"Telangana"

I feel ashamed, sad and a sense of frustation creeps into mi heart, whenever i see the videos splashed all over youtube thanks to mi dear friend rathod i first got a glimpse of these on "youtube" and now , i have somewat became addicted to it. now, u mite be wondering what these videos are.... these are videos depicting the armed struugle (saayudha poratam) that took place in telangana region around 1947 to fight against the atrocities committed by the razakars on the innocent people of the erstwhile hyderabad state, videos of gaddar singing soul stirring songs, the gimmicks and vote bank politics played by today's cheap politicians over the lives and sacrifices made by telangana people.
i feel pained because seeing all the facilities i have got throught mi life at school, at iit and how little have i done to mi people absolutely nothing, who inspite of being in abject poverty care a lot for their mother land should i also join the armed struggle for upliftment of the down trodden why should i ?

will this ensure proper supply in the govt ration shops, hospitals,free and quality education for all children?, will it stop corruption in the govt offices?, will it bring back all the black blue grreeen and all colors of money stacked away in the rooms of these so callled dirty politicians? i dont know the answer to this question, i am afraid to probe further to get an anwer to this question as i fear that the answer mite be in the negative, i fear that communal parties like the MIM getting a grip of my city hyderabad, till recently limited to the old city now extending its tentacles to the new city, do i hate people from andhra and rayal;seema , NO!!! idont think so, i have most of mi friends hailing from these two regions wy shud i hate them in the first place??

is it mandotary for anyone who asks for a seperate telangana to have high levels of hatred towards ppl hailing from these two regions ??

how does it serve the purpose ? how will it help us in finding an amicable solution to our problems, how can we stop these cheap politicians like lagadapati rajgopal who in mi opinion doesnt have an ounce of love for the idea of an united A.P , but only for their five mins of fame and to derive political milege to further their business interests are playing this drama in which i guess the polticians of all very well know wat roles are made for them , and we the so called educated ppl happily dscuss these topics during our lunch and tea breaks and atmost fight with our friends over it (am personally part of this tragedy)

how many of us know the real problems at the ground level affecting people around us and know the real help one can do for them in our own small way , i guess the answer would be a very miniscule percentage of ppl would be knowng the superfiscial problems , does anyone know ppl still die of hunger while we keep on wasting food, how much money is needed to educate a child for one year (quality education is the key word here)

Our motto shud be derived from the saying "Give a man a fish he will get to live for today, but teach him fishing he will live the rest of his life happily may be teach others to fish"

the late ysr as i got to know just a few days back that he had set up 3 iiits in ap now these IIITs took people from rural back ground based on their 10 th marks and took responsibility of their education for the next 5 years absolutely free of cost is it not a boon for the students out there

we want more initiatives like these and see to it that the money trickled down to the real needy ppl ... continued

mi dream...2

so u mite b wondering wat is so special about this particular dream of mine , at first glance it might seem to b the same old crap no connection with the real world but as i analyzed it the next day the result was interesting there is a reason why every character appeared in the dream it was not mere coincidence but strategically every character had a gud reason to become a part of the dream firstly i had this unknown complex fear u can say that i was not a part of this place and still living here forcibily being a pain in the ass of my juniors and this feeling was being compounded by the behavioiur of my juniors at hostel knowingly or unknowingly they were hurting me day in and day out and this was becoming suffocating and was choking me everyday and i wanted to break free and this fear is evident and peaks wen the voice shouts that i was no longer a student and to add to it the batchmate of mine was a dual degree one so he was still a student, he had every right to complain against me and the state juniors of mine laughing shows my growing aversion towards them
the coming of seniors and they casolling me as a small boy pinching mi cheeks was a result of me feeling lonely for many days now no one to tell this feeling i wanted someone elder to me to talk to me pat me on mi back and discuss everything this was the only thing i longed for
the other day i had seen many videos of chiru he being pelted by eggs, his lone battle against all odds had an effect on him the demi god whom i held in high regard had crashed to ground after the elections debacle and my mind nd heart couldnt digest the fact that though he lost the way he lost was more pinching and the fact was swine flue was in the air and it had even affected someone living in the very corridor in which i lived so it also had an effect on me so clubbing of chiranjeevi and swine flue was a gud trick to serve as a vent to mi feelings , me and maddy going to the hospital was in a way trying to find a solution to mi problems....
"the human brain surely acts funny at times , but in no way is the working illogical "

mi dream .....

everybody in this world has dreams. some while sleeping, some while not , some unknowingly and some intentionally... some become true and some dont......
but waat are these dreams are they just crap coming out of a tired mind in search of sleep, random thoughts in our mind clubbed together without any connection or wait or is there something for us to know more about dreams and the answer is yes and during the next 5 mins u will know why....
it has been two weeks since i had this dream it was a weird one to start with a mixture of crap at first glance and the more important thing about dreams is if u dont think about them immediately after u get up from sleep u tend to lose them forever and of course till they become true and relly happen in ur life u tend to forget them forever, mi dream goes like this
its mi hostel nilgiri and the weather outside is pretty murky and dull and the corriders even darker and am roaming about in the corridors c wing fist, then i hear noise and din in the ground floor and then i find out there is a long line of people waiting and at the far end our mess staff distributing some packets containing sweets i guess, so being hungry i also get into the line but suddenly i saw a batchmate of mine who was not a friend the only exception in mi batch politically against me also in the batch and some of mi state juniors as i am used to love and respect from most of mi fellow hostelmates and staff i never thought twice but the sight of that lone batchmate starring at me with crooked eyes some whaat disturbed me and with a fast beating heart i progreessed forward and suddenly wen i reached the counter the mess staff with an ever smiling face put his hand outward to give me not one but two packets but suddenly the batch mate of mine shouts "sir why r u giving him he is a passout", startled at the development i move out of the corridor to the lawn playing with a cricket ball bouncing it on to the hostels wall catching it , suudenly i see three of my super seniors ( who were final yearites when i was a fresher) coming out and i run out and hug them and one of them catches mi cheeks casolling me as if i was a small boy and as we move out the scene changes outside there is commotion ,chaos every where with cars journalists scores of people in groups some crying some giving interview some shouting and now zooooooommmmm comes in a car and out comes maddy mi .. our batche's closest senior and he with a serious face escorts us into the car and while entering the car i hear protesters!!! shouting giving interviews and in we go into the car and out we come to the entrance of AIIMS and people thrr are wearing masks and tthey also stuff us with masks cottoon to the extent of suffocating us ... i ask maddy as wat is goin on and he replys that it was same thing i had heard ... now i scratch mi head wat was that same and strange thing he retorts "chiranjeevi is down with swine flue" .... startled and shocked i freeze and then it was vidya sagra who shook me off mi sleeep.....

times have changed....

it has been 3 months, since our era ended at "Nilgiri", which had been our everything for the last few years, That "c" long and "D" long which have in them zillions and zillions of memories of mine with mi friends hiddden ..... , " the darkest of secrets" for many i guess hehhe !!!.so why am i writing this... i just saw the video "mi world" i uploaded on youtube on the eve of our house day 2009. it suddenly brought back memories of those 4 years. but as steve waugh said in his farewell speech and so did our own ganguly that it was hard to leave the team and they would miss the fun they had with their teammates all those years....
As in cricket the timing in real life for everything should be perfect if its not then we mortals will be affected by this, i have learnt few things over the weekend that without ur friends by ur side hostel doesnt remain the hostel u remember.... and when its ur times up then u should move on passing on the baton to the future generations to take ur place, i experianced it when the freshers of 2009 came literally asking me to vacate the place. it was painful but these are some truths of life which we learn in our brief stay here on planet earth

.....Rab ne bana di jodi.....

Date : 14th december 2009
time : very close to 12.00pm
location: jwala circle in iit delhi
those were the days when the world was still trying hard to figure out waat hit it , people round the globe were reeling under the effect of the devil called "recession" and we as iitians were no exceptions .... december was the time for the job season to be in full swing, but this time around the scene was totally different reputations down the drain cgpa or no cgpa, P O RS or no PORS , extra ciricullars hardly mattered nobody knew wat was going to work and wat not worked even after the 11th day of placement department toppers of atleast 5 departments of btech were no were close to getting placed ( u can imagine the plight of mtechs) and as a six pointer i was playing mi part nicely , i had seen many of mi close friends from close quarters who were department toppers and not being placed even after the 10th day of placement had literally shaken them who were hoping to get placed on the ist and at the most on the 2nd day admist of all this i was enjoying all the process nicely recession hadnt reached i guess till then .........
but on the day one of mi close friends got placed something rang in mi mind ...till that time i was happy helping him out getting printouts of his resumes not really thinking about miself i had a valid reason for that i done mi best in the ist ten days getting shortlisted in some of the companies and then writing the xams for afew of them but now the question rang waat next ...and all mi friends who were placed were planning to go home this shook me all the more ...alas!! in waat world was i living in a fantasy world of mi own but this removed all mi misconceptions " yeh life hain bete akele aye thein aur akele jayenge " but kya karein this was new to me and things around me were changing so fast i hardly had time to react every other day some frind drops in with a news that he got placed...and slowly the hostel was becoming deserted leaving a select few as thrr was a 10 days break for the inter iit that was to be held in the break on the eve of this break some bodys b day was thrr as usual all were going to meet up at jwala circle for the customary bumps and cake licking program , even though least interested in all this i went thrr in the hope of changing mi mood and heard a friend say that " yaar songs tho mast hain yaar dil ko chuleta hain ... seriously cant stop listening to that song .... hey sammy boy h"ard that new song " he asked. "nope not even caring to know which one was he refferring to ..." ...." u should hear the new song from rab ne bana di jodi ull definitly love it " he advised "oh really !! ho come u know mi taste .... dekhe the hain " so with a heavy heart i walked bac alone to mi room checked for the updates on the "T n P " (training and placement cell) there was new companies applied in some of them and the weather which can be termed as nice and sexy in happier times appeared to add to mi problems and then i switched on the lan and tried to search something and by chance i read something "Rab ne bana di jodi" started downloading it ...
as it was peak winter and one mi window panes broken there were chilly winds coming and then i played the song " tujme rab dikhtha hain yaara main kya karoon" thats it!! i lost it then and there !!!.... i was left speech less i couldnt move for godsake " kya song hain yaar " played it once more could see the intensity in the voice giving everything to her beloved nothing mattered in this world to her she saw only him , i played it again and again and left it in the repeat mode and slept off to a well deserved sleep which i was missing for the last few days ... the next morning.....
" abe ho samrat sale pagal hogaya kya ???? wats the matter with u" shouted a frind frm outside shooked up from sleep opened the door " kyaa huaa bey aaj tho chutti hain naa kyon utaya " fri: "tu theek tho hain kya hua ek hi gaana raat bar sun raha tha dimag tho theek hain"
suddenly heard " rab neeee bana deee jodi...." "ohhh forgot to switch it off kya song hain yaar must have heard it a 100 times " muttering this to miself i strutted forward to switch it off then...fri:" aur sun tune headstrong main apply kiya tha kyaa tu shortlist hogaya ... exam 19th ko hain jis din reopen hoga season tayyar rahi ho../."
................. " waaat shortlist hogaya was this the beginning of a new chapter ...."
for more read this pace ................

life is funny ..."F.R.I.E.N.D.S"

......Dont worry guys and gals this will not b boring i promise u "friends" has always been mi favourite topic to write and here @ iit delhi i had umpteen no of experiances here which if i write in detail would out sell "5 point someone" (i know that would happen some day in near future till that time bear with me) . actually i was watching di chahta hai donno but seriously after 8 years also that movie is still refreshingly new in mi mind it has everything for friends to look for in,
see whenever any father or mother becomes very close to any one the dailogue that comes to mind is " he/she is not mi parent but more like a friend to me" i guess this sentence sums it all that the closest any human can get to any other is i guess as a friend .....
i had very good experiances which actually has taught me many things even at the fag end of mi 4 years i learnt many important things which i know i ll never forget in mi entire life Friends come in all shapes and sizes, all colors of the vibgyor. The secret to be happy and make them happy is live and let live hehe ... take ur space and give them their own space of course i learnt it the hard way its not necessary and more importantly very natural that two close friends dont have the same opinion on a topic, friends are like the parallel rails " kabhie juda bhi nahin aur kabhie paas bhi nahin" i know if u ask mi friends i can be a bit of pain in the ass and kudos to all those who had the patience to bear with me all these 4 years of course some simply gave in (it had to happen...) but some still keep on the gud work of bearing with me inspite of zillions and zillions of piss offers( this is a new term which means a thing done by u which pisses the opposite person to near death situation)
the important sutra for staying happy as many of mi friends tell me but i have still not figured it out and beneficial for ones own health is "love thyself first everything else comes next " shayad such hi hoga ... i have had many fights with mi friends spent many months not talking hehe one of mi big time piss offer one of the famous fight by virtue of which am still not talking to one of mi friends hehe... now looking bac at the taht episode i can only laugh even if we both talk to each other or not nothing gonna change in this world earth will keep revolving around the sun, sunday will still be a holiday, the age limit for drinking will still be 25, profs here at iit will still jump at the option of giving fucka to students. magar jab tum ladte ho naa kissise and swear that ull never talk to him all ur life ull invariably giving him more mind space and time than before i have found it miself and it results in nothing more than frustation boiling of ur blood, mental headaches and with the ever ending list of day to day problems do we still need newer problems the funda is live ur life and let him live his life gussa thuuk do yaar its gud for health ull find out after this that episode will in due course of time fade out and will cease to trouble u , yes i know things work in a funny manner in case of our human brain on the eve of india turning 62 today i have lots more to write but i guess i need to catch some sleep ... c u all tommorow

life is funny...

After 4 years at a place where u have done everything not finding a place to sleep and browse net sounds at times awkward and at times funny and at times a touch emotional... now i guess its a mix of nostalgia coupled with funny feeling coupled together making up for a nice cocktail!!!
At first i thought that i would somehow find some reason to stay back here at iit as i felt this was the place made for me and i couldnt live without it, like a fish which cant live long outside water but this is mi first weekend after mi convocation last sunday its becoming harder and harder living here, the no of recognisible faces decreasing exponentially since convocation, the errie feeling of being a stranger in a place where i once enjoyed being as they say "yahan ke hum sikander" types (hehe...) here am sitting in the computer room of mi hostel which has been dysfunctional for the last 4 years i guess was a part of some 5 years plan , thanks to it i have a place to write mi blog, getting your job defferred can act both ways u can look at it ur own way get depressed to the maximum as if heaven has fallen on u, as if the almighty has zeroed on u for unleashing hi flurry of miseries on u as if u were some experimental rat in his lab , brood over ur bad luck like a young widow or look at it the other way the good way talk to urself that u have got time which not many of ur friends have got quality time to look at the larger perspective of life do things that u always wanted to do sit back and enjoy the well deserved break u have got after 4 years of hurry burry tension filled life, but dost kya karein its easier said than done life can get pretty tough at times and with a social system like ours where anything out of the usual is frowned upon ppl around u ask more questions than ur profs ever did at college waat ur son is not doing engineering ???? there might be some problem with him kya tu cat ke liye nahin pad raha hain kya and our iit is just a mere reflection of the society around us interested in mba or not all 4th yearites invariably have to take sunday tests spending their quality weekends at some damn coaching place , interested in consulting or not invariably mckensy will still get the maximum applicants at the tnp site, am not complaining i just wanted to tell u wat all i faced more importantly during mi last year of life here in iit .....

chalna hain kya

time 7 45 am location : room c 29

"aaannana...ahhahh" me stretching trying to get up....trying hard to find my brush ....kahan hain shit yaar ... ohh!!! there it was amidst my bundle of clothes now waat tooth paste wo tho bahut din se khatam thee " arey yaar ab paste kahan se laaon" , me bare chested with just mi boxers entered my corridor some were just about getting up who had committed this mistake of taking the slot c course in their last sem , some had already nicely had their bath and were about to go for their breakfast . "thud thud ...thud tallli khollll saaale paste dede yaar"

t:" bhag bosidike sone de ..." yaar dissappointed had to search for other avenues aaaa saw rakesh the ideal student coming out of his room nicly dressed up "yaar raaka paste hain kya ...oyee sunn" r: "yaar mera term paper submission hain jaldi jaana hain" "cut liya saala" dejected at not finding any paste i went straightaway to the bathroom "koi tho hoga jiske paas tooth paste hoga ." aan there saw a matka (mtech) brushing away to glory "arey b... chod kab se brush kar raha hain daant gir jayenge saaleke " muttered to miself but left with no option putting my best face asked him" sir thoda paste leloon" without even waiting for his approval i took his paste . that matka gave me a dirty look as if i was some roadside begger and had somehow barged into his car window .... this way started mi day but why did i get up at this unearthly hour (for me atleast) after all i didnt had any class in the morning heheh the reason...purely non academic there was an inspection in our hostel and i had to be there being the house secretary (now dont ask me wy all mi blogs contain the fact that am the house secy...)

"sssamrattttttttttttt"

"arey evaro kothodochadraa class ki daa chudam " spoke ashwin enthusiastically "hmmm evarrra, eddi aina pada raa assembly ki time aitundi tarvatha chudam " saying this we both ran away to attend the assembly while coming as the so called bullies till that time inspite of not being thattt talll i had this habit of standing among the last 3-4 students" but no wat who the hell is this is he the new guy, wy on earth is he so tall hey wait wait... i have seen this guy before ..." this was the first meeting with ranga to tell u this blog is not about ranga , i wanted to share some memorable incidents that happened in mi school life but donno whether ill complete this or not because am feeling damn sleepy now.... no probs to start with being the so called bully i always tried to assert miself on especially new comers not offfend them really but just to show off that i was there before them, i had seen ranga in that summer as we were in the same cricket coaching camp but to tell u something i was with the juniors and he was with the seniors and am not to be blamed for this main tab ek nanha saa chota sa choclate boy tha aur ranga saala he already had a beard his harmones are to blamed in this case, in the first week itself we gelled very well and to top it all he stayed near mi house and this was the start of an everlasting journey with him i literally spent childhood with him played cricket, fought together, did many interesting things together.... hmmm this was i guess the ist month i still remeber we had thsi wierd animal called "dlamas" if am correct and here he shows me its pictures in his computer ohhh coollll man i was impressed , we both with one of our classmated abhilash to our ist movie together "jeans" and in the theatre tarakarama( now films of adifferent kind r being filmed there) abhilash had volunteered to take the tickets and the price of the tickets was around 25 and 3*25 gave 75, but abhilash happily had gave the guy at the counter 100 rupees and happily came back (of course his maths was abit weak in those days) and we couldnt stop ourselves laughing at the poor chap , in another incident it was 9th and there was this sudden holiday announced after we had gone to the school wat more can one ask for the whole bunch of us 10-15 guys went near our adda (rangas house) and played cricket and had a blast that day and i was like this proud scientist who has just invented something and was showing it off to his visitors which is going to get him a nobel!!!(because i was the one closest to rangas house and literally played with him every day and i thought that i owned that place and had the copyrights reserved for me as if telling others "see i told u before ...") hannnn remeber those hide n seek nites cant forget them we used to have a blast playing after sunset it was real funn
it was 8th class social studies final exam and 8th is mi worst year academically , so having not learnt anything the paper appeared to be in greek and latin and ranga always before me in exams i too had never tried to copy before but this was the need of the hour i signalled him tio gpass me his additional he after sometime threw it down, i took it with racing heart beats and succesfully completed the mission and after that i felt as if on the top of the world (u should have seen the face of ranga when his paper was with me poor chap phatrahithi saale ki!!!)
we go back to 7th now we had this girls leader called n deepthi i always felt that she was born to be ateacher heheh !! always reading notes, writing names, distributing papers etc that was a free period and i had gone to the ist bench just to have some fun and was humming the jungle book tittle song very innocently but if u know this song in one of the lines it reads .... chaddi pehnke phool khilla hain phool khilla hain" suddenly deepthi hears this chaddi and thinks that somehow i was trying to tease her and i was here innocently humming the song not knowing wat awas in store for me and after soemtime our then class teacher comes in deepthi" maam this samrat was teasing us girls maam by calling soem chaddi "(wy??? do girls relate them with chaddis and wy dont we wear chaddis and to top it all not one girl but i was teasing the whole bunch of girls wat an allegation it would put our politicians to shame) and then maam red with anger " phhhaaaaat!!! phaaaat!!! aaaannnnn maaam wat did i do aaannnnna..... maaammm plzzz"
" i thought u were a gud student will u again tease them"
"no maaammm aaaannn no mammm (dont even knew who i was teasing "......

we will continue tommorow for more watch this space....

quizz!!!

time:11:55
tring tring ...hmmmm i was fast asleep in mi room suddenly the phone rang after a few calls finally attended to it" ahhh.... hmmm aaannn kaun?"
epk:"oye saale uttjaa sml ka quiz hainn jaldi aaja"
me:" aan oh shit arey yaar aata hoon rakh... oye rukh kjjaaa room kahan hain..."
shit he had already put the phone down , shit ab kaise cell main balance bhi nahin hain, got out of mi room" vikranthhhhhhh yaar phone dena ,balance hain kya plzzz yarr shaam ko charge karva duunga, plzz yaar plzz dena"
v:"haan charge karayega.. kitne baar karaya tune ab tak sale, the thing is ... mere cell main bhi balance nahin hain"
it was peak class hours all the rrooms locked, wore some t shirt brushed mi teeth, rushed down stairs (kitna bhi late ho main teeth brush karna chodtha nahin hoon very old habit)
"sirr wo warden sir bula rahe the aapko" suddenly the hostel attendant tried to stop me, pshcyed up already me:"yaaarrrrr phir mera quiz warden likhenge kya?? chod yaar main pehle hi ghuse main hoon muje jaana hain " saying this i ran out of the hostel "rickshawwwwwww ohh shit bhulhi gaya the damn construction in the middle of the campus had stopped all the rickshaws, shit yaar bhagwan ye kyaa problems hain sab ek baar ghusna thaa kya "
just then a matka flew by in his bike then.." sirrr aap insti jaar rahe ho kyaa lifttt sirr quiz hain"
after geting on to the bike we reached insti in a jiffy , but now the problem was of finding out the room , near the main lift i saw a girl whom iknew was also doing sml (now dont ask me how i remember her, yaar class main aur kaun yaad rehtha hain)
after thinking for sum secs " excuse me can u tell me where the sml quiz is going on "
gil:"which sml quiz" me:"i guess ur also doing sml ....(do u think i would hav remembered the course code) ....aa an that maams claas i remember seeing u"
gil" nope i have dropped that course"
me:" ohhh i also wanted to drop the course by the way whhich course do u hav now "
...... suddenly arun dropped in " ohh lawde chal quizz hain yahan kyaa kar raha hain"
"shit mi luck saala abhi aana tha" me::" haan yaar wohi room puch raha tha tuje pata hain kya"
arun:" haan ms 702lift ko roookk" by the time i had gone to stop it it had gone away
arun:"waste fellow lift ko bhi rok nahin saktha ab paidal chalte hain chal"
so we had to walk all the way to the 6th floor and over the years this is the worst punishment anybody can get early morning bina breakfast bhagte bhagte aaun aur yahan 6 floors chadon aur baad main aatendance bhi nahin mile, iit over the years seems to find out innovative methods to fuck its own students

so... after lots huffing and puffing we reached the room and now the time was 12:20 , we enterd as if we were the chief guests and the classroom burst into laughter , now i had told u that i had brushed mi teeth but was i missing sumtinh?? yes folks mi hair it had been 2 months since mi last hair cut and i had straight come out of mi bed. now the maam gave us a few dirty looks and then turned to the class " see children these were the problems i had told u in the last class inspite of having good land, capital and other resources if we have inefficient labor like these fellows we will definatly have problems getting profits
me:" kyaaaaa waat main aur labor teriii ab labor bhi bangaya main ye tho limit hain yaar"
the T A gave us the question paper as if a beggar who has been hungry for some days was given a bread slice with mercy wriitten all over his face . now the problem on hand was i had the faintest idea of wat the quiz was all about and when arun was also sittig in the same bench suddenly " noooo u both cant sit in the same bench go arun to the last bench"
me:" behen.. c ab fist bench main main tho marjaungaa, kya yaar par ye kya isme th graph nahin hain aur usme tho hain" observing this i asked maam me:" maam are there two sets of question paper matlab i dont have agraph " maam:" why do u need that mind ur own business and start ur quiz its already 1230"
arey yaar to top it all different sets ab main kya hilaaungaa , now i started to search for avenues to complete the paper multiple choice thaa so that was a gud thing kuch tho thukka maar sakte ho after many afforts peeping here and thrr and some with mi own brain completed the paper now arun had also finished the paper then i turned back and asked him " graphh hain kya "
arun:" nahinnn(in a whisper)" then with signals tried to get some answers and in this process one of the T As caught me," ye kya ho raha hain kya signal bhej rahe ho" me:" kuch nahin sir wo mere fingers sprain hogaye tho aise hi strech kar raha tha" so giveng an angry young man look he moved away and there were now 5-6 students left and it was last 5 mins and as i was preparing to get up from outside the rroom arun signaled something as if suggesting that there was something in mi front bench, when i saw it " wow it was a small chit with all the options in it" after nicely bending and getting the chit i tried to match the chit with mi answers most of them didnot match so now i was in a dilema wat to do i recalled the face of the guy from whom i copied
thinking he was not a maggu type very shabily dressed hmmm.. was not intelligent concluding this i recheckedall the answers frm that chit and gave it to the T A proudly as if i had just invented something strolled out of the room
outside
me:" haan aur batao kaise hua maine tho phod diya aur arun thanks yaar for the help aur aaj raat chal rahe naa
frind 2:" yaar samrat ek min wo 5th waala ans kya likh
me:" dekle is chit saare ans hain ja chill maar"
fri2:" magar yaaar ye tho galat likha tune ye option tho definatly wrong hain"
me:" kyaaa, nahin yaar aise kaise ho sakta hain"
and after checking most of mi ans appeared wrong then i saw that guy who was sitting beside me me:" yaar arub wo bande ko jaanta hain kya"
arun:" haan mere hostel kaa hi hain stud hain yaar iim se 6 ke 6 calls aaye hain dep topper bhi hain"
me:" kyaaa oye ye nahin ho sakta , phir jo chit tune banaya tha kissi copy maara tha wo pata hain kya tuje "
suddenly a frind of mine came in frind 3" oye sammy sutta hain kya "
arun:" haan yaad aya yahi hain wo chisse copy kiya tha"


frind 3 was the most lethargic, laziest soul i had know was on the verge of termination and had already extended his degree. had the knack of doing a single course more than one time

note:" the quiz marks after a week read samrat 3/20, arun 2/20 (the person who sit beside me 17/20) frind 3 :1/20..........................................

do u have an answer??

..........." ur tooo sensitive to be an iitian, ur a complete misfit in iit ,u emotioonal fool" these words still ring in mi mind and always troubled me when alone all by miself , i am a month away from getting out of this place I I T DELHI and still am searching for answers for the millions of questions that crop up in mi mind when ever i hear these words ring in mi mind wat wrong did i do? matlab kya chutiyapa hogaya tha mere se ki every body out here keeps getting repelled away from me and that too during mi last days of mi "best days in life" one thing i have to tell ppl who will read this blog " iitians are egoistic ppl no matter where they are so handle them with care"
i have come across umpteen no of characters here in iit, iit has taught me everything and changed me completly, am a completly transformed person from samrat who entered mi hostel on an august afternoon of 2005 to the sammy boy who will be leaving this place in 1 months time, is it a crime to expect pure unadulterated friendship, friendship in the real sense and not an agreement between two business men the answer mite be yes atleast here in iitd and i have learnt it the hard way and that too now wen its of no use to me ...heheh
folks see am no saint to tell u wat to do and wat not to do here this is just a sincere effort to get wat all i have experienced here in iit out of mi system because even if one of u read this and k now before hand waat to expect i guess ull enjoy staying here,
1) choose ur frinds with care ( ull learn in ur future that life is all about choices)
2) there are different grades of frindship ( some are professional some are profit oriented some are just for that poltu season and many more......)
3) dont expect anything from anyone, if u do ull be disappointed!!!
4) but be greedy , bossy, dominative, assertive then only ull get ur work done and ppl here will see u as a normal human
5) dont ever trust on anybody, none is trust worthy (be as cockier as possible ppl will respect u for this)_
6) dont ever get frustated dejected that no one is by ur side and that ur all alone( ek point andar ghusale u came alone ull go out alone here in iit)
7)stay away from maggus matlab exams ke time kaam nikalllo par uske baad tho dont even venture close to them (they will suck ur everything attitude will be a very smaal word)
8) daaru sutta peena hain tho khushi main piyo ghum main mat peena (kyon ki iit main pehle se hi itne ghum hain wy do u want to waste ur precious time wen ur high)
9) degree nikaallo aur bhaag jao yaar as soon as possible its not even worth 1 sec of ur time
10) am feeling nostalgic but this the very trap am telling u abot beware of it

see folks read this and i know most of will dismiss this as a piece of trash i care damn for it eeven if one person gets something out of this ill b the happiest person !!!!


for part 2 watch this space......byee am off to sleeppp yawnnn!!!

mi world....

!!! 6 runs needed of the last two balls for india to win the world cup they have one wicket in hand and the last pair of rana pratap and samrat on field, rana on strike the score is 272/9 in 49.4 overs the pair have added 125 runs of the last 15 overs they had come at the fall of the 9th wicket at 147, the atmosphere here at the eden gardens electric as usual these two carry the hopes of millions of indians wat better stage can they get? the " world cup final" against arch rivals pakistan, shoib akhtar charging in fuller length ball rana strikes it to deep mid on a single .... now 5 needed of the last ball samrat batting on 59 has the hopes of a nation on his shoulders , shoib charging in its again a fuller lenght ball trying to york samrat but samrat smashes it, its in the airrrrrrr fielder coming under itttt will he catch it........ thudd thud !! " abey ho utjaaa prof dekh raha hain" me:" aaan ohh hmm mmm sir wo wo... i mean.." Prof:" get out both of u, out of mi class immediately"

suman:" thuu nee yabba eppudu aa nidra enti bey chekke"
s:" nenem cheyali nidra emaina cheppi vastada enti, ayana nenu lepamannana ninnu wy did u wake me up"
su:" siggundali nee vallane ippudu baita unnam chii naatho matladaku po waste fellow"
s:" vaddu raa plzzz raa matladu raa nuvvu matladaka pothe maaku messlo annam pettar kada engay ... evaru matladtaru neetho"

this a usual affair for the last 4 yrs we both suman and i fighting for atleast 24 times a day but still the thickest of frinds and i spent half of mi life on this planet earth daydreaming, deeply engrossed in a fantasy world of mi own....
it was time to have lunch and hostel looked very far away in the afternoon suddenly mi phone rang tring tring it read " rana calling" helllo aa chepraa ,R:" arey akali lunch ekad am in wind t"
s:" nuvve cheppu pizza square i guess, call suman i have no balance left with me"
vidya sagar:" adentraa ipude kada kukkalla kotladaru malli sumanni pilava mantav"
... ehehe forgot to introduce the one and only vidya sagar the ultimate stress buster of our gang never a serious moment with him around a close frind shared everythin with him sumtimes more than wat i share with the above two

s:" arey vaadu oka ss hole aithe manam kuda kavalani rule ledraa anduke pilavamanna"
v:" oddura babu naa chinni brainni mee complex frindshipni ardam chesukone shakti ledu nannu kshaminchu pada s d a"

saying this we moved frm 2nd block towards the main gate mean while rana & suman had also joined

that mysterious gil......

"Mentallla!!! adem baauntadraaa magodi laaga untadi kada" this was the first reaction i gave when one mi "tall" friend told me that he had a crush on her, but wat can i do, that was mi frank initial reaction, but teh thing was i had never seen this gil closely just like "pata hain ki wo hain magar kabhi itna dekha nahin close quarters se" par nahin pata uss din se kuch ajeeb sa feeling dil main, wy does he like her?? wy couldnt i see her like he did, but the fact of the matter was i had not tried to look at her till then, every day i used to see her on mi way to a class at 10 wen she was on her way out of a class but never had this special feeling for her
but that day it was different...... i was standing outside mi block chatting away to glory with friends "yaar behen chod kal midterm ppt hain aur abtak kuch nahin kiya yaar, phat rahi hain yaar" me:" phattu saale kyon phat rahi hain jaise kuch kaam karta hain tu, fraudy tho marega kaisa bhi aur tera guide bhi tho chill hain fight kya hain"
............suddenly full filmy style back ground music .... from a shahrukh khan movie the 11 clock sun playing hide n seek with the clouds in delhis fast dying winter cool breeze blowing acrosss....... she comes walking from the other side with her(donno whether he is her boy frind or not) and here i have this sudden ringing of bells in mi heart
note: the music is still playing ......

i cant move mi eyes from her waat is this!! wat has happened to me ?wy does she look so special today? wy do i just want to see her, wy do i wnt her to be mi side kya yahi pyaar hain naaaaaaa itne aasanise thodi hota hain i cant help following her wherever she goes i dont even mind if she doesnt care about me but wy this sudden madness !!!! donnnooo " oye lawde class ka time hogaya chal, kisko dekhraha hain " me:" hann... ahann aise hi yaar kisko dekhunga? chal" but i still trying to catch a last glimpse of her amidst the passing crowd "ohh, dont go plzzz no no shit shes gone suddenly i gate crash stumble into the class".... prof:" cum in cum in ...aaj class main kaise aana hua minor tho abhi kaafi dhoor hain, proxy tho aap lagwa hi rahe ho aisa kartha hoon tum sab ko main attendance 100% dedeta hoon wat say " me:" that will be very kind of u sir " prof:" ssshuttt up!!! aake fist bench main baito 4th year main aap sudroge nhin"
me:" jaaoo sir aapko kya pata wat am undergoing rite now ,thinking abot her"
"Dekhke nahin jaa sakte aankhen tho sahhi hain? yaa ilaaj karvana padega" shouted an aunty.
me:" aan.. sorry maam sorry (thinking) shit!!! yaar wo kidar gayi ye aunty ko bhi abhi aana tha "
i kept thinking abot her while in class, having bath eating, drinking naaaaaaa (drinking main tho kuch yaad hi nahin rehta hehe) "waaaat sammy boy u cant be this weaaaak after all ek ladki yaar cmon just move on man tere liye tho ladkiyon ki line lag jaaegi hehe " i told this to mi self then got busy with the grill of the acds minors hmm sach main bhul hi gaya tha yaar " hahaaa she was just was a passing cloud i guess" but.........

on the day of mid term ppt ie :today
" yaar mera naam bulaya kya sirne " i asked mi frind .. nahin yaar abhi nahin shayad next hain"
"yaar main bathroom jaake aata hoon muje bulaliyo" saying this i went to the bathrrooom taking along mi notes to have a look at it " grit chamber used to remove tthe sandd particles and for cleaninggg.and......and ........fuck cant believe this she was rite thrr in front of mi eyes i was freezed, couldnt remove mi eyes frm her but couldnt stay thrr only as many students were thrr and acting as if i had a call i loitered thrr along the corridor catching her glimpse now and then
" saamrat samrat samrat..samraaattt ohh "b c" mera naam shit " frind:" saale kahan margaya tha jaa bhula rahe hain" me:" haan haan jaa raha hoon"

in the presentation
me:" sir our aim is actually to provide a program for the end users.."
prof:" end user kaun hain"
me:" sir wo end user ... end user hum hi hain sir matlab user hi hain sir s ir woo..."
prof:" aap theek tho ho do want to drink some water"
me:" annaan... no sir am ok "
so after umpteen no of stumblings & fumblings i some how finished it and then as i got out
frinds:" kya hua kya kya poocha? kuch zyada mara tho nahin ?mood kaisa hain ....oye bolna.. bolna"
me:" kya bolooon doston muje kya hua " straight went searching for but couldnt find i have never talked to her, she doesnt even know that i exist i guess in this iit i dont even have hopes to talk to her as i know after sometime mi laziness will get the better of me and ill stop searching for her but i just want to sit thrr and just see her .....that mysterious gil najane kya jaadddooo chala diyaa!!!!