â€œ Hey, does anyone know how to tie a paraandah!â€
â€œYaar, where are my shoes?â€
â€œ Hurry up, loser! Kya pura din lu ge just to press ur clothes, there r like ten people waiting for the iron!!!â€
â€œYaar jaldi karo, everyone is waiting outside, itâ€™s too late now. Chaar ghantu se tum taiyar he hu rahi hu!â€
These are some of the very common statements, which roamed around in the corridors of the hostels on the evening of 8th November 2007, Thursday. The night when a sort of exhilaration, excitement and ecstasy arose in the hearts and minds of some selective people, the youth that would be enhancing (INSHALLAH) the textile industry of Pakistan in near future. People started to run towards the hostels just to fulfill their wish to follow the theme, some busy with their preparations for the event and some just there to overlook things (according to them). Sounds all too familiar, yeah thatâ€™s right itâ€™s C.A.R.N.I.V.A.L 2007 of TIP.
Being the first carnival for the freshies, things went a little haphazardly for us although without any doubt we enjoyed the event, thanks to Sir Ali Hafeez, all the members of TISF and everybody else who really worked hard to bring out the best on the carnival and to make it some solid fun evening for others. So thank you people very much!
The theme was awesome especially for the gals, desi punjabi made the whole event really colorful and thrilling. Even the guys looked like as if they had stepped out from some John Wayne cowboy movies, such as ‘The Dawn Rider’. Everything was great, the stalls, dedications, jail, music and da food but I think it was a little tacky, I donâ€™t mean to criticize anything but thatâ€™s the way I felt, it should hav been more spacious, but never mind we all had fun and that’s what everyone wants in the end. My friends and me literally enjoyed dressing up, and you guys wonâ€™t believe how much we spent on our accessories, and please do us a favour donâ€™t bother to ask, please!
Thank you so much everybody once again for making the carnival a memorable event, a memory that would be cherished forever despite all the mishaps!