended up pretty one-sided, with St Columba’s winning (on a tie-breaker; they got a Canon 4-megapixel digicam), and Sanskriti second (they got a Canon multi-function printer). The rest were gathered at the bottom on pathetic scores, except Mothers. Somerville, as far as I remember, didn’t get anything on board. And my pal, Ishaan too crashed out. Like last year, there were problems in the scoring system this year too, with the teams on stage having to point out to ToK that they were wrong about the scores. Funny, isn’t it, all the CBQC 2004 people there (me, Ishaan, Krittika) crashing out; we were also there in JSTS, me ranked highest among the three.

There were numerous audience rounds during the quiz, in which we both won some (knapsacks; shirts; toffees worth 500, 500 paisa, that is). Better than the non-qualifying stage teams, they go home with nothing. Eminent cop Kiran Bedi dropped in for a few minutes (chief guest), and was asked to conduct an audience round. Before she got the quiz card, she (very foolishly, in retrospect) told the audience that she would only ask the questions to which she herself knew the answer. The look on her face, when she was actually handed the card, was worth watching; she stood there for about two minutes, clueless. The audience, so well-behaved, especially us participants, lost no time in whispering ‘please go ahead and ask the damned questions for us, we know you aren’t a quizzer’. Siddhartha Basu came to her rescue, assisted her in asking two questions, before she suddenly felt the urge to go to her office for work, and scampered. There were some fun moments, with the St Columba’s cheering team sitting behind us screaming ’42’ for each and every answer. There were teacher questions, which had better prizes (and frankly, made us the participants ROFL at the answers they gave; so teachers, we know that you aren’t that good at everything, so need to smirk when we can’t in class). St. Columba’s cheering team got a toaster, courtesy a grateful teacher (of some other school) whom they’d told a correct answer. They ended up debating later what they’d do with the toaster, with some telling they should donate to school canteen, some saying to a teacher, etc. I chipped in, and suggested they could take it apart, and keep a screw or a spring or a metal sheet each, as a memento. Must accept they had a sense of humor.

The national finals were scheduled later for the day, and had the top teams from Delhi, and the regional winners of Chandigarh, Lucknow, Indore, Jaipur and Bhopal. The regional rounds had been conducted earlier in the respective cities. Our teacher was eager to go back to school right then. But we both didn’t want to, partly for the fact there was a chance of us getting more audience prizes, and mostly for the fact that we didn’t want to face the students. We told her that we were highly interested in gaining knowledge and experience for future quizzes (also very true). We didn’t wait much for her answer really, and went back to our seats (‘Actually, ma’am there was so much noise there, we couldn’t hear you…’). The national finals were electrifying; the last round a buzzer one with +100 -100 possibility. St Columba’s emerged champions (and thus, also got a digital camcorder from Canon), Chandigarh team coming second.

Second quiz of the year, hit counter still zero. Good that we are making it close; a good rank at Columbian; almost through at HT InQuizItive 2006, but that is NOT good enough for me. Which makes my priorities clearer. To devote this year primarily to training a new team at DPSVK.

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The Investiture Ceremony, DPSVK 2006

We had the investiture ceremony for the school and house appointees today. Since these are very boring occasions for all except the ones getting the badges, I’ll keep it short. We’d been practicing for this thing quite some time, in fact, the whole week, the whole day. Rotting in the cruel sun out to take revenge on us. I had wasted my whole WEEK on this.

Ceremony day. A nice and wet field that made all our uniforms crappy, but I have to thank The Guy Up In The Sky that he didn’t open up the shower tap, which was a very imminent possibility, Some forgettable performances, the usual dance and song routine, in that order. And a new chairman (who looked a nice guy), and a new managing director (who looked like a bloated balloon, and voice like a tape recorder being played at extra low speed). The actual thing, the distribution of badges (which we’ll humbly use to be slightly arrogant all the time) was relegated to the end.

We, the school appointees, were sitting on the ground, and like some trained puppy, had to get up and march on certain commands. They made us practice this for HOURS earlier in the week. And I was to be the last school appointee to get my badge (there were house appointees after me though). To my surprise, when the time came to stand up, my right leg was solving fiendishly difficult quadratic equations, and kept on giving a sort of ‘File in use…Please try to access later’ sort of error message that Microsoft delights itself in making up. Net result – me trying to stand up with a numb leg. Any sentient beings would now have figured out what would be the obvious thing for me to do, that is, fall into the hands of the principal and the chief guest, who were just passing by to go to the stage for giving my badge away. Naturally, important person that I am, they took it upon themselves to hold me up, run around for medical aid, call volunteers, try to get circulation back into the leg which had just then found out the discriminant of the quadratic equation in question (too bad it doesn’t help me out in my ARC tests; BAD leg).

So there I was, proudly limping forward while others were marching (well, sort of), satisfied that I’d reasonably ruined a reasonably boring function. At least The Fall did provide some exciting moments to a few people. I did limp forward a few moments later, with a smug smile creeping on my face as I accepted my badge, and had the vice principal heaping praises for my ‘excellent efforts in giving an online presence to the Quiz Club’ and for ‘another bright idea in conducting an online intra’. Mr Bloated Balloon was supposed to pin it up, but just handed it to everyone. Maybe he thought it to be too much work. Triumphantly, limping back again, I returned beside me Pres.

To demonstrate our seriousness about our responsibilities, all the appointees promptly wasted one whole period in the field after the function was over clicking photographs of each other, in various groups and different poses like Superman (without the ‘underwear to be worn outside’ part of course), with house flags (another bad thing – I didn’t get to wear a sash); that would make anyone passing by think that whoever gave the posts to us had a made a grave error. Not satisfied enough, we also ‘wasted’ (ah, let’s not be too harsh now with the words used…) the recess and a bit of the next period at the school canteen. And then a bit more congratulating each other, and (for the ones who’d got it), tryng to convince the teachers that they HAD to keep the sashes with them. Me and my pres, having gone for the Columbian Quiz the earlier day, unfortunately didn’t know we could lug our cams along, and thus ended with embarassingly grain shots on our respective cellphones. Sorry guys, no photo gallery of me making stupid faces or falling down this time. I promise a repeat performance of The Fall next year, solely for you, dear readers, as an exclusive.

So there you have ME as the Vice President of DPS Vasant Kunj Quiz Club. Incidentally, this is the FIRST year this post has been created (it didn’t exist earlier), because they’ve students now with excellent rack records (ahem, me). In fact, even the Quiz Club didn’t officially exist until this year, and I was told they haven’t had anyone as enthusiastic as me earlier. This fact, that it didn’t exist as a cohesive group, is going to hit us (in the Quiz Club), and me really hard, because we’ve a team that’s not at all organized, no proper allocation of area. I hardly think that with such a state of affairs, we’ll be able to win any quiz this year. My old school’s quiz club, which I founded when I was in class 7 (after a lot of persuasion), achieved a lot in the past few years (CBQC, CBSE-Intel…) but it took a LOT of training, initial failures, constant hard work and sheer talent and determination to get a team together that was armed to the teeth for any quiz. My primary goal this year – to have a proper team in place for my final assault at school quizzing next year (as President? Maybe…), and bag a few trophies. At same time, I also have to think about the future candidates; I leave two years later and by then, I want a buzzing Quiz Club that can stand on its own feet and face the harsh and competitive quizzing arena. Then again, the school management has to really show interest in quizzing here. My last school was skeptical initially of me, but later when it paid off, they really chipped in with support and resources. And I’m delighted to see vice principal(s), teachers, and fellow Dipsites here showing a lot of enthusiasm.

I hope that with the exceptional talent that I’ve seen here (that’s just from what I see in the online intra) I’ll be able to contribute in my own capacity to make DPSVK Quiz Club one of THE BEST. Quizzing is my passion (given a choice between IIT and quizzing, I’ll choose the latter; that’s the extent of my ‘craziness’, as others would say), and I want it to spread like a contagious disease in this school!

Keep quizzing.