tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35940175741157208932024-03-19T14:00:27.645-07:00My experiencesAmithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03851829407959252335noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594017574115720893.post-54087521742375540732011-07-18T08:06:00.000-07:002011-10-19T20:40:17.496-07:00For all the Loving Fathers<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"><span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; " >You gave me life and u gave me smiles</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); " >and u for me have walked miles and miles</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><span class="Apple-style-span" >u r the sun who gave the light to my heart</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"><span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; " >and the journey of my life got a kickstart<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); " >u r the earth where i learnt my 1st step</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"><span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; " >on my failures u were always there to help<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); " >u r the wind from whom i learnt how to move ahead</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"><span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; " >so dat i cud survive and all the difficult paths r tread<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); " >u r the water from whom i learnt how to be fair</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"><span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; " >keep my decisons colourless like water wid no despair<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); " >u r the moon who taught me how to care and share</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"><span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; " >the way it shares its light wen thr is dark everywhr<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); " >u r the sky from whom i learnt to explore my horizons</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"><span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; " >reach on top of the world without losing my emotions<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); " >u r the rain who has showered on me all his care and love</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"><span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; " >and my wishes and desires are always kept above<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); " >u r my beautiful day and u r my peaceful night</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"><span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; " >without whom nothing in my life cud have been right<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); " >u r the wall who taught me how to be firm against adversary</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); " >though i went far away but father's love knows no boundary</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); " >u r the savior who plucks every thorn on my way</span></p><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); ">he himself bears every pain and still has nothing to say</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); " >u r a book where i learn from each and every page</span></p><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); ">u r my everything and am ur shadow and image</span><span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"><span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "><span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; " ><o:p> </o:p></span></span></p><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); ">hey dad its all because of u i am wat i am today</span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "> </span></span></span><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); ">i love u a lot dad and a happy father's day</span></span><span style="font-size:18.0pt;font-family:"Comic Sans MS";mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:#CC0000;background:white; mso-fareast-language:EN-IN"></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"><span style="font-size:18.0pt;font-family:"Comic Sans MS";mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:#CC0000;background:white; mso-fareast-language:EN-IN"><span style="font-size:18.0pt;font-family:"Comic Sans MS";mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;color:#CC0000;background:white; mso-fareast-language:EN-IN"><o:p> </o:p></span></span></p><p></p>Amithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03851829407959252335noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594017574115720893.post-33155302286044026682010-09-14T19:25:00.001-07:002010-09-14T19:25:55.883-07:00Million things to smile<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif; font-size: large; border-collapse: collapse; "><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); ">thr r a million of things for u to rise</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); ">and thr r a million reasons for u to smile</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); ">so many things lying on ur down on ur feet</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); ">u have to walk thru them to know how mch dey r sweet</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); ">some small sacrifices to achieve bigger things</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); ">and dats y we walk down the road and sing</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); ">sing the song of life as paths we have to cover</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); ">see all the beautiful things of life bfore its over</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); ">walk down the new phase and chalenges of life</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); ">and to acheive new heights for which we strife</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); ">creates longer roads in between our closed ones</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); ">this heart weeps for them wen such time comes</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); ">dats the time we realize how much they mean</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); ">and how much on these ppl our life lean</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); ">but those r the million things for which u have to sacrifice</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); ">and do something for those same ppl who have made ur life nice</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); ">come back to these people 1 day wid ur head held high</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); ">make them proud dat ur shoulder r whr their hands lie</span></span>Amithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03851829407959252335noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594017574115720893.post-11720168516932891262010-05-21T21:41:00.000-07:002010-05-21T21:43:17.350-07:00Happy Mother's day<div><span style="font-family:comic sans ms,sans-serif;font-size:130%;color:#990000;">my feets were small and my eyes were tiny<br />but i cud still see smthing very shiny<br />as i took shelter in my first home<br />most special place was womb of my mom<br />i was a small peice of her big heart<br />clinging to her saved me frm getting hurt<br />her womb was the source of all my nutrition </span></div> <div><span style="font-family:comic sans ms,sans-serif;font-size:130%;color:#990000;">the god's place whr i dreamt of all my ambitions</span></div> <div><span style="font-family:comic sans ms,sans-serif;font-size:130%;color:#990000;">i cud always see a firm hand reaching out to me<br />as i hurled onto my 1st ever step and thr was she<br />she smiled wen i did and she wept wen i wept<br />nd never took a nap herself bfore ascertaining i was slept<br />she was the only 1 who cud read my cries and lip<br />in her soft arms i cud close my eyes and sleep</span></div> <div><span style="font-family:comic sans ms,sans-serif;font-size:130%;color:#990000;">she was the only face my eyes and my heart cud recognize</span></div> <span style="font-family:comic sans ms,sans-serif;font-size:130%;color:#990000;">for a baby, mothers the only truth,rest all complete lies<br />her body took lots of pains to keep me well fed<br />nd made sure my health's foundation was laid<br />joy and happiness on her face cud be seen al the way<br />wen i uttered my 1st words and 'mom' i cud only say<br />my kiddish eyes cud never shed even a trickle of tear<br />as mom took all my pains and 'love u beta' i cud only hear<br />this world used to scared me like hell as a growing kid<br />nd i wud run to my mum to hug her tight closing my eyelid<br />mom was the one who stood firm and was always around<br />nd i cud hear her saying 'beta' out of millions of sound<br />in return i can only say i just love u like anything mom<br />and this love will go on for years and years to come<br />those childhood memories just make me feel like running away<br />clutch u mom in my arms and softly whisper 'happy mother's day'</span>Amithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03851829407959252335noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594017574115720893.post-33782474060011132622009-05-21T08:07:00.000-07:002010-12-24T06:39:24.057-08:00Our Final Days<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9DFDNkTki2MP_gMXpdXhWKC96T2_oXyQtmb_n-vozVQ9cvkEkGA7lwDmnogflOQknh0V81LLs2XiiUDCr4WS0NEjD67ZV5BZRgBx8E6AUIUghDYWaayI_2bEpGDBVTwoguPIqJbCDmwo/s1600-h/IMG_2891.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338305651122383122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9DFDNkTki2MP_gMXpdXhWKC96T2_oXyQtmb_n-vozVQ9cvkEkGA7lwDmnogflOQknh0V81LLs2XiiUDCr4WS0NEjD67ZV5BZRgBx8E6AUIUghDYWaayI_2bEpGDBVTwoguPIqJbCDmwo/s320/IMG_2891.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)">hey frnds its the same day of the year.....finally its here...this 1 year took years to pass away<br />... specially considering the last 4 years of our life which still seems like a short dream..which came to our eyes....gave us so many sweet and unforgettable memories...and went away wid a blink...not that m writing all this to revive those memories...i just cant do that...coz m still not out of those special times....and it still seems like everything is same....and next morning i will have to get up...see my watch and curse those coll authorities for these early timings of classes and bunk it again. But those images r still etched in my mind which i never ever thought i will be a part of ... times which i wanna go back to again and again......may be have this small desire of even changing them or may be stopping the time thr itself so that we never had to be a part of them ever...but unfortunately its they say is a part of life ........ We all have to bear this pain of separation...just writing this piece to rem all of u special ppl who r an indispensable part of my life now.....</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">12th of may 08</span></span></span><br /><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)">well the first time this feeling hit me wen it was time for pooja to leave us forever for her home on 12th may...whole day it was quite normal for us....but u realize it wen u go thru it...that slight tint of even looking at the smallest of things around u....just coz u wont ever be able to see them or be wid them ..bring loads of different emotions in u at the same time ........we really felt it wen in the evening as usual we went to our fav raba bhai(even visits to his shop were counted now)<br />...... saw nirmal thr...just too lost in himself and not uttering a word even...we knew y he was like that...and tried to cheer him up in our own ways....but it wasnt that easy considering the pain of ur close 1s leavign u forver... nothing can take their place ever .....he had many things to say to ppl who r leaving....and we never wanted him to live all his life wid a guilt that he kept things<br />inside him forever and never took them out...we were glad he finally did .. watever way it turned out to be...but the amount of tears that came out of his eyes after she left told everything.....we all were thr at the station to drop her...she had tears in her eyes every now and then<br />.... and wid it i got the feel of how it gonna be wen i willl actually leave all dese ppl who r everything for me now...she was trying to smile in dese circumstances too but tears just restricted them....finally her train came and she left us all ..... and we kept looking at her till we lost the sight of train.</span><br /><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,0)">Nirmal was again back to his norm after shedding loads of tears but was quiet again...it was more than 11:30 already.</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,0)">and all the attention now shifted to abhinav's bthday....we all decided to go to ccd to celebrate it...and thru it may be </span><span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,0)">relax a bit after so much of unprecendented circumstances....we sat thr outside the ccd....brought cake for him...and celebrated his last bthday wid </span><span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,0)">us together....then till late night every1 was just reviving those old memories of how we came to coll and whr and how we met </span><span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,0)">each other for the 1st time...we stayed thr and kept toking for long...and then came back wid 1 person not thr wid us...and slowly but</span><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(204,102,0)">surely we gonna lose every1 in a span of 2-3 days.</span><br /><br /><span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 100%; "><span style="font-size:130%;">13th of may 08<br /><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); "><span><span >it was a new day...may be the last morning in hostel for few of us....we all decided to cut abhinav's bthday cake in mayfair....we all went thr and brought a yummy cake for him<br />.... probably he was the luckiest among us to have got this opportunity to celebrate his bthday wid all of us .. probably for the last time coz we never know whr this tide of luck will take all of us....in all this celebration we got the surprise of our lives wen tyagi gifted us wid the symbol of our 4 years of frndship and special relationship ...covering it all in a sweet video featuring all our special moments wid her special comments on them..we saw that video together .... and those 5 mins were a mix of several emotions...we laughed together...cracked jokes on each other<br />seeing some slides....and at tyms got very emotional too wid the way some slide touched us.At the end of those 5 mins every1 was quiet for sometime.....as we made a long journey of 4 years in that 5 mins video made by tyagi ..some of us were smiling...some had tears in their eyes...for me it was like time has to be stopped here coz it wont ever come back.<br />thanx to tyagi who didnt sleep whole night to make this thing possible and she let us see our own life in this coll for 4 years through her eyes.<br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span>it was time for richa to go...the koolest 1 of us .... but in these tyms even the most stable 1 r hit on a major scale.....and even she was no exception...she had her train in the<br />morning itself.....and considering the long list of frnds she made here........every1 just lined up at the station...to bid gudbye to this bindaas gal who has smiled always and made others smile.....but this day it was a different scenario altogether...that unique smile and voice of her was missing and a tinge of tension covered her face....and so was on the faces of every1<br />who were thr to give her a last hug which gonna stay wid her forever....she met every1...specially sandy who left his date wid a gal to rush to station to meet her and he did </span>everything so fast that in a blink he was gone too..then she toked to every1 and was quiet<br />bubly till then as she always is....but the moment train arrived....its really very difficult in words to describe her ... it all changed....and she was crying like hell....she refused to go inside even though the signal was made...train finally left but not her tears and she held her body and hands outside the gate....and kept waving at us.......at this particualr moment for the first<br />time in 4 years i saw 1 guy broke down and lost his kool and started running towards to the train in a desperate attempt to either stop the train or not let richa go or may be not let the sight of her go away frm his yes...never seen karan break down like that..kannu kept waving at her till we lost sight of her and even richa did so till the very last moment...<br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); "><span class="Apple-style-span" >we didnt get much tym to get over this ... as we had to rush down to hostel as jadu was leaving in 2 hrs...some of us went to have lunch and me ,jadu and nirmal went back to hostel to get jadu's luggage....nirmal all the way kept repeating abt the things of last nite....we came back to station which had become our new home till then...jadu was as kool as ever...though too subdued by his own standards .... obviously the situation has taken its toll on every1...we were joking around while waiting for his train to come...got so many stills too ... after some time train arived....we all went inside to his seat and sat thr....for the last time we all started singing for jadu ..... and typical jadu song it was....yaa u guessed it right....." SUTTA NAA MILAA" .....time to bid gudbyee to him as his train was abt to leave....every1 hugged him and said last few words to him .... wid tyagi making the situation light by telling him to get a "deo"....in the blink of a second we lost 1 more of our frnds .... for a long long time....knowing things wont be same ever again.<br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); "><span class="Apple-style-span" >we all returned back...to our hostel..had to write many cds...containing all the pics of our special moments in last 4 years..after some time it was abhinav's turn to leave as his car was waiting outside...my rumy for 4 years...i was gonna feel more coz he was the part of everything we saw and faced in coll...going back to rum and seeing 1 empty bed was enuf to tell me that<br />its was all coming to an end....his car was waiting outside the allahadbad bank's atm...last rituals had to be made...and this time he lost his self control too...loads of tears flowing out under his specs and all of us trying to comfort him thru our hugs...he got inside the car .. waved at us at the last moment....and just 10 mins after he left....we all at the same moment got a very touchy msg frm him in our cells....that made us feel that though he has left....but all those memories wont.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); ">Shaam me it was moti who had to leave us....this 1 gal who starts shedding tears in the slightest of tensions.....had been crying non stop for last 3 days seeing her closest frnds leave her 1 by 1.....really gave a big shock to all of us left there by not shedding even a bit of tear....may be till then she had her eyes so dried up that she wanted to leave on a good note...with that</span><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "><span class="Apple-style-span" >ever smiling face of her.....and may be we rem her wid that smile only.<br /></span><br /><span style="font-size: 130%; "><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"><span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)">14th of may 08<br /><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,0)"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-size: 100%; ">it was all for the day...most of us has left us...came to my rum finally wid a heavy heart.....my both rumies had left .... it was silence all around...felt hollow from inside...it was my last night thr...had to leave this place tomm morning early at 5 o clock...the same place whr i have had all the fun and masti for last 3 years...now felt like a calm and a haunted 1 whose dead silence was killing me....in the evening only i told tyagi to meet me anyhow ... though i knew it will be really difficult for her to come down....considering the xtra rules that these hostel ppl put on them.i packed everything and tried to go to sleep .....cudnt switch off the light or i was sure i wont be able to sleep....i was loaded will hell lot of thoughts ... wat life will be without these very ppl wid whom i have shared erything....till 3 i barely had had any sleep...got up at 4 somehow...called every1 to wake them up...wanted every1 to be thr .... was shocked to see tyagi calling herself...and later got to know she didnt sleep whole nite just to keep her words and meet me in the morning...finally every1 came up....i left rum and gave a final glance to this special place...looked at everything for the last time and said gudbyee to them.........</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-size: 100%; ">i first went to girls hostel...was sad that she wont be able to come to station...but somehow she managed to come down thr to the gate...saw her and cudnt control myself..though</span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-size: 100%; ">she kept saying not to cry...wont ever forget that final hug thru those door grills...bid gudbye to her and left for station .....every1s eyes were damn sleepy...was feeling bad for them as y i had taken such a early morning train...but had no choice..it was time to say my final words to every1 ... nirmal ... told him to get over all wat happened ...... sandy....told him wid whom i will play tt and cricket .... kannu...told him</span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 100%;">wid whom i will have all the fun time in class....finally had to get up on train..cudnt let them go out of my sight...but finally they did....but still kept standing alone on the gate for a long time....thinking whom i will miss the most....and the ans that came fom within was each of u ... but the moment i sat down...got a call frm tyagi...and i was bak to normal again !!!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 130%; ">15th of may 08<br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span><span>At home i was in constant touch wid every1...next day it was tyagi's turned to leave...and after knowing wat happened at that time really made me feel for her ... she was just not ready to go inside the airport and kept crying.....she was the 1 who came all the way frm delhi to study in bbsr which is just too far away frm her place...this place which was so alien to her became so special at the end of 4 years that she just refused to leave ... her soul was still thr and she gave everything in her to that special video that she made....still rem wen i met her in delhi and saw the video in her car again...and she still had her eyes soken....she went inside the plane and sill kept crying very badly that ppl around her even noticed it...she was going far<br />frm us distancewise.....but the attacement inside our hearts will always be thr....In the night nirmal and nikhil had to leave....i cud easily understand wat must they be going through...seeing each one of us leaving in front of their eyes...they had just sandy wid them to see them off to station...sandy still staying thr for some obvious reasons .... i toked to them and both nirmal and nikhil sounded very low...told them that we all will meet in the future soon...... sandy was obviously too tensed abt being alone thr....but even he was trying his best to have smthing he loved the most ... and stayed in hostel for many days though he wasnt allowed to...At last he was the last person to say byee to our sweet hostel..</span></span><br /></span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-size: 100%; ">So this was the way how things went for 3 days ..... and for most of the time we found ourselves sulking in those </span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-size: 100%; ">flood of emotions which took us by storm and left us alone and totally disillusioned.But the fact is the thing which makes </span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-size: 100%; ">me happy and strengthens me is the unity and togetherness that we still have towards each other ... whichever part of country we</span> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-size: 100%; ">may be in.Thnx to u people that m still alive and going strong watever problem comes in coz i know u ppl will always be thr wid me </span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-size: 100%; ">and each other...LOVE U ALL !! </span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 130%; "><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"></span></span></span></span>Amithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03851829407959252335noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594017574115720893.post-12637803246058992422009-04-17T03:24:00.000-07:002011-10-19T20:43:26.139-07:00Your First Song<span class="Apple-style-span" >Your first song<br />came as a sweet blow of wind<br />and took my heart away in the end<br />it was soothing to my ears<br />as while listening to it my heart shifted gears<br />it was like a sweet journey of life<br />for which I was waiting since while<br />it was like those mushy grains of sand<br />which flows everywhere on waves' command<br />it was like a star-studded moonlit night<br />when it showers on us its glowing delight<br />it was like a smooth foggy morning<br />when dew drops kisses the leaves in the spring<br />it was like an innocent aroma of soil after rain<br />which I wish to hear again, and again and again<br />your first song was just a punishment for you<br />but for me it was a lifetime dream come true<br />your song was a music to my ears<br />which I am not gonna forget for infinite years<br />now I wish for one thing dear<br />keep that sweet voice close to my ear.</span>Amithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03851829407959252335noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594017574115720893.post-55428248962072257772008-03-28T10:26:00.000-07:002008-03-28T11:45:30.682-07:00Meet The" KOLKATA KNIGHT ....... (Sorry) TRAM RIDERS"<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAKYarqLI8mKQ7h4dMdTUZBoNEpOJAgPGOkT1n84SZO2R7G_TvuApJKIuN8fFd9mxyU1LzHothW1uP0oQOG-L3BSUISeSI5_J9aqx3gvTBP4qaDFJn-j6ry55dPaYqk-80KXjexQeAkPw/s1600-h/DSC01177.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAKYarqLI8mKQ7h4dMdTUZBoNEpOJAgPGOkT1n84SZO2R7G_TvuApJKIuN8fFd9mxyU1LzHothW1uP0oQOG-L3BSUISeSI5_J9aqx3gvTBP4qaDFJn-j6ry55dPaYqk-80KXjexQeAkPw/s320/DSC01177.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182865366013429986" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);">It was the most fateful day of our lives on 4th of april when names of final selected ppl where called out for WIPRO and we 4 (me ,jadu arli and suprita) made it except karan who unfortunately culdnt make it thru tech round.Since that day wipro has been so kind in showering lots of love on us by constantly nagging us wid irritating sessions,Boring project and stupid mails.Every little endeavour that wipro shows towards us to make it a part of their family just recedes us away frm this comp and we culdnt stop but curse it weneevr we are called to meet various "san" ( Sriniva"san",Gane"san" and lot many) of wipro.<br /><br /> This time wipro decided to suck more blood frm our veins by ordering us for medical checkup.we decided to go to kolkata as it is the nereast to our BBSR. i made more plans for myself to visit my home as it was long due since october.So packed wid my whole luggage we all gathered at the station and embarked on our abt to be a surprisingly special and memorable trip.No 1 was sure abt the plan as to what we will do there and wen we will be coming back as we didnt book our return tickets.But suprita and jaadu had everything clear in their minds and had already planned to see every nice thing of kolkata and go for a night stay too to achieve it.we reached howrah station early morning and decided to get fresh thr.i even bought 1 toothbrush on the station itself and wid suprita was on the lookout for a place whr we can clean our teeth.we found some taps right at the back of a restaurant and like true bihari style we 2 went their and brushed as fast as we can saving ourselves frm the eyes of guard of the restaurant standing thr.we had to pinpoint our at the tap coz of the funny way it was made and kind of dirty it was .<br /><br /> Every1 till then was ready to leave to the assigned hospital for our chkups.we got into a typical kolkata overcrowded bus to reach park street.We then get to the hospital and got started wid the process.after some initial chkup we went to submit our blood samples and i still curse that doctor who put a big injection and took out so much blood frm my body.Time for our urine samples and here deepak shaw showed his heroics.1st of all arli found him coming out of the "HER" toilet wid instant begging frm his side not to tell this fact to any1 in the coll as he did it by mistake( God knows how this self assumed shakespere in english read "HIS" instead of "HER") .Then he finally got inside "HIS" toilet and was supposed to submit his samples thr itself.but instead he took it in his hands and came out in front of all of us to ask whr he was supposed to put that bringing in all of us a pill of uncontrolable laughter.he got rebukes frm the nurse too for his situational comedy.Meanwhile jaadu and ishaan who forgot to bring their pics went to a studio to arrange for their pics and finally get on wid the process.So finally at 1 we were done wid our medical chk up and came out of that hospital.time for some food and then i had to leave for home too biding good bye to jaadu suprita arli and all.But fate had something else in store for me as constant requests frm these 3 to stay wid them and njoy in kolkata put me in a big dilemma as wat to do.shaw on the other side was in no mood to stay but i changed my mind and decided to stay thr and have fun at kolkata rather than getting bored alone at home.<br /><br /> So shaw and ishaan left us and rest of us decided to go to Ac market to buy some branded stuffs at unbelievingly cheap rates.Time for us to get to metro station and get a feel of that famoues kolkata metro ride.we went to Esplanade called the heart of city.To move thru those narrow pavements full of so many stalls selling everything from a pin to clothes to electronic gadgets even at such cheap rates is a feeling in itself and doing so 1 just feels a part of the happening and crowded city .we kept roaming frm 1 end to other stopping in between to buy stuffs at many stalls specially those gals who culdnt control themselves and were ready to empty their purses by showing their bargaining talent.Till now only 5 of us were left and rest of us left for coll and jadu and suprita were quite successfull in executing their plan to perfection.meanwhile jaadu got in touch wid some of the seniors of our coll who were working for CTS now at salt lake.and at the same time suprita got in touch wid didis and they both arranged for our night stay at salt lake.So over wid this big headache of finding a place for night stay we got too relaxed and every1 got into fultoo masti mood.we again went to metro to leave for shovabazar frm whr we can get an auto for salt lake.but at the station we were stopped by the guard as i had so much luggage wid me and according to them metro was meant for light luggage only.we kept on arguing but he didnt bend even a bit from his stance and didnt let us thru.But jaadu did take our revenge wen he took a video shoot of this nautanki by those guards bringing instant fear in their eyes of getting exposed wid their stupid stuff.We simply left that place and got inside the staion frm the other side and boarded the metro to reach shovabazar. All gals specially miss suprita was over excited to fulfill her long time unfulfilled dream of getting onto a tram.and luckily for them or rather unfortunate for all of us we did find a tram thr and we all get onto it without giving a 2nd thought to it even though it was destined to same location frm where we just came.after boarding it jaadu in all this excitement paid for the last staion as the total cost was a mere Rs 4.The tram journey gave us an opportunity to see eevry nook and corner of kolkata moving thru those narrow kolkata streets in its own slow ,gentle pace.but after some time we did realize that it way too slow and and will take 45 mins to halt.After taking a U-turn we again came back to shovabazar by metro.and the credit for all this crazy act goes to none other than miss suprita jha who ensured that 1 mery-go-round trip frm 1 station to other and frm metro to tram to metro again.<br /><br /> Frm shovabazar we took an auto and that autowala told all 5 of us to adjust in the back seat only.we somehow adjusted wid jaadu sitting on me and his legs almost out of the auto.and the most funny thing was the way that autowala was driving...truly inspired frm famous south indian actor "rajnikant" ..following his style he was taking his auto out of any kind of gap possible on the road.evrything was going fine though till that autowala crossed an aunty so closely that jaadu's legs struck her and she fall down.aunty in all her furry started hurling all possible bengali gaalis on jadu and we somehow escaped thanx to that rajnikant style driving of autowala.<br /><br />Finally we reached salt lake safely and this place totally seem too different frm kolkata wid so less trafic,lots of peace,no rush of crowed and beautiful buildings towering over our head.We went to the most happening place of salt lake whr all the it employess rush to have some fresh air after some tiring day at office.jaadu who was looking for KFC whole day finally got 1 here and we all went thr to have some much needed food.suprita meanwhile met her our seniors and then we all went to meet them at CCD.they all were soo happy to see their juniors who came to meet them and some even got senti remembering their college days memories.Frm their talks it was quite clear that they still are ao much attached to coll and they havent totally settled down to the demands of IT industry.frm thr bhaiya took all of us to 1 of the best restaurants which was supposedly saurav ganguli's one and ordered so much food for us.they were treating us as their own family and being wid them was so full of fun.Time for us to leave and have some rest.suprita,arli and nivi went wid didis and me and jadu came to bhaiya's place.in their flat we met all the other bhaiyas and each one of them were so kool that every moment spent in their flat was fun.Chayan bhaiya started rememebring their college stories and those were so intresting that he went on and on till 3 and still we didnt wanted to sleep.we finally went to bed as next day was planned for Aquatica and we had to get up early.<br /><br /> Next day all the bhaiyas agreed to go to aquatica wid us as they never went thr in their 4 months stay at this place.all the gals joined us at technopolis and frm thr we went to Aquatica.This was 2nd visit to a water park in less than a month for me and jaadu and we didnt wanted to miss any fun.all bhaiya and didi were also seem to be njoying a lot in our company and we never felt as being seniors or juniors.We spent a lot of time in the waves of bath bed and every1 wished to touch the wall at the end of bed.Jadu helped arli reach thr as it was so difficult to get thr coz of the water level which was more than her height.after that it was time to njoy other rides and we really missed those 60 and 90 degree rides of water kingdom in mumbai.But here also Nirmal made his presence felt as we took his exapmle to inspire girls to go for all the dificult rides as then they would be able to tease him on his inability to go for those kinda rides.The most funniest 1 was the dark amazon where nothing was visible inside and jaadu held arli's hand and went alongwith her inside it.and everytime they came out of it ,their expression on the face said it all that they njoyed it to the core.Nivi who was constantly fighting wid cough and cold and a sore throat ignored everything and njoyed all the rides just on 1 mention of nirmal's xample.We all had a nice time thr and after 1 Grp pic of all of us we left aquatica and came to Bowling centre.each 1 of us being a 1st timer to bowling were so much excited abt playing this game.Each one of us had a go at this and me and jadu got a fair amount of success too.But 1 person who really did SUCK in this game was suprita jha who was not even able to make the bowl reach the strike as she hit the floor too hard wid the bowl that it stopped thr itself and all of us cant help but laugh at her soooo much. Even arli and nivi did far better than her.After completion of the game it was time to plan for our return as we culdnt decide whether to leave next day or that nite itself .this confusion was thr just coz of the fact that gals stay st didi'd place was not taken too well by her landlady and in the moring she did said many thing to lodge her disapproval.But didis being grown up under the harsh treatment of Sukanti in the 4 years of coll life were kool abt it ans they asured us that they will anyhow handle it.So finally we decided to extend our stay for the night and leave the next morning.All the gals left and me ,jadu and all those bhaiyas went to have our dinner.Their also we had some great food and some nice moments wid them.They again had some nice stories to share and nice words as to how much they njoyed wid us and thanked us for visiting them.Girls also had fun at di's flat as they did cooking for their sweet juniors.Next day we had to get up early morning at 5 as our train was at 7:30.it was so nice to see that they sacrificed their sunday sleep for us and came to drop us at the stand and all these little getures shown by them really made a special place in our hearts and we wont ever be able to forget those 2 days spent wid these bhaiya and di.My experience wid Kolkata has never been such a good 1 as all previous viits were marred wid some really some bad moments ...but this 1 trip was truly special as we 5 wiproites had time of our lives spending time together and wid those seniors.<br /></span>Amithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03851829407959252335noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594017574115720893.post-84568411548805645522008-03-26T04:43:00.000-07:002008-03-26T05:12:57.202-07:00Goa's "MARK" In Our Hearts<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7FSgcovis3y3t5oT1_qjf9t1Kx0bSrPgm7BwoeZzfgkHzd27riZnxxcca-HjA5DaXmaW5w6ZRmBmFWLLhjhS0KZVjYUFmvLe3Mn6vygDgF97CJ6dfds48e0PeGNl9uS3IVxUXpa0hnQk/s1600-h/Picture+196.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7FSgcovis3y3t5oT1_qjf9t1Kx0bSrPgm7BwoeZzfgkHzd27riZnxxcca-HjA5DaXmaW5w6ZRmBmFWLLhjhS0KZVjYUFmvLe3Mn6vygDgF97CJ6dfds48e0PeGNl9uS3IVxUXpa0hnQk/s320/Picture+196.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182019184441673938" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);">We left mumbai wid loads of unforgettable memories specially the rides of mumbai local train and water kingdom.but this ride with volvo to goa was quiet comfortable though.Ishaan wid his non-stop all india radio and a movie was shown as well.we all slept comfortably in the hope that we will reach goa early morning.but our comforts were short lived as somehow bus got late and when we got up it was still 8 hrs away frm destination.At the other end karan after finishing his gd-pi in pune was waiting for us at goa bus stand and reached thr early morning at 8.Since then he was constantly calling us but he had to wait for 6 hrs till we reach thr.but again it took us 1 hr more to find him at the bus stop.after reaching thr 1st thing we found that thr was some carnival or beach fest going on and so thr was a dearth of available bikes for hiring.After so much of searching and haggling(nikhil's special word) we somehow got 3 bikes and 1 scooty.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);">so finally at 4 we all left on our bikes for Bagha beach 1 of the famous and most happening beaches of goa.As we got more closer to the beach 1 thing we noticed was increasing no. of foreigners thr.We were lucky to have got 2 cheap and comfortable rooms just near the beach at frank's cottage.we decided to get fresh and then start our exploring business.But nirmal(till now considered as the smartest person in our grp) who was short of cash till then took his scooty to go to ATM.rest of us took rest and got fresh unaware of the fact of wat laid ahead in our fate.at 5 we all including nirmal came out to have a 1st look at goa one of our special dream since 1st year.but all our dreams and hopes came crashing down wen we went for our respective vehicles and found that scooty was missing.At the very moment we forget all our tiredness and hunger and only thing which was hovering in our mind as to how will we pay for the scooty.sandy even started counting how much will each have to pay.i made an imp point in informing them that we have to pay here only and that depends on the amout of cash each 1 of us have our accounts.but 1 funny and imp point to note was the presence of xactly a same scooty(just a difference in colour as it was blue and ours was black) right at the same place whr nirmal parked ours.Nirmal(till now no more the smartest person among us) was quick in pointing out that he has parked his scooty at the same place after coming frm atm.till then me and pritam had left on a blind search of a black scooty wid its no.we chked almost every scooty in that particular area wid no clue of wat happened to ours.while this drama was on 1 imp and quiet possible thing struck in nikhil's mind .he somehow guessed that nirmal has achieved the impossible.according to him our smartest buddy mr nirmal left his scooty at atm and brought some else's here.we wasted no time and nirmal and nikhil left for the atm.sandy meanwhile was continuously banging loads of galiyaan on nirmal for this dying work of intelligence shown by him and giving us our 1st zor ka jhatka at goa.Nikhil assumption hit the bullseye as they found our scooty parked at the ATM.now the search was on for that unfortunate person who was the victim of Nirmal's colour blindness.The person was sitting right thr near the scooty and we got to know that this unfortunate person was named Mark and he was frm uk.his face was lit up wen he saw nikhil and nirmal coming to him and finally letting him some incite abt nirmal's legendary work.He then had some nice and sarcastic words abt indians and came to our place to have his scooty.He was amazed at this coincidence that his own scooty culd be started wid our keys too.Nirmal who culdnt differentiate between his black scooty and his blue one was himself clueless abt how he culd have possibly done so.We were thankful to Mark that he didnt filed a police complaint till then or we culd have spent our final sem at goa itself.The final words of mark after he got his scooty summed it all " i thought only Europians r crazy".<br /><br /></span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"> These turnaround of events finally brought our smile back and we spent no time to rush for having some much deserved food. But our ordeal was not over yet as we fund out that food near the beach was extremely costly and then we had to find good enough restaurant which culd fit our budget.we finally found 1 andate like anything .Then we went for some shopping and thr also nirmal left the bike's keys making this day truly forgetable for him.frm thr we went to have some troll at the beach and get the first feel of wat it is like to be on the most happening beach of india.wat separates these goa beaches frm the rest in india was the kind of environment and presence of crowed here.so many ppl from all over the world just flock to this part of india to have that special feeling of 1 candle-lit dinner wid the view of sands moving on waves' command ,music being played everywhere and live English Premiere League matches shown on big screens.we let ourself get loose in this place of fun and njoy the ambience to the core.it became a fateful day of my life too as i tried my first ever hard drink thr.i looked down at the menu and found Goa special "pheny" to be the cheapest 1.and the very 1st drink of my life was so bitter that no1 culd finish it.then i took 1 sip frm every1 else's glass and proudly lost my drinks virginity.We quietly left for sleep after the end of an eventfulevents.</span><br /><br /> <span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"> day 2 at goa and we were all up by 8 in the morning( too difficult for us wen we have classes at 8) .me and sandy went to the beach </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">to have that fresh aroma of air around the beach and see the sun shedding its 1st light on the sea-water.the feeling itself was damn exciting and we culdnt </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">wait to experience those nerve-wrecking water sports.we settled for the package of 500 bucks each and one by one went for water scooter.riding this </span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">scooter was a bit too less for satisfaction as the ride ended bfore we can truly njoy the speed of scooter and thrust of water coming out of it.Then it was time </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">for para-sailing.and nirmal again started showing all his bravery and nakhras.we had to convince him a lot that its totally safe then only he went wid us.we </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">were supplied wid the life-jacket and all the safety materials bfore we were sent up in air.and i tell u the feeling up thr was an eperience in itself.the view of </span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">the sea frm such a distance was something 1 would wish to capture in his eyes forever.But the most breathtaking water sports called Banana ride was just </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">waiting for us.nirmal as expected clearly cleared himself away and decided to better rest at the shore.we all went for it and at the mid of the sea they wid a </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">sudden rush dropped us all frm the banana boat.This sudden fall at that place in sea where nothign was visible except water and no land thr to stand firm is </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">an experience to be felt only and its difficult to describe in words.but it did create so much panic in ishaan and in this situation he caught hold of karan </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">inside water and neither he was trying to come up nor letting him get up.His funny panicky face was thr to be seen and loads of gaalis hurled on to him by </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">karan wen they did come out.we paid 100 bucks xtra and went for 1 more banana ride.these water sports were 1ce in a lifetime experience and it wuld have </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">been foolish to miss them.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"> Done wid it , we felt its time to eat.the funny thing of being in goa and a will to experience everything as well as the cost of food thr made us eat just 1ce in a day.so after all day of non-sop fun we used to get so hungry that we just culdnt wait to get on wid watever we used to get thr.......and i dont rem myself eating anything else than chicken(putting every concern of put flu on bay).after recharging our gears we were again on our bikes and it was time to see Fort aguada of dil chahta hai fame.this fort was kind of myserious as we culdnt figure out as for wat purpose it was made,but the view of sea frm the walls of the historical fort was like some hollywood movie stuff.then it was time for our own version of dil chata hai as we shooted our own spoof on that famous special scene still etched in our memories.Frm thr we went to squirm beach and the view of the sea got better this time and the blow of kool wind wid the sight of sun set ,every1 seemed to be lost in this beauty of nature. Now we decided to see other beaches of goa and increase</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">our count of no. of beaches visited.we went for anjuna beach famous for its nightlife and parties.we moved and kept on moving as it was too far away frm our expectations and after reaching thr we didnt find even a bit of any of the happening parties or anything of that sort.Instead we culdnt find our way back frm the beach as the only way we came frm was blocked by so many dogs who were waiting to tear us apart if we moved closer to them.we finally had to beg 1 restaurantwala to let us pass frm its kitchen.This dissapointment was short lived as on our way back we found a Go-Karting track and went thr.1st sandy and karan tried and they were really driving too well on the track.then we all decided to go for it and it was indeed quite a fun except the thing that sandy got his elbows burnt as he put his hands on the heated engine.we spent the eve at our very own and till now familiour bagha beach wid every1 again getting a</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">feel of those high branded low cost drinks which r exclusively available in goa only.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"> <span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Day 3 and it was time to see the velha goa (old goa) which is full of some eye-catching churches standing firm thr from so many years</span>.<span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);">it </span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);">was a different feeling alltogether visiting these age old churches and it was no-doubt boring for some of us specially sandy who instead called for a go at </span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);">another round of banana ride rather than getting bored thr.We decided to go to another Fort known as Fort Chaupada.This was at a certaing height frm the </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);">sea and was enough for two super charged bravos of our grp--- sandy and ishaan(pritam) to go to the topmost point of that place and frm thr they took all </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);">the risks of going down to the sea beach ignoring all those slip of feet they went thru.wen they came up they were all drenched and pritam regretted getting </span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);">blown in emotion seeing sandy.We decided to make this last night at goa a truly memorable 1 and bought a 750 ml vodka called fuel as karan adviced.jadu </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);">took a tiny bottle of wine costing 80 bucks to gift it to his rumys.And that was 1 hell of a night wid every1 except sandy and jaadu getting high and showed </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);">their sentiments towards our frndship and coll life.it was nikhil specially who culdnt control himself and went on saying abt our end of stay at coll.Time to </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);">pack our backs and get back to coll but it was not over yet for ishaan as he was so drunk that he refused to go and we had to somehow take him to station. </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);">thr were more funny things to be mentioned such as goa bun,police checking of liquors on the train wid a bottle of vodka right on the top inside nirmal's bag </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);">and that round goa hat that hung all the time frm the nirmal's seat and me and pritam singing typical bollywood songs at 2 in the night in the train.All this </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);">made it a journey of a lifetime and a dream come true in every sense.</span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">Nirmal landed in BBSR wid his ROUND GOA HAT on and 1 special line " BACK TO SHIT (kiit)".</span><br /></span></span></span></span>Amithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03851829407959252335noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594017574115720893.post-30696729735800765852008-03-25T11:39:00.000-07:002008-03-26T05:19:04.564-07:00Chasing The Mumbai Dream<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLuF8oE8AwT5O_8N66JbBrw7OcYIPPzd6IQE2AJbiX7siXYlPzneXrdRTcFmwAHtKnzg_Dwbij3HbStmUZMn-jrk0X3adIxzCGsusBgGG-ZKdcE27QrBMz3YOW6Qss_umSeftKl_f0QOY/s1600-h/Picture+039.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLuF8oE8AwT5O_8N66JbBrw7OcYIPPzd6IQE2AJbiX7siXYlPzneXrdRTcFmwAHtKnzg_Dwbij3HbStmUZMn-jrk0X3adIxzCGsusBgGG-ZKdcE27QrBMz3YOW6Qss_umSeftKl_f0QOY/s320/Picture+039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181757818501843138" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >Hey frnds thrs no denying this fact that good times just flies away so fast and wid it leaves so much of good memories which we cant forget for our lifetime.the same way we have reached to the end of our 4 years of engg which we call as our honeymoon period.1 thing that all of us wanted and was still left unfulilled was a trip to Goa & Mumbai (specially sandy's much talked abt Hiranandani).But every time our plan failed coz of 1 reason or the other.But the enthu of being in final year just got us a unique method of saving our plan from getting failed.This time we planned and 1st thing we did that we booked our tickets so that no1 can back off after that.And this plan was indeed so successful that we gonna use it in our other trips too.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" > We were already on a trip to IIT kgp and had just 1 day break to start a painful long journey of 36 hrs.but the sheer excitement of our dreams getting fulfilled was enough to again fill us wid all the energy.So finally we left for mumbai and a train journey that too so long wid all the frnds is alway full of so much fun.After 36 long hrs of not so painful journey we put our 1st foot on mumbai soil at 6 in the morning and 1 thing that hit us instantly was the way this big city has exploded in population and this fact was quite easily visible wid the local trains so much crowded that not even 1 inch of space was left.we somehow garnered enough courage to board one of them wid our luggage and plight after that is an experience in itself.Nirmal's body acquired shapes wid the way the space was available wid feets not even finding ground and hands firmly on the hanger .thr was a constant sound of lots of aahs and oohs which we finally found was frm pritam's mouth.we reached our destination and had to jump of the train bfore it even stopped.it was a big sigh of relief wen all of us got off the train wid each one of us a diff story to tell of his plight.now it was time to settle down and sandy took us to his relatives' home and intrduced us to his family and kool bros.we recharged our gears wid some mumbai special vada pao .<br /><br />Now it was time to explore and we again boarded one of the local trains to reach the historical VT(victoria terminus) a world heritage site. Time for another history lesson as we reached the gateway of india and monumental hotel taj adding to its glorious beauty.Till then our own ishaan awasthi(pritam) was so pareshaan being the first timer to a big city like this.He was as always so confused and had his own fundoo theories of watever came across him.From the gateway of india we decided to visit Elephanta caves to add to our ever growing tally of visits to world heritage sites.it was 1 hr ride on a steamer and we all were so excited abt it.the view of so many other ships nd cruises and ishaan's question made this 1 hr so much of fun.actually ishaan being so inquistive abt everthing and being so smart in history had taken elephanta caves 4 something else.just the similarity of the name filled him wid the hopes of seeing lots of elephants thr. Finally we reched thr and bfore even starting we felt like eating something.The only restaurant available thr was so much overpriced that we decided to fill our belly wid free daal that they were providing and at last even the waiter was fed up wid the amount of dal we ordered.after being fresh again we went to see all the different caves wid just 1 question in our mind"what the hell he was thinking who made such sculptures out of stones that too in such a place whoever stupid he was" .But the sculptures were beautiful enough for us to pose for that 1 memorable pic(For jaadu it was too many memorable pics considering his passion for getting clicked).Till then sandy had found a beautiful blonde and made her our bhabhi bfore even telling us.we were so amused wid the fact that she was following us whereever we went which may be accidental or in fact we were following her.Now it was time for us to leave and steamer was w8ing for us.every1 was happy wid the experience wid a tinch of dissapointment </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >on ishaan's face as he culdnt find even a single elephant thr.In this utter dissapointment ishaan came up wid his sentimental dreams of becomingthe "3rd largest reichest person of india" (god knows wat that means).<br /><br />after getting on the shore 1st thing we did was to find an MCD and then we went to fashion street whr ever1s different techinique at bargaining for stuffs was at display.Sandy being a mumbaikar was a frontrunner and final purchase was always done at the price which he decided.Buying all those branded stuffs for just rs 120 took us a lot of time and we decided to drop the plan of juhu beach and rather go to Marine drive.Marine drive and the fascinating view of the city frm thr was quiet exciting and the excitement made all of us pee at that historical place.but this call of nature made life difficult for sandy as a couple always used to pop up of even the least expected places whenever he was abt to pee.Seeing this place as a great lover's point and the romantic side of mumbai our own cassanova Ishaan decided then and thr that whatever be the case ,he is going to join WIPRO mumbai only.it was quite late till then and we decided to call it a day and went back to sandy's place where some great home food was waiting for us.here also ishaan showed his calibre and gulped watever he was offered as he never believes in saying no.Mee ,nikhil, nirmal nd jaadu behaved decently but ishaan culdnt say no to that 1 big glass of milk that he was offered after eating so many stuffs (God knows how he created that much space in his small belly).our plans for next day was a visit to water kingdom and then we had to leave for goa.but 1 thing was still left and we all felt incomplete without this.how can we forget that place which sandy has vivdly explained and raped our ears since first year teling abt it.We all including sandy's bros went to the much hyped hiranandani at 11 in the night whr i called i bro(subrat) studying at IIT mumbai.at 1 in the night we made a trip to iit mumbai and the beautiful powai lake. my day was finally over at 2.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" > It was the start of our day 2 at mumbai and we all were excited abt Water kingdom and every1 was humming those lines of that age old ad which said "essel world me rahunga main ghar nahin jaunga main". we all were geared up and after 2 hrs of long journey we reached at the outskirts of mumbai almost out of the city where we culd see the big hoardings and rides of essel world and water kingdom.we culdnt wait anymore and paid for tickets and clothes and went for those joy rides.till then nirmal had had quite a normal trip.but how can everything be normal wid nirmal.This khate pite ghar ka bahut jyada khane peene wala ladka has so much fear of heights that we had to eventually beg bfore him to go for 60 degree ride.our constant nagging,taunts,respect for 350 bucks he spent nd bravery shown those small kids finally made him make 1 go at it and he did.and this 1st 60 degree became his last ride as while coming down frm it he amost flew in the air wid his hands and legs which he was instructed to cross were distant apart.He came down as a an armyman frm a lost battle and surrendered in front of us who were laughing our asses out at him.after that he quit and directly went to drifting river wid a tube where even five year old kids dont prefer to go as it can degrade their reputation in front of society and gals.rest of us had a great time thr specially wid the 90 degree ride and rain dance. Nirmal at the mean time met a drunk uncle who advised him to get a can of beer if he wanna do away wid his heightophobia.We all repeated our rides to make the most of those 350 bucks we payed thr.Those 3 hrs of non stop masti left us energyless and wid water water every where.time for us to go back pack pur bags and bid gudbye to mumbai and make a start to he next phase of our grand trip as we reached bus stand whr a volvo destined for goa was waiting for us.</span>Amithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03851829407959252335noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594017574115720893.post-53416015021538098152007-11-29T03:49:00.000-08:002007-11-29T03:52:35.213-08:00Run up to placements === part 1<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXC6nacfArd5C7d8GlbbAAwALCSH3PXqm6mBezbNLNC-9hQS-XXx3PMfp0xJzdRj75P0LANAO_uxQPtYuw55YXi1V6nIBQTJnHmN4bz_VSd2dkEf6A313CENgo6MhDwZn6oq1ZovbFBiM/s1600-h/DSC00919.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXC6nacfArd5C7d8GlbbAAwALCSH3PXqm6mBezbNLNC-9hQS-XXx3PMfp0xJzdRj75P0LANAO_uxQPtYuw55YXi1V6nIBQTJnHmN4bz_VSd2dkEf6A313CENgo6MhDwZn6oq1ZovbFBiM/s320/DSC00919.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138228718768060722" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(88, 94, 130);">hey frnds m writing after a long long time...........but this is 1 phase of my life which i </span><span style="color: rgb(88, 94, 130);">wanted to script down since a long time........it all started frm the oct last year...........the most awaited moment of our career......it was none other than our placements......the buzz was already around that companies gonna visit early this time......and the tension and excitement was already building up.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(88, 94, 130);"> so the process started with our so called ppt( PRE-PLACEMENT TRAINNG ) classes ....... and the stuff which these companies ask for written test is nowhere close to engg </span><span style="color: rgb(88, 94, 130);">standard........it was all normal common sense maths thing wid the grind of those dreadful </span><span style="color: rgb(88, 94, 130);">english vocabs.the ppt classes begun and since then we never knew wen our day started and </span><span style="color: rgb(88, 94, 130);">wen it came to end...........normal classes frm 10 that stretched to 5 in the evening..............then just 1 hr break and we had to rush back to attend ppt classes.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(88, 94, 130);"> so the first day was quite a day for us......wid the long lecture of Mr Sujit pradhan........supposed to teach us personality development ( though wid his beards on he </span><span style="color: rgb(88, 94, 130);">himself looks no less than osama )......and the experience was quite painful ...he went on </span><span style="color: rgb(88, 94, 130);">and on self-prasing himself wid his so called 101 national and intertaional certificates and </span><span style="color: rgb(88, 94, 130);">blah blah blah........and the kind of unbearable accent he has... he was in no mood to </span><span style="color: rgb(88, 94, 130);">stop...........and that day only i knew that i m not gonna attend his class atleast.english </span><span style="color: rgb(88, 94, 130);">mam was ok types but her rule sort of thing to take test at the end of every class made her </span><span style="color: rgb(88, 94, 130);">very unpopular .... obviously among us.it all went upto 9 and till we had our dinner and reached our rum ....it was already 10..........so it was a 12 hr grind for us.......and after </span><span style="color: rgb(88, 94, 130);">reaching rum we always had to arrange any movie to refresh our body and soul( ya movies r </span><span style="color: rgb(88, 94, 130);">the best way to do it ).it all went on to become more and more hectic ........ most of the </span><span style="color: rgb(88, 94, 130);">time we used to have our breakfast,lunch and dinner in the same clothes wid our bags and bfor entering our rum even 1ce......as the days passed on more and more tension gripped our minds.........and wid it the new year too announced its entry ........ bringing the actual dates of 1st comp visiting our campus quite close.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(88, 94, 130);"> In jan it was time for tests ,tests and then more tests ........ they even started a 24 hr test rum where any1 can go anytime and test his skills on 10th standard maths..........and that boring english grammar ........ and all the rules that mam taught us.........infact intuition worked better than the rules coz more grammatical mistakes used to occur wen we followed the grammatical rules wat mam taught us.GD( group discussion ) practices also started ( yeah some comps have an extra round called gd....u can call it Bull fighting).the very first gd which i was a part of was no less than a fish market where ppl were just fighting around wid their voice and miss shweta tyagi being my opponent.......left every guy in my grp dumbstruck wd the sheer intensity of her voice.in all these hectic moments ..... the sole kool time that we used to spend was canteen ...... but thr also only placements talks were making rounds.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(88, 94, 130);"> came feb and every1 started showing bit seriousness now.........wid every1 solving maths from 10th class........learning vocabs from the list of words that they gave ( i tell u mugging up those 500 words was 1 sort of PITA).......now i was discussing maths in chats also wid miss chits everyday coming up wid a new ques.........and while doing it i used to say her that we always gonna rem these days......though how much we cursed those days............it was no doubt fun and an experience of its own kind...................till the 1st company arrived!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(88, 94, 130);">continued......</span>Amithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03851829407959252335noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594017574115720893.post-12144827768092215102007-11-03T20:43:00.001-07:002008-02-24T09:06:49.626-08:00That LEGENDARY "very good" paper<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglkLjVZpngj4Q0BewMUTBCbSAHdSJX5cACRgUaDK31Ok53_SHisQc-znCoQ0pHnLtS02h-pmLTHcyPYlmpixPimmHwovaDD4bdQmTPleFUr20SCHtKa6ZcApfSiZkqD7RiVaXi7SsymW8/s1600-h/DSC01089.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglkLjVZpngj4Q0BewMUTBCbSAHdSJX5cACRgUaDK31Ok53_SHisQc-znCoQ0pHnLtS02h-pmLTHcyPYlmpixPimmHwovaDD4bdQmTPleFUr20SCHtKa6ZcApfSiZkqD7RiVaXi7SsymW8/s320/DSC01089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128825967894398354" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"> hey frnds........i m back after a bit of extended break.....all coz the classes have restarted...........though we havent got so much busy( xams rnt thr)..........but still lots of other non-study related stuffs take our time.................then also i culdnt stop myself putting this 1 account of the very 1st day of our coll after dp vacations...........which is full of hillarious moments..............all the credit goes to Nirmal and his L . E . G . E . N (wait for it) D . A . R . Y act.<br /><br />so on the eve of our 1st day after vacations we werent feeling even a bit of excitement .......... though coll reopening after a break of 2 weeks should have been enough to fill us wid all the fervour........but i guess ppl in engg feel more comfort staying in home rather than attending those boring classes.................and we r no different than those species.<br /><br />i was also thinking and was bit down even wid the thought of again attending those 5 long periods on monday.....................but never ever imagined thaton the very first day we gonna have a blast!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ............. so the story goes like this...........it was AI( artificial intelligence) period ........ and our very own HOD (head of cs department) and probably the koolest teacher on the block.......... came wid our mid-sem papers ........ bringing wid it a lot of useless excitement and buzz among those shitty front benchers.................we backbenchers were as usual normal as xam papers r not the kind of stuffs which gonna incite any excitement within us................we 4 got our papers............and marks( out of 30) in acsending order were like this................Kannu got 18 ....... i got 22 ...... Abhinav got 25 .............. and the Best 1 ............ Ladies and Gentlemen the one and only ........ the legend of AI ......mr Nirmal Jha ................. just managed to get his half marks cut and got a bloody 29.5!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! now the story starts here..............do u ppl rem wen we used to get comments on our xam papers ... comments like ( very good,excellent,well done)...........nowdays kids r awarded 5 stars on their copies if they behave well in class as abhinav's nephew got..................newayz those were the good old days ......... probably in class 4 or 5 wen we were kids......................but HOLD ON.......................isnt this Engineering.............whr we rnt supposed to have these kiddish things on our paper.....................but the pride of Backbenchers .............. mr nirmal ( i have started Mr since that day out of sheer respect that the comments on his paper generates) ..............not only he got 29.5 out of 30 ( bringing in lots of speculation among front benchers and toppers who dont get a clue that how a backbencher like him can score so much) ............. but GOT a " VERY GOOD" remarks on his paper................probably the first time in the history of any engg student ........... and just the sight of watching this unusual stuff on nirmal's paper brought in 3 of us a pill of uncontrolable laughter that we culdnt stop even though teacher was in the class.................we 3 as usual were in no mood to let this legendary sort of act to pass by and decided to celebrate in our own Grand way ................. so it statrted wid a kool video shoot of nirmal's paper ......... whole paper was scanned .... keeping in mind it can help the future legends of AI!!!!!!!!!...........and it was no less than any1s expectation ......... all the ans xactly according to wat teacer gave us in the notes ( surprisingly he didnt write the bookish stuffs................how intelligent of nirmal naaa!!!!) .......... all the fig. made wid pencil!!!!!!!!( i hardly rem wen i took any pencil to xams ) ........... a neat and clean paper wid 10 out of 10 in every question ....... just half maks were cut in some ques ( must have slipped out of AI's legend's (obviously nirmal yaar) mind)...............the live commentry of the video was officially provided by none other than kannu.<br />after video shoot ....it was the turn of our very own pics wid the legend Nirmal.........ohhhh sorrry.........not wid Nirmal.............actually wid his legendary " VERY GOOD" paper...............and i tell u i never felt so proud ever in my life..............all this nautanki in the last bench was going on wen teacher was discussing some imp stuffs at the front.............but who cares wen we have got such a legendary situaion wid us..................and we throughly enjoyed ............ culdnt control our laugh................and bechara nirmal .......... his legs were aching till then..........all coz the the leg pulling he has got frm 3 of us!!!!!<br /><br />So the very 1st day was a blast and ver proud day for us...................coz a backbencher got "very good" in his paper( though he will repent it thruout his life coz the kind of nautanki we did after that) .............. and hamare sar ko uncha kiya .......................... at the end i will like to say just 1 thing ...<br />WE R PROUD OF U NIRMAL.....................Hi5 for BACHBENCHERS.<br /> <br />hey wait 1 ques left...................i wrote 3 whole pages .... totally filled it ........ i dont know wid wat crap..............but still got mere 0.5 in that ans ........... will any1 explain y the hell was so????????????????????????</span>Amithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03851829407959252335noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594017574115720893.post-57858973028163588542007-10-30T10:08:00.000-07:002008-02-27T07:26:58.624-08:00Those Maggi Nights<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWCLn4jvtx4-InFPadmz954WrrIomAH32sxo0dH8TZeIKz-f3C94MZusRHJfAUOk4h6RfhTVK6Vs06_Zaokxg2g1PpyA1TRfUA5A81P5INzw5JqTYScCPTRDzWsT4eLtIO0UC3HTYAZVs/s1600-h/maggi.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWCLn4jvtx4-InFPadmz954WrrIomAH32sxo0dH8TZeIKz-f3C94MZusRHJfAUOk4h6RfhTVK6Vs06_Zaokxg2g1PpyA1TRfUA5A81P5INzw5JqTYScCPTRDzWsT4eLtIO0UC3HTYAZVs/s320/maggi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171681586225761410" border="0" /></a><br /><div class="image-wrapper"> <span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span><a href="http://blog.360.yahoo.com/blog/slideshow.html?p=14&id=DAZ9PYUwdq_2uDg1ZLZkluOQ" id="m14"><img src="http://l.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/nt/ic/ut/bsc/srch12_1.gif" alt="magnify" border="0" height="12" width="12" /></a> </div> <span style="color: rgb(160, 64, 255);"><br /><br /><br />hey friends.........i m back to my home away from home.......a place full of masti..thats my hostel.........after spending a week of holidays of dussehera.........finally i came out of my comfort zone(my home)........agaid had a long train journey.........and here i m back to hostel......to my untidy room.......whr we have spent so many memorable "maggi nights".......oops i guess u wont understand it now......slowly but surely u ppl gona know the importance this maggi has held in my life ......specially in my engineering days.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(160, 64, 255);"> well after my admission in this coll..........the most imp thing bothering me was that how will i be able to eat maggi now.......coz i just love it.........and if i go back a bit to my history ......then i used to eat it almost each and everday........and my unflinching love for maggi continues till date...............okk so back to present..........the whole 1st year in coll ...i missed maagi as much as my parents,home,my pc and my bed. being the freshers thr wasnt any source for it ...... and i had to do wid that sada hua food of our mess.........but then in the summer vacationmy rumy brought a water heater.......and somehow prepared maggi wid it.........ohhh i just cant desribe the experience........eating my fav thing after a year was like feeling of being in heaven.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(160, 64, 255);"> since that day.........i became the self assumed best maggy cook of the hostel.........wenever the dinner used to be bad...........we 3 rumys just decide 1ce ......... and normally at 12 or 1 am in the night ......... our door is closed wid all the stuffs ready for maggi................i do all the cooking.......agneya just brings water and cleans the plate............and abhinav does the most hard work..........yeah u guessed it right....."eating"...........wen the maggy is finally prepared the room is filled wid the aroma and our mouth wid water..........and then we 3 together relish our delicious maggi.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(160, 64, 255);"> so after knowing abt the pathetic food in my hostel....many ppl ask me how do u survive budddy.................and i guess now this blog of mine will clear all those doubts of my frnds........who havent tasted the sugar coated food of my messed up mess.............and me being the voracious fan of maggi(can eat it day in and day out)............it wasnt too much a difficult task to survive!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</span>Amithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03851829407959252335noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594017574115720893.post-15028153078272550792007-10-30T09:55:00.001-07:002008-02-24T09:03:24.136-08:00Proud to be a Backbencher<div class="image-wrapper"> <a href="http://blog.360.yahoo.com/blog/slideshow.html?p=12&id=DAZ9PYUwdq_2uDg1ZLZkluOQ" id="m12"><img src="http://f3.yahoofs.com/blog/471888e0z6670a39b/4/__sr_/8c29.jpg?mgoj1JHB0t6y916H" alt="Proud to be a Backbencher" border="0" height="250" width="333" /></a> <a href="http://blog.360.yahoo.com/blog/slideshow.html?p=12&id=DAZ9PYUwdq_2uDg1ZLZkluOQ" id="m12"><img src="http://l.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/nt/ic/ut/bsc/srch12_1.gif" alt="magnify" border="0" height="12" width="12" /></a> </div> <div class="content-wrapper"><span style="color: rgb(0, 96, 191);"><br />hey m Back as a Backbencher..................yeah thats the word ......... we r known as...........thats the word we were tagged wid , the very first day i entered my classroom...............and wid this tag ......... all the unlimited fun started..................believe me its a treasure of fun and enjoyment u wont at all get newhere else in the world.<br /><br />1st year was as usual full of fun and excitement........wid as many as 120 ppl in a single class!!!!!!!!! u can easily imagine the situation of poor teachers..........till then we havent formed our kool group 9 yet............but come 3rd sem .....class was divideded to jst 50 ppl.......and karan and nirmal from IT branch joined me and abhinav in computer science branch...............and since then the last bench had been ours...........a kool airy place...........made more kool by 4 kool ppl .<br /><br />well u name anything........and every stuff we have tried thr.............most of my novels were completed thr.........abhinav always wid a magazine ........ and nirmal being the most sincere of the 4 tries to listen to boring lectures(we 3 dont even try)..........but fails most of the times............coz we dont let him..........kannu(karan) being the least concerned for studies....though he is most intu...........has got his own things to do...............most of the time sleeping.............and all the crazy and emabarrasing moments that culd have happened in class occurred wen me and kannu sit beside each other.....................coz wen we to sit together.......thn thr r hell lot of things to discuss........everything right from girls , to movies,hot couples in coll,my dream gal "G...L" ,things we gona do that weekend and talking abt teachers' afairs too,deriving new formulas to calculate love cmpatibility .............and we have been caught doing this endless no. of times(though abhinav peridically cautions us that teacher is watching us)..........and its a common scenario we 2 standing together...........or orders summoned to leave the classs.........and i dont know y we dont even feel any shame.the most funny situation is wen any teacher gathers enough strength to ask us any question..........and wen finally he does so........me and kannu r the 1st bakraaas..........and pat comes the reply"i dont know" .....even bfore the question is over..........nirmal looks intell from face so he is never asked any question...........though i m damn sure he wont even be able to ans...........and abhinav does try but to no result...........and more funnier is wen toppers of our class gets up and ans the ques like they have won any sort of battle and proudly takes their sit..........unknowing of the fact that they have been booed a lot from back that no1 even gave a damn or even listened to the ans.<br /><br />a kool atmosphere at the backbench.........rocking music being played from nokia N series..........for which demand for different songs coming from different parts of the class......making us some sort of DJ.....wid our hands firmly placed on the sound button...........as we have to be pretty fast to turn the sound low wen some teacher once in a blue moon comes back..........and its a funny situation wen teachers come at back side...............all hell loose that time ........ wid all 4 of us searching for our copies ,pens and other study related stuffs...........atleast to show teachers that we r far more studious that those shitty front benchers........and wen teacher finally come to back side...till then we all r in so much poised and calm situation as if nothing was going on thr.........and its a proud feeling wen teacher returns to blackboard all satisfied wid us...........but we dont care coz till then we r back to our own ways....same music,novel,gossip abt how we have fooled the teacher again.and then our chants start......."1...sir plzzz leave us........2..have mercy on us......3...sir next class( i generally say next semester or next year)...4....sir break" ..... some teacher do oblize.......and some show courage to defend but not for too long......and then its time for some maagi brk at the canteen.<br /><br />it really feels as if kind of two different world exist in the same class..............1 consist of some sincere frontbenchers........all the gals.....a boring teacher.......all wid a single motive.......padhhhhhhhhaaaaaaai!!!!!!!!!! nowadays some toppers have started sitting in the back but wo log wahan bhi padhai karte hain yaar!!!!.....poora environment kharab kar diya hai last benches ka.The other world to the back of class...........whr we ppl totally unaware of the other world coexisting in the class..........no idea abt wat rubbish going on thr........totally indulged in our own relishes.........even teachers have stopped visiting our world.......coz they r well known of the fact that we dont know anything.........but we r no less......getting gud marks and surprising those same teachers......prooving the point that they r useless.......ha ha ha....finally at the end of the day its the BAckbenchers who r winers all the way......i guess u ppl agreee..............coz life is like this only.....fultoooo masti most of the times and bit of studies wen it is extremely required......and still come out wid flying colours.</span></div>Amithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03851829407959252335noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594017574115720893.post-8881384392298708232007-10-30T08:51:00.000-07:002008-02-24T08:20:32.116-08:001st Day Of My New Begining<div class="image-wrapper"> <a href="http://blog.360.yahoo.com/blog/slideshow.html?p=7&id=DAZ9PYUwdq_2uDg1ZLZkluOQ" id="m7"><img src="http://f3.yahoofs.com/blog/471888e0z6670a39b/3/__sr_/2eaa.jpg?mgoj1JHBFjzQ91Z3" alt="1st day of my new beginning" border="0" height="221" width="333" /></a> <a href="http://blog.360.yahoo.com/blog/slideshow.html?p=7&id=DAZ9PYUwdq_2uDg1ZLZkluOQ" id="m7"><img src="http://l.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/nt/ic/ut/bsc/srch12_1.gif" alt="magnify" border="0" height="12" width="12" /></a> </div> <div class="content-wrapper"><span style="color: rgb(0, 96, 191);"><br /><br />hey frnds here i m to take u to my world.....................so here i m gonna take u to the start of my engineering life.............no doubt the best days of my life.............whr i met new ppl.........made gr8 frnds........a close grp of 9 frnds...........and obviously had a blast wid them coz thats 1 part of the lives of all 9 of us.........for which we all share the same memories.<br /><br />So after much hustle - bustle ........i finally landed to KIIT bhubaneswar...........a deemed university ..........and surely 1 of the best colls of india..........and the very 1st day was filled wid lots of incidents........here i took off from auto ....... took my luggage and finally able to find my room( thinking y the hell they have put 5 ppl in a single rum!!!!!) ........ wen i went inside........found my rum filled wid so many ppl.........my new rumys ( who went on to become some of my closest frnds).........their parents ........ and then more parents........who were as usual giving necessary instructions to their wards wat to do and wat not...................so thr was formal intro between all the rumys and i was glad to find out that 3 of them were from DPS (always a nice feeling)..........coincidence no. 2............thr was 1 more amit in my rum!!!!!! thn some1 asked me " beta whr r ur mom and dad...........have u come alone" ......... and i was like.....back to my home and again missing them a lot.............i said yes uncle ...... but i m not alone............i have loads of luggage wid me!!.......all around thr was lots of excitement and nervousness as well coz of the dreaded seniors and their ragging methods................coz on the staircase only i was reprimanded by a senior(whom i thought initially as a freshser as well) not to wear any casuals...........and from next day we had to dress in total formals....huh.....and i had none of them.........and a big part of my day was spent purchasing formals only.<br /><br /><br />so....then me and my frnd(my skulmate shakespere deepak coz he is damn gud in english).........went to taste the food at kiit...........and u know wat ......... surprisingly we were impressed............not to menton that we never thought that day.......thet these same cooks have the habbit of putting sugar in each and every dish........making it almost untouchable..........after having lunch we came back to our respective rums.......i had some rest ........ evening was again filled wid lots of news of the seniors....that they gona do this ...they gonna do that.....and i was no doubt bit scared like every1 of them.........but i was happy that my rumys r pretty kool and surely coming years will be gr8(and i wasnt wrong)........had my evening tea and snacks......and wen i came back to my rum........wat i see...........a guy talking very loud and non-stop......i found out that he is sandy( my rumy Abhinav's skulmate and in a different rum).........i was so disgusted ki how much this guy talks yaar..........i kept quiet and helpless that i culdnt either close my ears or his mouth.......but now we laugh a lot at it.....coz later on the same guy sandy went on to become such a gud frnd and a member of our Group 9...........but that day he was still a disgust......and thank god he finally left...........so all these discussions made it close to 2 am...........and we had to go back to sleep coz the nezt day we had to attend our boring orientations( 6 hrs of boring lectures by every top authority of coll......my god they were boring!!!!)........so went on to have my first night at Kiit.........and thats how our eventful day came to an end...............but not for agneya and other amit(my 2 rumys)............coz in morning we came to know that they were still talking till 4 am....no doubt abt girls ( as later on they went to become 2 well known flirts of our coll).<br /><br /><br />so finally all this took place in the very first day of my engg career.............whr i had come to achieve all my dreams in coming few years .</span></div>Amithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03851829407959252335noreply@blogger.com2