Friends, exam is over and now I am being nostalgic. As every time after the exam, I used to promise not to study whole syllabus in one night, rather decided to make proper notes and study through out semester. But promise is promise, if you don’t break it, it will become swear. So I kept promise as promise and did not study properly. I did that bullshit once more. As always I studied whole night and gave exam with half opened eyes. Hmm Let me tell you one interesting thing, I used to emphasize keep my self energized. For this consumption of coffee, sometimes tea, yummy Maggie and cigarette if any one came wondering into my room holding cigarette in fingers. It’s ridiculous to eat Maggie with feeling of fire under bottom. Coffee usually used to give refreshment but I had to battle for power nap. My room was perfect for study because of moderate temperature. But along with this, it was also cooking room as well as entertainment place. Yes an entertainment hub, every one was welcomed to disturb us for their mood refreshment.
On the eve of first paper I tried to concentrate on the topics as well as on my activity. But continuous bang on door did not let me concentrate at any thing. So I adopt simple solution and did not lock door internally. Even I used not to lock while sleeping. Abhishek, Ankur, Sandy & I, four idiots combated to gain marks. They all are EC student and I am from CS. So there were no lack of opportunities for me to get involve in EC’s subject discussion and confusion resolving session of many topic Vis a Vis satellite communication. I got opportunity to have understanding the EC’s department course laying a bet on my own subject. And consequence was that my concept was clearer about switching theory and satellite communication and at the other hand I was totally puzzled in my own subject during three hour of battle for marks. My mind was wandering with satellite in space feeling no gravity. The pin diagram used to came in my mind in place of block diagram of session and servelet life cycle.
In last paper no one was to disturb in my study because they were all drunk. They were busy in making dirty to bathroom from pukes. Few of them came to advice me and mock me as I am doing tapasya for immorality. They wanted me to give them company but last paper was DIP, it was so hard to bearing formulas in mind. Somehow last paper went good. After that I took deep puff on cigarette and gave relaxation to my night out. This last paper brought a feeling of accomplishment and a message one more semester to stay in MPEC.
This message was ending of fun and masti, departure from friends and juniors. Although I confided myself here from people, teachers and batch-mates; but friendship has its own ruse to encroach in life.
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Those two days
I still remember vividly when the tears were fighting to roll out from my eyes. This was the day when my father came on my departure at railway station along with my friend. This was the day when I was leaving my home and my friends. This was the day when I was becoming guest in my home. This was the day afterwards I have to be treated as a known stranger in my home. This was the day when I leaved Allahabad for Kanpur. This was the day when a living machine became emotional. This was 16th August, 2006. It became hard for me to say bye to my father in last time when the train sounded its whistle.
Since this day I had to merge with unknown people and settle in new place. I am lucky I got good company at my very first day of my hostel life. I met with Ankit Saxena. We became room mate. On first day of hostel I and Ankit locked ourselves in room because of fear of seniors. And approximately 4 ‘O’ clock we dared to come out from our room to meet with new comers in our wings. First we went to give shock to Ankur. I knocked the door. He came out.
“Good evening Sir”, these were his first words what he spoke with bending his back at 90 degree.
“kya hai bey”, those first word what came out through my lips and this BEY could not separate from my speech till now. There is another thing girls complain me that I don’t know how to talk with girl and they also don’t tell me how to talk when I ask. For some moment I and Ankit enjoyed pretending to be senior and chided to Ankur for his higher pitch. And after few minutes we told our truth and robbed his Barfi and NamakPara. This was my first robbery of edible items. Perhaps it was the effect of hostel environment when I felt hunger for good food at first time.
First day passed in fear of ragging. At last till 7:30 we were called to congregate at the common hall. Every senior, who seemed like devil at that time, treated with us like we are prisoner. They abused us and asked the rule what must be followed by us and forbade us not to go in another's room. The rule is made to break. So due to my moody nature I decided to violate the seniors rule. Ankit gave me company to not worry about seniors warning. This was the first time when rule violation seemed interesting to me. I was aware of consequences after being caught in another’s room but the taking risk has been inseparable part of my habit and this has been addiction too.
In this way I, Ankit and Ankur violated the rule and went to others students’ room in our wing. This was the great affability that we were treating with each other in very first day as we know each other since a long time. I find Anand Mohan as companion to make joke other, Amit as a dispute dissolver and Poornanand, the grandpa of our wing.
We enjoyed our first company to very late night, so second day we all were late for college and we had to ran to attend our first class of Btech. Here we encountered with our crush. This was the incident Ankur and Ankit had crush on same girl mean beginning of Btech’s competition. And at the end of the day we did not talked about study but we talked about girls. Because, every ones had rage on the lack of girls count in class. It seemed that only engineers have to struggle every where whether in college life for girlfriend and marks, and in real life for job and satisfaction. This was the first MASTI of my college life in MPEC. Every one of us seemed drown in love and was surpassing the Ranjha and Romeo. This was the day when we realized what is infatuation and what is love?
This was the day when we felt we have to care about each other. This was the day when we saw us as a family member of MPEC boys hostel. This was the day we learn t to resolve conflict and fight by our smile. This was the day when we learnt to make joke on each other. This was the day when we had dinner together.
Now I wish to live that two days’ life again. Again I want meet Ankit, Ankur, Anandmohan, Amit and Poornanand in those situations. I will have to leave MPEC in next few months. But I am lucky I got such type of friends in those first two days of my hostel’s life.
Since this day I had to merge with unknown people and settle in new place. I am lucky I got good company at my very first day of my hostel life. I met with Ankit Saxena. We became room mate. On first day of hostel I and Ankit locked ourselves in room because of fear of seniors. And approximately 4 ‘O’ clock we dared to come out from our room to meet with new comers in our wings. First we went to give shock to Ankur. I knocked the door. He came out.
“Good evening Sir”, these were his first words what he spoke with bending his back at 90 degree.
“kya hai bey”, those first word what came out through my lips and this BEY could not separate from my speech till now. There is another thing girls complain me that I don’t know how to talk with girl and they also don’t tell me how to talk when I ask. For some moment I and Ankit enjoyed pretending to be senior and chided to Ankur for his higher pitch. And after few minutes we told our truth and robbed his Barfi and NamakPara. This was my first robbery of edible items. Perhaps it was the effect of hostel environment when I felt hunger for good food at first time.
First day passed in fear of ragging. At last till 7:30 we were called to congregate at the common hall. Every senior, who seemed like devil at that time, treated with us like we are prisoner. They abused us and asked the rule what must be followed by us and forbade us not to go in another's room. The rule is made to break. So due to my moody nature I decided to violate the seniors rule. Ankit gave me company to not worry about seniors warning. This was the first time when rule violation seemed interesting to me. I was aware of consequences after being caught in another’s room but the taking risk has been inseparable part of my habit and this has been addiction too.
In this way I, Ankit and Ankur violated the rule and went to others students’ room in our wing. This was the great affability that we were treating with each other in very first day as we know each other since a long time. I find Anand Mohan as companion to make joke other, Amit as a dispute dissolver and Poornanand, the grandpa of our wing.
We enjoyed our first company to very late night, so second day we all were late for college and we had to ran to attend our first class of Btech. Here we encountered with our crush. This was the incident Ankur and Ankit had crush on same girl mean beginning of Btech’s competition. And at the end of the day we did not talked about study but we talked about girls. Because, every ones had rage on the lack of girls count in class. It seemed that only engineers have to struggle every where whether in college life for girlfriend and marks, and in real life for job and satisfaction. This was the first MASTI of my college life in MPEC. Every one of us seemed drown in love and was surpassing the Ranjha and Romeo. This was the day when we realized what is infatuation and what is love?
This was the day when we felt we have to care about each other. This was the day when we saw us as a family member of MPEC boys hostel. This was the day we learn t to resolve conflict and fight by our smile. This was the day when we learnt to make joke on each other. This was the day when we had dinner together.
Now I wish to live that two days’ life again. Again I want meet Ankit, Ankur, Anandmohan, Amit and Poornanand in those situations. I will have to leave MPEC in next few months. But I am lucky I got such type of friends in those first two days of my hostel’s life.
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