About the Cover: The three gears represent Hari, Alok and Ryan, while the flower symbolizes Neha. These executive and real human elements are proven to co-exist in harmony. Also, gears need to mesh along to work, representing Hari, Alok and Ryan's friendship.
The white coloring of the cover presents simplicity, as seen in the writing design of the book. This is of friendship disperse all over reinforces the theme of the publication.
Five Point Someone is a tale around three friends in IIT who are unable to cope.
The book starts off with a disclaimer, "This isn't a book to teach you ways to get into IIT or even how to live in college. In fact, it represents how screwed up things can get if you don't think directly. "
Three hostelmates - Alok, Hari and Ryan get off to an awful begin in IIT - they screw up the first class quiz. Even though they try to make amends, things only get worse. It requires them some time to understand: If you try to screw with the IIT system, it comes back to double screw you. Before they know it, they are in the cheapest echelons of IIT culture. They have a five-point-something GPA out of ten, standing close to the end with their class. This GPA is a tattoo that will stay with them, and come in the form of anything else that counts - their friendship, their future, their love life. While the world desires IITians to overcome the world, this business are battling to survive.
Will they make it? Do underperformers have a right to reside in? Can they show they are not simply a five-point-somebody but a five-point-someone?
From Section 2
Prof. Sen allocated the answer linens in category two days and nights later.
"Five? I acquired a five out of twenty, " I said to Alok, who sat next to me in category.
"I got seven. Damn it, seven, " Alok said.
"I have three. Think about that? One, two, three, " Ryan said, counting on his fingers.
Prof. Sen published the customary overview results on the blackboard.
He maintained those written for a few minutes, before proceeding along with his lecture on cantilever beams.
"I have the lowest. Does the thing is that?" Ryan whispered to me, unmoved by cantilever beams. It had been hard to determine what he was being at this point. Despite the fact that he was seeking to stay relaxed and expressionless, I possibly could notify he was having difficulty digesting his final result. He re-read his quiz, it did not change the report.
Alok was in another type of orbit. His face appeared as if it got on ragging day. He looked at the solution sheet like he previously the coke container, an expression of anxiety blended with sadness. It really is in these occasions that Alok is most prone, you nudge him only a little bit and you understand he'd cry. But for now, the quiz results were a repulsive enough vision.
I saw my very own answer sheet. The instructor wrote my rating in big but careless words, like graffiti written with contempt. Now I am no Einstein or anything, but this never happened to me in institution. My rating today was five on twenty, or twenty-five per cent, I experienced never in my life scored significantly less than three times as much. Ouch, the first quiz in IIT harm.
But take Ryan's ratings. I considered if it had been worth it for him to even review last night. I used to be two points before him, or hang on a minute, sixty-six % ahead of him, that made me feel better. Say thanks to god for relative misery!
Alok had the best percentage amidst the three folks, but I could tell he did not find solace inside our misery. He saw his rating, and he noticed the common on the table. I saw his face, twisting every time he noticed his wrong answers.
We stored our answer-sheet, the proof of our underperformance, in our luggage and strolled back again to Kumaon. We fulfilled at dinner in the clutter. The food was insipid as regular, and Alok wrinkled his pug nasal area as he dispiritedly plopped a heavy blob of green element mess-workers called bhindi masala into his dish. He slammed two rotis on his stainless-steel dish and ignored all of those other semi-solid chemicals like dal, raita and pulao. Ryan and I needed everything; though everything tasted the same, we're able to at least have some variety of colors on our plate.
Alok finally raised this issue of the quiz at the dining room table.
"So, now you do not have anything to state?"
Ryan and I looked at each other.
"Say what?" I said.
"That how crap this is, " Alok said.
"The food?" I said, fully aware Alok meant otherwise.
"No damn it! Not the damn food, " Alok said, "The apmech quiz. " His expression changed from the most common tragic someone to a livelier upset one. I found that manifestation marginally more nice to check out and simpler to offer with.
"What about the quiz? That we are screwed. What is to discuss in that?" Ryan simplified.
"Oh really. We could screwed, no damn doubt in that, " Alok said.
I think Alok accumulates a expression and uses it too much, which ruins the effect. There were too many 'damns' in his dialogues.
"Then drop it. In any case, you got the very best amidst us. So, be happy. "
"Happy? Yes, I am happy. The average is eleven, and someone received seventeen. And here I am, at damn seven. Yes, I am happy my damn Terminator ass, " Alok scoffed.
I advised you, Alok ruins the effect. I needed to simply tell him that he should stop 'damn' right now but something told me he'd not appreciate the subtleties of cursing right now.
"What? What does you just say?" Ryan said, keeping his spoon down on the plate, "Did you say Terminator?"
"Yes. It had been a ridiculous idea. Your stupid damn idea, " Alok said.
Ryan froze. He viewed Alok as though he was speaking in overseas tongue. Then he converted toward me.
"You noticed what he said? Hari, you observed? This is unbelievable man, " Ryan considered me.
I had been told Alok, nothing being the problem with my eardrums but I wasn't watching anything aside from keeping counts of the 'damns'.
"Hari, you think I screwed up the quiz?" Ryan asked little by little.
I viewed Alok's and Ryan's faces in quick succession, mediating on something I did so not understand yet.
"Ryan, you got three. You still need me to let you know that you screwed up?" I counter-questioned.
"No. After all Alok says I screwed up the quiz for you both because I required you to the movie. You imagine so or. . . ?"
"That's not what I said. . . " Alok interrupted even while Ryan lifted his hand to indicate silence.
What is Five Point Someone about?
Five point Someone is about three guys in IIT who can't manage the machine. Their poor level point average, brands them as the underperformers of IIT culture - and lab tests everything else they hold important - friends, love, dreams and responsibilites. How important are marks or broadly speaking, how important is success in comparison to other areas of your life? Five Point Someone explores this question.
Wow, looks heavy. Is it?
Oh No! Never. The primary notion of this reserve is to captivate the audience. The genre is humour, and it attempts to bring the reader back into their college days where money was scarce, friends were plenty and even when facing profound life issues - you were having fun.
Tell us something more about the writing style found in the reserve?
The writing style is extremely informal. This may be reffered to as modern British, however the idea is to write as people speak in college age group. Hence, no flowery dialect, no difficult words you feared in a dictation, no collection rules. Yet - it works, since it is the words of real people.
How big is the book?
The final details are being worked out, but expected to be around 250 internet pages which is a medium sized novel. However, as a result of simple words, the reserve reads much faster.
So the reserve is defined in IIT?
Yes, the publication is defined in the IIT Delhi campus. Locations, places and locations are very real. And the costs for paranthas are real too - though at one point in time before.
Can we know a little more about the storyline?
Hmmm. Letting you know too much will take away something. Why don't we just say - three men Hari, Alok and Ryan are wingmates in the hostel and have the same division. The three of them become the close friends, nevertheless they have different personalities, and different expectations from the future. They have a rough start, and the downward spiral of the IIT system grips them before they know it. Does indeed that help?
Sort of. And what is the love viewpoint in the booklet?
And there is one female personality in the booklet - the beautiful Neha, little princess of Professor Cherian. Recovery, when you select up the book.