Tuccha = the polar opposite of a faccha.
The second year at IIMA is (also) a hell of a ride. For every movie missed out on in the first year, two are watched as compensation. For every sleepless night spent on an OM or Marketing assignment as a faccha, two nights are spent in a mad moronic fetish of movie-feasting. As if to say 'Yeah. NOW it's our time." Suddenly, the world comes into perspective. New friendships are made(some old ones fall by the material sidewalk) and one seems to have all the time in the world; and yet it flies, faster than ever.

Here's a brief look at my tuccha experience.