X-D ......part2 :)

"Arey abhilash chusi bey aaa statue padthadi door sarigga eyyi, " i cautioned ..lash, to this , abhi "edraa idaa naa mo**a $%*&*^** naa M*&^%4 thuuu" arey devudu bey...i asked him, dengay raa na m***a....then we walked a few steps...then "Laggi" varun was coming up the stairs ....."arey laggi endi bey (jolly) paisalu epudisthav raa" asked ...lash, to this varun shivering "ichestannna repu"......a scene from a telugu movie a local don demanding money flashed in front of mi eyes....abhilash was like the unchallenged authority when it came to ......u know what all " too much raa abhilash entha daring raa andarki uccha"...................................this was in 2001

come to 2003 kaaram chedu when everyone of us was ruunning and jumping up and down

sampath:"abhilash raa eldaam neelllaloki"

...lash:" ehhehee vodannaaa sallaga untayyii neelliu"

S:"ayya malli ikadem chestav batalenduku ippinav mallla ey raaa too much chestav siggenduku evarunaru iida.." ....Lash:" yeee vodannna nenu idne baagunna" draping his checked towel around him and acting as if drying the already dry towel

The Curse +

"Do tropicana apple aur ek jimjam..347" ...taking the stuff i returned back for mi hostel pondering over what to study for the quiz scheduled that day it was 3 in the nite and not much time seperated me from the quiz. As i was walking silently ...thiinking about many issues ....with winter setting in and i in shorts was surprised to find the sudden chill in the air.
On the way suddenly "ohh shit !! phew missed by a whisker "....i narrowly missed trampling a big mouse and what i see next 1 2 3 ....10...20 mouses coming out and crossing the road ....very unusual sight!!, i thought ...a few 100 metres away ....long lines of Ants crossing they could have been thousands of them....."WTF is going on....rats and noww ants coming out .....and now the chill even grew stronger........wat cud it be.....mi brain starting processing ......WHAT !!! was it true...i searched mi phone and tried calling but no signal....shit ...ran and somehow got hold of the phne at the reception, dialled one number ......"Helllo Samrat here .....IS IT TRUE......"
"Yes it is ...." came the reply ...with this i hung up the phone...Shit how could it happen...
I returned back to the room looked into the papers for any abnormal activity in Delhi, Hyd, surat, Banglore ....nothing....Phew!! relieved i was but ...feelings of fear, anxiety, tension got over me....waited for 7 in the morning quickly ran to reception to look at the papers....scanned the whole paper but couldnt find anything eye catching ......was mi fears uncalled for....was i being foolish,
i then went and got to mi usual business attended mi classes and then in the afternoon at lunch when one of mi friends who was from gujarat suddenly exclaimed " fire accident in surat's reliance factory....3 employees miraculously saved....wow reliance can dodge nature also...heheh!!". A chill ran down mi spine!!! i quickly called up mi friend in hyd asking him abot any news " arey nothing happened, teh usual things but haan wait there was filmi style accident but no one got hurt thats the interesting thing i had just seen it while coming....." the friend replied
"from where ....the place..." i frantically asked..."arey near the hyderabad house ...near jubliee hills" he replied...."JUBLIEE HILLS!!!! ......" i shouted " what happened sab kuch theek hain"
"yaya aise hiii ok chal meet u later" i hung up the phne....The NEWS was true...i thought to miself

kara---Moss!!!

No better word to describe mi first semester...i just was watching vennela and the song "preyasi kaadu..." brought back memories of mi ist sem life was so exciting, so adventorous new friends...new seniors the starting phase of those never ending friendships..."""lost lost lost ....lost mi mobile" this was the mobile i had misplaced in csl 101 class of SAK*. its hard to believe but i and 5-6 friends went about the campus on cycles to paste the notices in every hostel, those were relly relly exciting days going to A.P bawan as a grp of 14 ....cricket, mafia(then the exciting new game ...on campus now i guess has become almost dead) . explaining to rana and epk the hindi dialogues in mangal pandey, nobody slept in their rooms at the time of rendezvous and for the matter any small event in the campus not even vidya sagar....
who can forget sagar new to his exploits bac then it appeared relly funny right back then wow was he funny...Epk with his moustache, i and rana using visu our seniors room at will ....if we relly had done so many assignments as we told visu we wud hav atleast scored a 8 each and me geting caught not once bt twice for copying assignments in csl 101 with 99,9 similarity and naveen came close 2nd with 99.8% donno wo 0.1 kahan gaya and mi hostel didnt even knew that i existed and to top it mi mtech roomie at A10, i had almost made karakoram mi new hostel and i know most of the batch at kara , rana pratap ordered everything Mc D burgers, Pizzas mezban ...and wat not ...wud luv to go bac to mi first year with seniors all round saving ur ass all along frm other hostels... with no troublesome juniors, no politics free air to breathe ....those were teh dayss...

winners do things differently and we do different things........ continued

Prof: cmonnn speak up wy do u always go to SDA to eat....suddenly....someone frm the back side shouteddd....."M.J"......prof turning back ...waat M J.....wat is this MJ..
S: sir that isss ...aaan..MJ sir michael jackson am a Big fan of Michael jackson ...that is wat they r saying....to this the whole class bursted into laughesss....the prof puzzled.....and smiles some wat reluctantly....ohhh u dance also...........only at partieesss "wanted to reply but i conmtrolled"...
Pr: so i cant give u any marks for this.....u have already screwed up ur PPT now did u atleast submitted the assignment ...
S: Yes sirrr...very promptly came the reply
Pr: waat was ur topic for the assignment.....atleast tell us sumthing abot it
S: yes sirrr ...it wassss....it was there sir the topic wasss...aaaannnnn....i had submitted sir
Pr: yes samrat u hav already told us that u hav submitted but wat was the topicc....
S:....that was something ......CHem......Aaaannnn ....CHEMICaallall....chemical ....the whole claass Laughing their ass out
the prof was getting pissed offf now...
CHEMICAL REACTION ENGINEERING USED IN PETROLEUM INDUSTRY...came the replyyy
thank gooddd !!! phew i thought.....who is that the prof asked.....that was mi grp mate ...sid....sidhharth
Pr: so ur his grp mate....hmmmm how do you choose ur grp mates....atleast ppl likeeee....looked at me as if pointing towards mee (#@#!@$!@$ i mutterd to miself)....anywayss,,,thanks samrat for the entertainment u provided in the class will be waiting anxiously waiting to see u again...i went and sat at mi seat
S: saale harami topic galat kyon batayaa aan..aaaaan bol $W$%$@#$..... punched ...
M: arey sorry yaar maine galat padathaaa ....magar tune hi tho bolathaa ki teraa grp mate wo 2nd yr walaa hain...
S: haaan theeek hain...theek hain kisi aur course main thaa wo...
with this the classs concluded after some presentations....as we were coming out of III LT
4 ....one of mi frinds
F1: oye sammy boy chal SDA ...chaltheinn hain
S: naaa baabaa naaa abhi tho usne itnaa sunayaaa ...main nahin aarahaa....
F1, F2, F3 (aaalll collectivelly): kyaaa chodd diya kab tak
S: i smilling...6 baje shaaam ko chalte hain meri actuaalllly meeting hain abhhi ...heheheheh
F1F2 F3: saale draaamebaaz...chal chal milthe hain..................Continueddd

winners do things differently and we do different things........

it just struck to me that there were many hilarious moments during the stay at iit ...i thought how about sharing them...

1) time was 7:00am class starts at 8 am, i have jus reached hostel after a niteout at satpura the usual maddu fare with lots of fun....jus then one of mi chemcal batch mates "the maggu types"

M: kya baat hain itni jaldi uthgaye...aaaj tho earthquake ayegaa

Sam: haan ...saale tujhe kya lag raha hain..soyahi nahin tho utunga kaise...tooth.paste hain kyaa??? aaj kaunsa class hain...i asked himm taking the paste on mi brush

M: aaj tho chl 331 hain mera presentation bhi hainn...pata nahin yaar kaise hogaa ......

S: hehhe padle salee...tum padthe nahin ho(sarcastically...)

M: tera kaunsa topic hain.....aaj tho grp 1 2 3 ka hain ....tera kaunsa grp hain

S: meraaaa.....hmmmm 1 hain....nahin nahin....yaar wo jwala main 2nd yrite kaa naam kyaa g=hain....usi ke grp hain mera bhi ....kaunsa hain kuch pata hain

M: uskaaa tho 2 hain...

S: nahin nahin salle /...

M: abey pakka mujhe yaad

S:aisa hain kyaa B....H....D mera bhi ppt hain kyaa

M: haan banaliya kyaa..ppt tutho bolne main mahir hain...tu tho nikaal lega

S: kya ghanta nikaaalungaa mera topic hi nahin pataa

.....Rannn into mi room with brush in mi mouth.....Tried hard to open the mail....shit ye proxy behen chod....cudnt...ran to that M's room

S:yaaar dekhnaa mera topic kyaa hain.....

M with apuzzled face full of the best of abuses that too in chaste hindi ( M is frm the hindi heartland)

M: tera alternate sources of energy hain....kuch kiya abt tak...he asked asif he knew the answer

S:.......silence......then running to mi room...

now the time 720....and not a fucking idea as to how to get started and got out of mi room and saw M was already on his way to the class

S: abey rukkkk.... topic tho batade koi.....hearing me he started walking faster.... and went away shoutingggg "bio gass karliyooo.... and disaapeared frm the scene

me here ...[puzzled .....bio gas pe kya karungaa.....idea struck

kuch potos daaldungaa...intro dedunga kitnaa energy crisis chal rahi hain.....aur world ko kaisa karnaa hainn...blah blah with these thoughts i grew in confidence...patting miself "gud work sammy bouy i knew tu nikaaal legaa"....so with the renewed confidence i com pleted the ppt and then ......................then waat "Pen drive".......

ran again into the corridor time now was 745....

S:abey vikranth pen drive hain tho dede yaar...

V: nahin hain...kisi ne legaya....ruk ruk tu hi tho last week liyaa thaaa....kahan hain mera pendrive.....ye bhi kho diya kyaa

Wtf......S: tera pendrive .....maine kabliyaa......aaake baat karta hoon

ran into the fuchas wing saale fuchein...hote hi c....ye....

just then ......one PHD student.....was going nicely dressed spooted the pendrive in his hands

S:sir i wanted a pendrive actually emergency hain diro ke saath meeting hain aur main aur warden sir jaan we dont hav time so plzzzz agar aap dey sakte ho thooo

PHD: ohhhh is it okok take take it...4

Relieved at getting a pendrive i got the ppt in and ran to the class and sat beside the M...

M:kiyaaa kyaaa

S: aisaaa kiya hi ki hosh udd jayenge tere...

M: haan yaar stud hain tu

after 2-3 ppts.....the profesor """"Samrat"""" has he come today turning back side

i giving him a smile started for the board...."take care of ur attendance the rules of the UG section hav become stricter dont come and cry afterwards...."

S:"yes sirrr "... inserted mi pendrive and it displayed the contents and i started checking for mi ppt AND then CAME the SHOCK " XXXXX..........avi"( the color of the film is self explainator y i guess...:)}was being displayed that too thumbnailss.....i franticallly searched to shut it down ...damn this mouse so switched off the monitor

PROF: all the while who was looking down the shheeet "What happend to the monitor

I...."Sirirrrr Power offf" hearing this the whole class looked at the lights and the fannn.... i somehow gathered mi wits and had in mind to scroll down as quickly as possible....so as i switched the monitor on with mi left hand i scrolled down quickly and then slowly got mi pppt

PROF: so samrat what do u have to say about "HAZAN & HAZOP STUDIES ON ACCIDENTS IN CHEMICAL INDUSTRIES"
I....puzzled to death.....spoke "Sir actually ur mistaken mi topic is "ALTERNATE SOURCES OF ENERGY"...........
Prof: this is wat happens if u come to class once in a blue moon mi list says that Alternate Energies is alloted to siddharth jain...right siddharth...
sid nodding in approval....and i looked angrily at M as if saying " sale harami tu class se bahar tho nikal teri thoooo..."
getting the chance he wanted he started
"wat do u do u pppl not cuming to classs every time i c u near the SDA market why do u go theree comon speak up..."
S:"sirrr for eating and airtel recharge sir..."
Prof:"dont u nhave a mess and donyt u get airtel here in campus and daily u want recharge....do u have any idea how many claases u have attended....asking his matka associate for the required info
Matka: sir out of the 26 classes he has attended 1....hmmmm...2........3..........3 sirrr no sir 4 including this classs....4 out of 26 dont u feel ashamed.....and what sort of dress is tis....
continuedd.......

Chance Pe Dance:)

The only thing i regret not doing at IIT Delhi is " Dancing on Stage" this will always remain a dream to me. i can still remember back in my ist semester, where i had gone for the trials to dance for the fuchha dance. but couldnt go the next day as i had tried eating more than what i could chew ( singing, debating cricket, painting...many more). i will always regret not going there the next day , i guess things would have been very different if i had taken that small step i am more than sure of that fact ..the result after 2 days i see a more than a mediocre performance by my hostel mates i kicked miself " behenchod i could have done better than most of them" but as they say oppurtunity knocks only once , but in mi case it had knocked more than once nothing stopped me from participating, my hostel was not known for its dancing prowess, so it meant easy entry as they say there is a very fine line between success and failuire i guess i had lost the chance to cross it and after some time to mi shock there was no longer any line to cross seeing my close friends EPK and Rana dancing was a different experiance epk more to say his hostel which was a new one gave a mindblowing performance i can still remember the songs "aashiq banaya " and bluffmaster's "ek main aur ek tu hain" ...satpura had announced their arrival. i can proudly say that i never missed any dance event during mi four years at iit that jam packed sem hall with electrifying energy in the air .....mi god wat a sight it used to be i can pay to attend the event any given time.....epk was my window to the world of dance we discussed many things about dance i guess i wud be the only non pro dancer who wud hav discuused so much about dance

...come 2nd year came a junior ...i guess i have to thank god for my videographic memory i can still remember that sight, as usual trials were going on and the expressions on his face made me think "kya itna expressions... sahi naachta hain kyaa" then came to know that wow apne hostel main bhi dancers ......sahiii... ek nahin do do, i used to religiously follow the dance events tried again mi hand in the 2nd year the same old thing cudnt back up the next day i always wanted somebody to give me a pep talk just one little one ....i wanted one senior very badly who i wanted to go and tell him without inhibitions that "sirr mujhe dance karnaaa hain kaisa bhi karke mujhe karvavo....but alas that secret remained a secret ....sharing secrets with friends talking to them about ur weaknessess is a different thing from talking to a close senior ...may be thats the reason i always wanted to take good care of mi juniors i missed that feeling i didnt wanted them to miss that.......2 years passed away and mi answer always for the best dancer in the whole institute were these two mi nfriend and mi junior heheh of course mi judgement masked by the friendship in my last year came this pocket dynamite ....mi god was he madd about dance ...mind blowing performances and enjoyed them thoroughly and still those dance performances act as stress busters, i can pay to see him perform perfect live wire on stage !!! i keep going back to them, i dont know how attached they really are to their performances but those songs and dances have almost became a part of the mi stay at iit and the mere mention gives me goose bumps , i dont know even today whether it was their dances or the nostalgia but the songs they danced became even more exciting after watching them dance to it ...some of the most memorable wud be......."come to cmee frm BLUFF MASTER" "NAA JAANE umeedhein kuch baaki hain" "urvasi urvasi " " orey piya thi was by kumoan " "oy pappi " ... cant remember right now....dont worry i will never repeat mi mistakes thats wy i dance at any small given chance now

P.S by the way i have joined dance classes here starting from tomorow 30th oct 2010 ....sammy boy will arrive

General Reservations!!

"kya karein sir, 4000 main kahan se guzara hoga usliye ye bhi wahin jaa rahe thein tho maine socha inko bhi lechalein phirr tho apki marzi hain" said the driver who had already got some other persom into the cab, least bothered about wat was happening i spoke " bhayya jaldi chalo meri train miss hojayegi nahin tho, "...." arey saar aise kaise miss hojayegi pintu yadav jab aapke sath hain ....intercity hain kyaa "...." haan ticket nahin hain koi jugaad hain kyaa apka wahan" i asked him. " hain tho sahi sir magar season hi aisa hain maine nagpur ke liye 3 mahinonse kar ke baitha hoon abhi tak WL kya batraoonn ... aapko blah ...blah...blah" he went on and on and on...o mi god mi only priority was to atleast get a Genral ticket.....getting into the platformm mi god looking at the long queue raju srivatsav's words ringed in mi ears " itne log kahan se aate hain aur aate hain tho jaate kahan ko hain aur phirse kyon aate hain" heheh, i laughed to miself ,of course the laugh was full of nerves wriiten all over it. Mi animal instincts took over and i waded into the crowd putting my hand into the crowd and some how managed to get a genral ticket " Genral ko sleeper main convert kara lena TT ko bolke" i remembered mi friend's advice, so started scanning the whole platform for the TT, finally found one " Sir wo emergency thaa sir usliye genral ticket liya hain, seat mil sakti hain kyaa", " dekho bhai agar convert karna hain tho bata ,magar seat tho sarein barein pade hain koi asharam bapu kaa seminar hain delhi main" the TT replied, aaaan ye tho TT ka roj ka natak hain i thought to miself " ok sir kardo".....taking the ticket i enterd the train finding an empty upper berth i laid down...after sometime the TT came "Ujjain tak aaraam karlo uske baad tho train ki maa behen hojayegi " he said , i slept for 2 hours and then got down to get something to eat and stood at the door enjoying the cool wind blowing just then one chai wallah bumped in, seeing him i asked " bhayya ye ujjain kitni door hain"
" agla station wohi hain sirjee, 5 min main ajayegaa" . hmmmm dekhte hain kitne log chadthee hain, after 10 mins came ujjain with it brought thousands and thousands of people who were jumping into the train as if the world was coming to an end, dont worry mil jayegi seat i consoled miself and then got down to the platform to eat something after returning back ......shocked i was to see that leave alone a seat i wondered whether i wud place to stand...there were people almost 3 times the capacity of the train, somehow managed to get a place near the Bathroom.... Wow wat a sight with 3 people breating down mi neck and 4 people nibbling at my feet the train started for delhi....

last rites of mi friend

"Abey tere paas paise hain, main aaneke baad lauta dunga" i asked, "haan hain tho sahi, magar dekh bahut risky hain bata raha hoon aur leave kaise sanction karayega, (***) tera jaan lelegaa "
asked abhi. " Sister's wedding boldungaa" ......."kya saale sister ki wedding itna emergency main fix hua kyaa ....filmi style main,... saaf mana karegaa wo" replied abhi . "...hmmmm tho Friend ki accident kaise rahega wo bhi bachne kaa koi chance nahin hain batadoon ...." " haaan ye sahi hogaa...magar jaldi jaa tere paas time nahin hain". hearing this i ran to the academic block memorizing mi lines for the act i was about to enact, " We treat u people as adults and you behave as if u still are in kindergarden... and now u come and apologize" ...these were coming out from the office " shit sala mood bhi sahi nahin hain ...and the conversation went on for 15 mins with the officer doling out global gyaan to the student mercilessly , time was running out and i had to act fast , collecting my courage i muttered " Excuse me Sir ..wo ek emergency hain"...."Kyaaaa Hain!!! rukh nahin sakte" ...."Sir wo leave ke liye apply karna thaaa "......"tumhein ye bhi nahin pata timings hain 4-5 jaoo tab aaon" ....."Sir wo delhi jaana thaa aur train 4 baje se hain, friend ka accident hoagaya hain aur bahut serious hain ...shayad hi bachpayega so last time dekhne jaa raha hoon...." ....."OHHH!!! okok dont worry sab kuch theek hojayegaa tension matlo" " kya behen chod thoda zyada hogaya kya acting....me and mi overacting koi nahin leave miljayen vohi bahut hain".....So after completing mission "Leave sanction" i returned to mi room stuffed some t shirts collected the money and " Hello bhayya Star Cabs ek cab chahiye thha railway station ke liye" called for the CAB to take me to the next level
RAILWAY STATION !!!

It smells like......

"Tu pagal tho nahin hua, kaise jayega Delhi kal tho quiz hosaktha hain aur how will you manage to go, its already 2 and the train is.... kab hain train?" asked Abhishek. "hmmm... 4 ko hain...abey Chart tho prepare bhi hogaya hoga kaise ....latakke jayega !! kyaa...chod chod ye tho tera Roz ka natak hogaya, Delhi jaana hain....Delhi jaana hain. But was in a mood to listen.naaaaahhhh ab tho Delhi jaana hi hain, magar kaise jeb main tho paise bhi nahin hain, train ke ticket bhi nahin hain, aur (***) se leave sanction karvana aur wo bhi lunch hour main ...impossible ..but wait how could i miss Rendezvous 2010 ... Spectrum...podium main naach gaana....gals of all sizes and shapes....the sweet smell of winter....OAT main 10000 log

Could i miss the golden jubliee year of mi alma matter ......................IIT DELHI

Delhi 2415

"Tu ghoomne jaa raha hain kya Delhi abhii kaun rahega wahan ??" asked mi friend, this question forced me to think "why was i going to delhi when almost all my batchmates and immediate juniors had left the college, what was there in IIT that attracted me always pulling me to it's side, this was an intriguing Question indeed!!!"
Thinking about this question somehow managed to reach the station on time and boarded the inter-city from indore to Delhi with only one passenger in his late 30s digging into some magazine, suited me best i wanted my private space now. Excitement, fear, Nostalgia mixed bag of feelings was what i was going through and it sounded exciting and the cool malwa breeze added to my excitement and i with my headphones on and the latest India Today by mi side started pondering over the million question. was it 1985 batch video the other night that inspired me to embark on this journey or were there other things, i wanted a break from the grind of the life i was going through and where can i get the most relaxing break IIT ...Delhi here i come!!!!
Freedom to do anything i wanted be it acads be it following mi interest in various cultural activities, be it doing anything under the sun, organizing events, attending events which were not allowed for ur institute. life was like a rainbow colored with not 7 but 700 different colors showing color by color everyday as if someone had written a well thought script for ur stay there. u only know the value of something once u lose it and i learnt it the hard way and i guess this is the only way available to us. where on earth can u get to interact with people as diverse it can get, characters here come in all sizes and shapes and colors also (including some of teh so called exchange students) how can i forget SDA's Priced assets, Sassi's chai, Fx's chicken combo, hostel's mess, last surviving memeber of the nescafe family near the library where the taste of the elachi depended on the mood of the person there, Wind-T ...hmmmm i can smell the sweet air i can go on like this for eternity suddenly someone shook me "bhayya ticket "
what ohh the T.C i searched mi pockets ....mi wallet....mi bag ....did i have the ticket or not ....W.T.F.................................

kya sochh hain!!!

its just that mi juniors, more friends than juniors will be having their convocation in a few hours time , so somehow got a feeling to write something about mi best days @ heaven on earth i.e IIT DELHI , trust me i wud try mi level best to not make it boring .... i have many random situations in mi mind that had occured in the 4...sory 5 years at iit delhi , this wud have different combinations of people now if we cud read their thoughts how they wud havethought at that moment of course am no mind readers but ill try to use mi creative juices(result of vidyasagar punyamana) to make them hilarious
scene 11: this was i guess the first week of our first year , i and coffe pawan who was frm jwala went to rathod's room for the first time to meet him as we had heard that there was another fresher who was supposed to b telugu, i was in high moods( this high is not to b equated with the liquor high) to meet a new telugu batch mate as we enter he asks us to sit and then reacts as if to say "if ur a telugu so waat , see ur dresss ur slippers, ur face how on earth cud u imagine that i wud leave alone become a friend talk to u in the first place, hmm one is as black as maurice odumbe and one ... itnaa patla mi god he wud easily pass thru a straw , veedu veedi faceu hmm naa karma nenemo chennai kakunda delhi lo manchi posh vollu dorukutharante ikada kuda maddusaa tooomuch veelani elaina baitaku pamiyali lekapothe mana glamour quotient takkuvaipoddi" then he speaks "so ekadnunchi raa meeru actually naku assignment undi seniors champutiunaru, asalu telugollu leka monati nunchi satamatam autunnanu epati nuncho vetukutunnanu telugollakosam thank god meeru dorikaru( anni pachhi abaddalu)" ee maatalaku memu iddaram padipoyyi nenu :"no problem raa epudaina sare call me , manam kaludam ok mari assignment chesuko"
rat: "ok raa "nee mokam neeku call cheyadam entraa naalla bangarmgaa"

scene 218:
this was our first the supposedly ragging by our own telugu seniors we were all standing in a circle and then enter all the seniors Asif in his old and torn lower and some dirty t shirt, subbu, vissu with a mole on the cheek maddy with his tummy and after trying to hard to rag us they start singing different songs and then it was not clear as to who was ragging whom...the thoughts goes
Rana:"wat the frock enti id nakemo ikada akali tho chastunte veelemo naa bonda enti ee patalu, thuuu biryani tini enalaindo, asalu ee weekend hyd ellipovali , ee pichi@#$$patalaku veellu inka back ground music em batch mates dorikar raa babu andaru zzoo nunchi batayaku vachinatuu unaru, ee sagar okade koncham manishi laga anipistunadu"

EPK:" asalu ikada ammayilu ekada unaro entoo!! asalu nannu enda mandi notice chesaro, nenu ee cheap fellows tho enti chii asalu gils hostelloki ella ellali next week freshers nite ki asalu dance chesi adarkotali arey yaar figureeuuuuuu am stuck here shitt( our batchmate jesica just passing by vindy,s nescafe)

"areyy agochugaaa ... arey ...shit yaar thu naa batuku (jus then rathod excusing himself as if trying to start a conversation) R:"hi ekada nunchi am rathod (see in those days seeing the style of epk rathod who usually kept himself aloof frm the usual maddu junta got instantly attracted to the attitude of our own epk)
Epks answere : ya ...long pause (thinking hmmm ikada nenu ammayilu kavalraa morro ante ee moran evaru ipude digina country brute laaga unadu ayana parvaledu le ikada chala mandi kante)am pawan u can call me EPK (its on record that he had asked us to call him epk first)

"X" ......D

I wanted to write this for a very long time the top moments of mi school life....





1) The topmost would be winning the interclass crci tourney and the best match was the one vs "E" which was spread over 2 days , had gr8 time discussing strategies , praneeths catch , i still cant understand how on earth did he took that catch !!!





2) The first bench masti and jokes with arvind reddy and the last bench hell of a comedy with pranneeth rangzzz abhilash





3) how can v forget the lunch bell, the way we fought for the lunch the famous ones being rohit babu's pappu, H B , baddus idlis, varun's pav bhajji and the way in which abhilash opened his lunch after evreyone had dropped gaurd




4)the day when we were shifted from "C" to "D" the chosen "Few" all hell broke loose i had promised to miself that day that come wat may ill change the section bac to c but as u can see i have not changed mi sec and in this way mi world totally changed




5)this was class 8 i rohit babu and cant remember the 3rd one were bench mates and seeing the puppy like rohit the animal instincts in me took over and i started bullying(but to this date i deny this thing) one fine morning the famous chari comes in with a register and everyone anticipating a holiday declaration but after the holiday came the real announcement that i was being called downstairs, i happily went down expecting some frinds may be mi relatives , yes relatives had cum but not mine but rohith's then wattt...anuradha maam caught mi ear and kept on swirling didnt even know wy she was doing it and afterwards knew that rohith had complained abot the so called torture on him daily by his bench leader samrat....(which was the biggest lie ..)



6)chandralekha maaam: wow did we have a gr8 time under her be it the extravagent doling out of marks for our class. the "beating below the belt" thing ( was the victim many times) one such incident was when in a social studies i had scored 86 so not satisfied with this score and wat i see the .....2 of the 4 one marks answers have been striked out...can i squeeze in one or two i thought so i started for the first bench and gave her the paper and told her that it was a correct answer and she had overlooked it ( she was famous for adjusting her specs and giving away marks without even looking at it properly especially for some of her favourite students)....the result ashe did adjust her specs but....striked out both the answers with an angry look as if saying "i do check answerss" i had to return disssappointed

7) i always thought if salim pheku was modelled on one of our classmated a two letterd friend who claimed that he had played for india for some shitty "Indoor Cricket" god only knows where on earth do tehy play this atleast not in indore...and the whole cricketing equipment for a rubber ball match i can still remember the first bet match we played was way back in 6th for "5" rupees and the biggest one i thought was "i play cricket well"
8)The slam book thing.....junta being called up to explain was hilarious ashwin trying to explain desibaba, someone explaining their gilfriends names, one even was explaining wy he wrote masturbation....
9)Every 2nd person claimed to hav a gil friend in "F" Section....that is how i guess india remains intact and united
10) Telugu teacher suguna branding ashwin as baddu wow it has been 12 years and baddu still carries on and we relly dont know wat baddu means even today i always wonder whether ashwin's son wud b called laddu hehhe
11) Abhilash wat can i tell abot the legend who was responsible for the transformation of the entire class making us ready for the big bad world ....but was abhilaash himself ready for the so called "BAD" things in lifee.... heeehehhe remember kaaramchedu that nitee...
12) Arvind and sampath calling each other anna that too out of immense respect for each other which pissed many and me most of all wat is this anna thing ...
13)Bashing up of neeerzzz near the bathroom for his 2 seconds (False) claim to fame. if u knew that he was going to harass us this much with his english i would have killed him then only
14) The unknown dark lord ....Avinash A.k.A bobby wala avin this asshole was made for our class but unfortunately was in E . and boy was he hilarious and i was to be the at the receiving end of most of his jokes

there are many more ...wait and watch for more

Sagar, 3 Idiots and his M.T.P

"yaar this brand is too strong, u shudnt have brought this brand i had given u one work and u screwed it up that also, shame on u sagar" samrat angrily spoke to sagar. "but what were the options left, u call me at 945 , 15 mins shy of closing and expect kingfisher!! u know these days in summer the stock gets over very quickly, be happy that u have atleast got something to drink" sagar retorted back


this was the fag end of the semester and sagar and sammy boy as ppl call him being in their last semesters respectively had planned to become high as it was the starting of the weekend except these two every other soul in iit were busy preparing for their end sems .


"so wassup with u these days ur friend batti met yesterday and asked me abot ur whereabots, where were u till yday locked up in ur own cosy little dirty little room away from the rest of the mankind, this thing of urs pisses me off like anything wy cant u change , batti was asking that ur project guide had called he told me that it has been 2 months last u met him. suddenly "hey sammyboy wassup did u get ur book i had kept it in ur room" it was rajeev their junior, but had fundas to tell to everyone even his seniors in iit ,where the heirarchy of seniors is considered sacrosanct , wikipedia and youtube being his only reliable sources of knowledge

"hey rajeev sale itni raat yahan kya kar raha hain, exjaams nahin hain kya pad sale " smirked sagar

"hey waat sagar jus came for a coffee break will go in 10 mins aur batao tum kya kar rahe ho tum log aur insti main, dont tell me ki padne aayae ho"

"abey nahin aise hi.....oh shittt!!!....@#$% ye kaise aagaya , wat the hell is he doing here at this hour" said sagar with shock written all over his face

"arey kya hua kaun hain bhoot woot hain kyaa" sam enquired in a sarcastic tone

"lets get out of this place immediatly sam nahin thoo.... ek min rukh wo work shop main kyon jaaraha hain aur at this odd hour"

"abey wo mech mai hi tho hain udhar hi tho jayega "

"wo kab se mech main hone laga jab wo mere dept ka hain tho ....ab tume ye tho nahin lag raha ki main mech se hoon" sagar asked

"phir kaunse dept se ho ...tum mech se nahin ho kyaa" sam answered

"hmmmm... kya dost hain mera dept bhi bhulgaye anyways chalo lets move our asses out"

"abey ruk jaa dekh tho le tera guide kyaa kar raha hain " sam quiped

"abey kuch bhi karein muje kya agar muje dekh liya naa fukka pakka hain ek mahina hogaya usse milke project ka tho naam bhi bhul gaya hoon " sagar said in a frantic tone

"abey tuje fukka bachana hain kyaa nahin nahin sahi grade laaana hain kyaa" sam replied with a radiance eminatting from his face

"abey challl masti ke liye ye time nahin hain"

"arey nahin such wat do u think ur prof is doing is inside batao ..bataooo " sam asked

"muje kya pata "

sam:"work shop mian baitthi hain mona maam bhul gaya wo ist year ki ed classes wo maam ka jhukke ke figure main mistakes batanaa aur rrrrrrrrr kya din thein yaar"

sagar:"hmmmm haaan tho agar mona wahan hain tho"

sam:"tho kyaa ... abey #$@% ozomeeen ka ad dekha hain honey bee aur flower kaa "

sagar:"achha samjaa akada ohhoon ikada uuuuuuuuhoon aithe idedo uhuun uhuun hain"

sam:"ok tere paas cam hain phone main"

sag:"tuje kya lag rah hain"

sam:"main bhi pagal hoon ki tujse pooch raha hoon ....hmmmm idea rajeev ko call kar uske paas tho hain.....karna kya hua"

sagar:"wo aisa hain.... balance bhi....mera matlab .."

sam:"samaj gaya tho kisi aur se karte"

NOOTE : now u mite be thinking wat hapened to sam's phone if u knew sam earlier u wouldnt have asked this question, his phone is genrally out of service or a dead battery or nil balance so it was in vain to even mention his phone here.
so after frantically searching for a phone with some balance in that process they in fact found rajeev avvaru
sam:"thank god abey give ur phone, ihave to make an urgent phone call"

note { from here on sam will be s , sagar will be v stands for vidya sagar, rajeev stands for r}

r:"arey nahin dey sakta am expectng a call from someone "

s:"koi nahin ill speak with him on ur behalf"

r:"nooo samrat she is...."

V:"ohhhh sheaaaa i thought it was he , dont worry ill speak on ur behalf now...."

S:"jokes apart i need ur phone chup chaap jaa ke padle nahin tho tere ghar jayega call"

R:"this is not fair samrat ....." after grumbling for sometime he gave in

now this is like a good boy jaa padle taking the new phone sagar and sam turned on their Mission "MONA"

"abey dekhke shoor mat kar dheere se if those guys hear someone cuming v wud miss everything , the foreplay and the real thing also"

S:"shhhhhh!!! ws123 yahin hain naa chal dekhtee hain hiihihehihe am getting goose bumps yaar"

V:"where on ur bumps ??"

shut up u and ur cheap comedy

as thhey were about to see, just wen they peeped from the windoww" ohhhhh shit ye kyaaa hainnn..." said samrat with a startled face.....

"

C.R.A.P!!

i dont even know wat to write ...i am sure of one fact that i am in one of mi "idiot sammy phases"

as in mi dear friends rana's words, mi god ufff kitne logon ko milan hoon yaar ab tak mere life main, if i look back at theses 22 yrs ,i have met ppl of different shapes and sizes, colors, religion etc leaving aside these visible differences which the society have created there are some beautiful, subtle differences inherent in any human being which make them unique and beautiful and i cant comment about other living beiings as i havnt come into close contact with them till now, bikes, watches , cars dont excite me.... and neither do "GALS" which excite, attract and wat not i guess anybody of mi age.. stop now dont try raking up ur brains thinking about my sexual orientation, and for the records neither do guys excite me

Gods creation " HUMAn beings " excite me how do they behave, wy do they behave, how will they behave to a particular situation see how beautiful the world is around us wy do we get attracted to raju srivatsav and his comedy??? , his beautiful display iof the human feelings emotions mite be the reason

i have been fortunate enough to see a very large spectrum of people very different from one, and another like as they say chalk and cheese i have always been fascinated by human emotions wy do we get angry at some people more than the others, some one's mere appearence can bring a smile on ur face and be a pissoofffer to some other set of people, some people lift ur spirits and some just piss u off and the rules of the game are how to gel with everyone around and live a happy life in this process are u losing out on something i guess yes!! but are u winning something and the answer is again yes so as we learn through our journey of life that life is all about tradeoffs and again being happy after all these trade offs shud b our biggg motto. And being happy is not all about laughing and partying a girl friend and her B F waiting anxiously expecting the other to msg first and the emotion that gets unleashed in this process, two old friends patchig up after a big fight(hehhe), the guy u see everyday on the jam packed bus couldnt talk to him but the smile u give hin amd the smile he gives u back, the happiness one derives after giving a seat to an elderly person in a jam packed bus, when u tell 3 strangers coming ur way on a single bike that there are police ahead and save them from being fined

we atleast in india are taught right from our childhood that one shud have a goal in life , but isay its ok to have a goal but in the process of reaching that goal ur actually losing out small small moments of happiness in mi opinion life is a journey which is to be enjoyed to the maximum extent possible and in reality there is no destination( am not getting philosophical am also of the view that goals like gud job wife are all part and parcel of life but these are too small things if u compare them with the journey itself .... believe me

i dont even know whether anyone reads this or not i dont even know whether i have wriitten well enough to tell u all wat eactly i meant but watch mi blog for more on this till then signing off sammy boy....

A page in mi diary.....

"Tommorow is the "D" day lots of expectations, lots of prayers, will i b able to stand up to all those hopes...hmmmm suddenly "knock!! knock!!! sir...may i come in"......"yaah.. cum in"

"sirrr ur orange juice u ordered for and sir someone is downstairs by the name mr Arora, he wants to meet u ....shall i..." " hmmm ... actually i have a terrible headache, i cant meet anyone today and dont allow anyone to come in , i dont want anyone to disturb me..."

"right away sir" sayin this the waiter went away....it was rude, but i couldnt help it, over the years i had learnt to balance mi public life with mi private life but this situation was of immense importance and i didnt wanted to screw it this time, ouuuch!! mi back damn this thing ....aaan ohh god !!! wheres mi belt..arey yaar kahan gaya ..hmmmm kahan rakha thaa did i forget it in rahul's room or the doc's room , (buttons being pressed ting..ting) .

tring ....tring(phone ringing) "hello ...doc

"yaaa ... doc actually was searching for mi belt did i leave it there by any chance?"

Doc:" wats the matter main aaon kya kuch zyada hi serious hain kya..."

"arey nono nothing much dont take the trouble am fine chalo gud nite"

calling the doc would have invited attention and it meant trouble and i didnt wanted it ." arey yaar shud i call the waiter to look for it in rahul's room naaa ... these hotel authorities will create a mountain out of nothing , let me go and see it miself" and as i went to his room there was an uneasy calm in the air seriousness filled the room , "oh mi god the last thing i wanted now tennsionn ", i felt like running and quickly came out of the room without asking anyone for anything, "cant i get a gud night's sleep , then i plugged in mi earphones and started listening to old hindi songs ..."kabhie...kabhie mere dil main khayaal aata hain ...." wow wat a voice , then i started strolling in the 21st floor of The oberoi

"Great responsibilities come with Great power " heheh i laughed to miself great power brings lonliness also i said to miself , kal ke liye kya hoga strategy videos dekhoon kya ?? pata nahin kya hogaa mi BACKACHE was getting worse, i wanted some help but was it correct to disturb the doc at this odd hour but it will invite attention and with it lots of trouble which i didnt wanted so i put off that plans , as an when i was getting restless i saw an old maintainence fellow taking out some used bedsheets from mi adjacent room i somehow felt he could help him so i prepared t ask him "chacha koi dawai ki dukhaan hogi yahan" then he replied "itne raat main... waise tho apne hotel main tho haspataal hainna aap 1098 pe call karlo aapko madad mil jayegaa" " haan chacha magar..........hmmm koi nahin .... " then i started to walk slowly away

chahcha: "waise aapka taqleef kya hain"

X: "peeth dard hain baita bhi nahin jaa raha.."

"achha tho mere paas ek tail hain bada asardaar hain agar chahiye tho main appko malsih bhi karsakta hoon hamara baap dada nawab ke paaas malsih karte thein"

X:" aapka bahut bahut shukriyada rahunga ..."

then the old chacha came to mi room with his oil and did a massage which soothed every muscle on mi back it felt like heaven!!!

i prayed to mi parents and lord ganesh saw mi belongings checking whether everything was in place and plugged in mi earphones and dozed offf.......

the next days news at 9 pm read.......

"INDIA WINS A THRILLER TO BECOME WORLD CHAMPIONS IN CRICKET THANKS TO SACHIN'S 167"

sachin had scored 167 in a fighting partnership for the 8th wicket with pragyan ojha after india was struggling at 134/7 ultimatly reaching the total of the last balll and sachin realising his dream of winning the world cup

and the old chacha didnt even knew that his miraculous oil had done the trick and had strengtened the back on which i billion hopes rested on.......

some of mi cherished moments !!!@ IIT DELHI

1. Winning house secy post that moment was and will b very close to me, mi corridor mates slogging out for me everyone.....cant forget it till i die

2. The scene was playin field just adjacent to basky court v maddu janta were playin footy as u know i and vamshidar were always fighting (me and mi reasons to fite ...hehhe) so suddenly an argument started over a disputed goal and it was getting on to mi nerves and i shouted taht i wouldn’t play on if it goes on like this and then vamshi speaks out that it wouldn’t matter to us much if u play or not, so i started to walk suddenly ranaboi comes in and shouts “if samrat doesn’t play ill also not play and started to walk out with me ” with due respect to everyone i don’t even remember whether i was rite or not but rana’s actions seriously touched me that day dost ho tho aisa

3. Mi ragging day when mi maddu seniors asif, visu, subbu boi near the vindy Nescafe ragged us all and v all got to know each other , wen i refused to propose to mahidhar and when i and rana were busy fooling naveen who thought that carpets and extra messing existed only in kumoan

4. one nite i, rana, konda, epk, sagar, rathod were having a party on the terrace of vindy with full resources , candles and after sometime a fight began which turned ugly i was shocked becuase it had turned physical i was beaten up but after the storm i had a talk with them very emotional one almost all were in tears that brought me more closer to mi friends .. i had to pay a price for it !!

5. The summer sem of 2009 behenchod kya sem thaaa enjoyed it to the maximum with muhar--lee nd avvaru boi boy we had fun that sem we did everything cricket at midnite, water parks, niteouts with daaru, reading room readings, phl 110 class hk mallik seriously miss that sem

6. mazaak tho apne gali ka razaak karttha , kya re bhengain, waah narudu, magadini anubhavinche vaadu = maganubhavudu the list is endless who can forget rathod ...

7. All the gds and duo dance of nilgiri in which abhilash boi danced sach main i can pay to see him in that jampacked sem hall and more importantly the last gd in which venkys song was played i always thought abhilash and epk were the best dancers i have seen how course mi judgement masked by the friendship i have with them and then appeared rajeev avvaru ...inka andaru...

8. "Moss" when mi name made headlines in csl 101 with 99.9% similarity wen i was caught copying not once but twice in S A K 's class i thought fukka was certain but i got fukka not one but two , but somehow pased csl 101 the next moment i ran to the temple in bersarai...

9. when i rana and one northie had to make a ppt in hul 237 contempaorary fiction the class was full of edlc studs frm everybatch and we thought that we were in for a gang bang but to our surprise we made an awesome ppt to which everyone thumped the benches we couldnt believe wat we did
10. Not many know abot this but i have to write this ranabois lecture on”self respect “ one nite while we were sleeping in his room that relly opend mi eyes for the future

11. Manali trip wow!!! Wat a trip i relly doubt whether i will go to a trip like that again.... mussorie comes close second, pata nahin manali always has that special feeling may be with that trip we had become men frm boyzzz

12. Banthis treat first time when mi journey with vodka started, me shouting rana kavali rana kavali was the effect of excessive vodka, boy!!! it strengthens friendship dont beleive me... try it

13. When me nd ranaboi were not in the best of terms (u mite be tired by now of mi fites) thats wen i wrote “xyz” in mi blog in mi last year and asked him to read it then this conversation took place
Sam; arey plzz raa naa blog chaduvu raa
Rana :dengayraa plzz nee suthi evadu chaduvuthadu
Sam : arey plzzzzzz blah............blah
Blah,,,,.........121#%$#@@........ arey u thrr
Rana: one sec
Sam :emaindraa waste fellow
Rana : i cant stop reading it dude
After 3 mins ...
Rana : Baaundiraa......seriously chala baaundi
And i .....“ee janmaku ee feling chalu” this was the same blog even the superdisnterested suman got engrossed reading it ...how do i know....heheh .i had peeped when he was reading getting a compliment frm rana boi is tough because only genuine ones get compliments and getting it frm suman is like next to impossible so that blog was special

14. I , sagar, suman , harsha had gone to S N market for shopping we wanted to buy headgear that was being sold thrr for 30 bucks the time was around 7 pm then sagar steps in” arey intha expensiveaa!!! nenu meeku 20 rs lo ippistha” we walked then walked we kept on walking round and round S N the time now was 930 pm and we hadn’t still brought the head gear we come bac to the same fella and took them for 30 bucks during our rounds the scene was we used to stop at every seller and everyone trys it with an expression “baaundaa” as if we were trying a suit for our marriages..

15. I and suman studying for minors and majors in our second year(only this year) last men standing during exams with songs i can even remember till date like aura “ammaku chala” frm aapadhbaandhavudu, sau dard from jaaneman, climax song frm stalin, and moree

16. Rajeev avvaru i cant stop talking abot this pocket dynamite the ist day i met him i don’t even remember his father but i and abhilash met them near nilgiris mess and then, in the evening i met him in his room he suddenly gets up with his characteristic smile “siiir meera...., frm that day itself i knew he was something special..

17.The last day of the summer sem whrr we got the papers of phl 110 hammaya at last paaseed phl 110 chalo degree tho milgaya

18. Two skits one in mi ist telugu freshers in 2005 and one in the last freshers 2009,when we used to cook in satpura sagars room antha pelli sandade more than the final product we enjoyed the process itself very much
19.ragging abhilash's batch when we were in our second yr ananth's smile chakri and zandu balm, vineeth + his songs, nagraj and his cbit dada giri
20. last but not the least abhilash boi many mite wonder including abhilash but i have spent most of mi hostel life with him shared mi fears, mi moments of happiness, mi failuires if it was not for him and the 4 idiots now in their 2nd year mi life at hostel would have become boring

the list is endless they are not in any order i have written this with mi left hand with some support frm mi rite hand so bear with me....ill get back to u again