Class & It's Attributes

After attending a fun frolic lecture Of Object Oriented Software Engineering yesterday I got to know the definition of CLASS. Class is a collection of similar objects that having same attributes. Harikesh Bahadur Yadav was taking the lecture. Being a typical Bihari he often eat some words. I had started appreciating CLASS.

CLASS. What is class? And what makes something classy? I have spent few mins thinking on this topic and this is what I have come up with – Class – If you don’t get excited by it the first time you see it, but are interested the right amount, if you don’t get bored by it the thousandth time you see it, but are still interested the right amount, it, my friend, has CLASS.

Yes, there. I know. Genius. You can sit down now. Yes, all of you. Please stop clapping. I don’t deserve it. Okay. Seriously. (It seems like I was taking the lecture) I can extend it to anything and everything.

Let’s start with cricketers. Ladies, don’t stop reading you might like the guy I am talking about. The first time we saw Dravid back in 1996-97, we were interested. I was only 9 back then and since we had no cable TV at our place, had no idea of any series played outside India. There was this series being played in England if I remember correctly and Dravid had hit a century. I saw that match late in the night at my cousins’ place. I am still not a Dravid fan. The point being even after playing for 16 years and after numerous jokes being written about his slow strike rate (I ll share the jokes below) I still find it interesting to watch him bat. There is something about his demeanour, the calmness, the strength. His strokeplay is flawless. He has CLASS.

Now the jokes –

How to kill a Lion?

Ans. Make him bowl to Rahul Dravid. He will make 1 run in 120 balls, the Lion will die of boredom.

Next one,

Who has the strongest teeth in the Indian team?

Ans. Rahul Dravid. Kyunki wo bahut ball khata hai.

Hah ha ha. Lol. I can go on and on but it doesn’t seem right making fun of someone who I just described as having class.

Even cars have class. I have always loved Mercedes in all its models, except the estate version. I think the Germans don’t do it justice when they buy the estate version – I mean seriously, it’s like a girl has beautiful legs but chooses to wear long skirts to hide them. (Many more objectifications coming up, feminists, don’t sue me) I cant think of a car that’s more subtle still makes as powerful a statement. Almost every third car in Germany was a Mercedes. Even Taxis were Mercedes for crying out loud. That should have ruined the image in my head right? That is what we were taught in our Branding class at MDI, Gurgaon. But it didn’t. The point being, class just holds your imagination. It does something to the brain cells responsible for love and respect.

Class can be attributed to cities too. Delhi enthrals anyone who lands at the T3 at Indira Gandhi Airport. The T3 is probably prettier than Paris Airport. You then take the escalator to the Airport express. Then you take a taxi on the wide roads of Delhi continuously being amazed by the stop signs and the cycle tracks. Only to be disappointed by it’s public bus transport, lack of rules, cycle rickshaws, old Delhi, litter and lack of civic sense among people. Don’t get me wrong. I am one of those few who really likes delhi. But you will get bored of it.

Kolkata on the other hand will piss off a tourist. What is so great about this city? It’s more than crowded, also dirty because of the exact same reason. The roads are patchy, the trains crowded, don’t get me started on traffic jams, it’s humid all the time. But once you spend time in the city, the city grows on you. And you fall in love with city of joy. Very soon. That’s class.

Actresses have class. Well, some of them do. How many times, exactly how many times must you have seen that black and white Madhubala poster. Madhuri Dixit & Kajol. They has always been a favourite. Even pre-DDLJ when Kajol movies didn’t work much. Look at her now, she is still beautiful. A little plump, but beautiful. Class.

Movies have class. Just how many times have you guys seen Andaz Apna Apna and not gotten bored. Can you believe it wasn’t successful at the box office? I am sure people might had been interested, just not enough. But today, it’s a cult classic. 3 Idiots is another favourite. Amir Khan’s best performance I feel. Aise bol raha hoon jaise mere behen unhe rakhi bandhti hai.

My Dad. To be honest, I saw a bit of myself in him and I am sure he did too. Sometimes I amazed to think when my Mom first meet him. What was going on? My Dad’ wife has also Class. She is simple, her clothes, jewellery, expensive, but only to the trained eye. What exactly was happening here?

I was talking to a fan the other day who is now a friend. She asked me if I have a list of qualities I would want in a girl. I do! I think all men like me do. I am sure if my dad, and I had to make a list of qualities, we would end up with almost the same lists. The reason why I didn’t include any of my male friends is that I don’t think any of them has reached the same level of maturity as I have. Burn! No?

There was this LPU friend of mine. She was one of the very few women I have certified hot in the first 5 minutes of meeting her. She wore spects and the fact that she was blonde and light eyed and everything helped matters. But once I got to know her, she got boring. The more I got to know her, the more boring she got. I had no idea what had changed. She was complicated, troubled, shallow and demanding. She probably lacked class.

She was the complete opposite of the kinda girl I wanted. I wanted a girl who you would easily miss in a crowd, but remember forever, if you were lucky enough that she would talk to you. She would be selfless, her happiness derived from giving. She would be beautiful, the kind that it makes your day just by looking at her. She would be calm, in the stormiest of storms. She would be caring, when the world doesn’t care. She would be the kind who makes the world a better place and makes this life worth living. She would. She would have class.

And I know there are boys reading this on their computers and wondering if there are any such girls out there and I say, maybe one on each continent. That seems about fair.