3 idiots stupid Lines :)

Inside the room...

Teacher: Define a machine.
Rancho: A machine is anything that reduces human effort.
Teacher: Will you please elaborate??
Rancho: Sir, anything that simplifies work, or saves time, is a machine...Its a warm day, press a button, get a blast of air, the fan...a machine! speak to a friend a miles away. The telephone...a machine! compute millions in seconds, the calculator..a machine! we're surrounded by machines! from a pen's nib to a pant's zip-all machines! up and down in a second. up, down, up, down!
Saying this while moving the zipper of his pants up, down, up down in front of class!

 Because of Rancho's attitude, his teacher commanded him to go out of the class.

Teacher: So, we were discussing about the machine… (Rancho went back to the class)

               why’re you back?

Rancho: I forgot something…

Teacher: What?

Rancho: Instruments that record, analyse, summarize, organize debate and explain information; that    illustrated, non-illustrated, hard-bound, paperback, jacketed, non-jacketed, with foreword,  introduction, table-of-contents, index that are intended for the enlightenment, understanding enrichment, enhancement and education of the human brain through the sensory route of vision, sometimes touch..

Teacher: What do you mean?

Rancho: Books, sir! I forgot my books. May I?

Teacher:  Couldn’t you ask simply?

Rancho:  I tried earlier, Sir. It simply didn’t work.

Mr. Viru: Here is a self-proclaimed teacher who thinks he is better than our highly qualified teacher. Professor Ranchoddas Chanchad will teach us engineering.

(silence)

Mr. Viru: We do not have all day!

Rancho get a book then write something on the board : Farhanitrate Prerajulisation

Rancho: You have 30 seconds to define these terms. You may refer to your books. Raise your hand if you get the answer. Let’s see who comes first, who comes last. You time starts now…

Every one in the class searched the term, even the professor. But none of them got the correct answer.

Rancho: Time up!

The professor kept on searching…

Rancho:  Time up, sir! No one got the answer? Now, rewind your life in a minute. When I asked this question, were you excited? Curious? Thrilled that you’d learn something new? Anyone? Sir? No. You all got into frantic race. What’s the use of such methods, even if you come first? Will your knowledge increase? No, just the pressure. This is a college, not a PRESSURE COOKER! Even a circus lion learns to sit on a chair in fear of the whip.  But you call such lion “well-trained”, not “well-educated”.

Mr. virus: Hello! This is not a philosophy class! Just explain those two words!

Rancho: Sir, those words don’t exist. These are my friends’ name FARHAN and RAJU! FARHANitrate preRAJUlisation.

Everybody laughed.

Rancho saw the new expensive watch wearing by Pia. That watch was a present for her by Suhas, a very rich man.

Rancho: Oh! New watch? One moment…

               You always need a demo. (Rancho get the watch of Pia and hid it)

                Hey Suhas! (fiancée of Pia)

Suhas: (To Pia) Where were you? I’ve been looking for you…

Rancho: She’s looking for her watch.

Suhas: (To Pia) What?? You lost the watch??

Rancho: Never mind, get another.

Suhas: It cost $400,000!

Rancho: Oh! Mine’s 250, but keeps the same time.

Suhas: Shut up! How could you be so careless Pia? This callous attitude is disgusting. It’s disrespectful! That was a limited edition watch! You just lost?? Now, wear your ancient piece of junk at dinner. What’re you staring at? Here come the tears! Real mature, Pia! I can’t handle this! Stop crying and look for it!!

Pia: (Gave back the watch to Suhas while crying) Find another wrist for the watch…ASS!!!

There were mostly lot of exams…but Dad? It’s just one.

Exam

Mr. Viru: Hey! Time up!

Rancho: Please five minutes Sir. We started half an hour late. It was an emergency.

(He glared at us like we’d asked for both kidneys. But we continued writing. He continued to arrange the answer sheets.)

Rancho: Done, Sir!

Mr. Viru: You’re late. I can’t accept these.

Farhan: Sir, please, sir!

Rancho: Sir, do you know who we are?

Mr. Viru: Prime Minister’s son? Even then.. I will not accept your paper.

Rancho: Do you know our names and roll numbers?

Mr. Viru: No. Who are you?

Rancho: (Get the papers of Farhan and Raju, then scrambled the arranged papers including their papers then run!) He doesn’t know! Run!

Mr. Viru: Hey! What is your roll number! Where the hell are their papers?

We learned a lesson in Human Behavior: You friend fails, you fell BAD, your friend tops, you feel worse.