A friend’s diary ….

“You know you are bad, very bad.
Talking to you is addictive and everytime i talk with you, it seems i can talk for infinite more time. It leaves me paralysed to do any other work as all the time i am thinking about you and can hardly concentrate on my wordly activties. I always wait for that moment when one of us would invite other to talk. But there is something very strange …your absence is much more addictive that your presence. One would say that is obvious, but to me it is very strange. I enjoy your absence more than your presence. While I am talking to you there is a feeling of content, but when I am away from you there is a thunderstorm in my brain, which detaches me from all the surrounding things and sweeps me into your thoughts..
I have often wondered why you have such a strong effect on me as compared to the others and i have arrived on one result… you are perfect for me, one that matches me, one that counters me on all the points, one that fights with me and every little victory(or even defeat) is so much pleasure. I doubt if I would find any other like you, though you are already far far away from me.
Sometime I ruin the fact that I did not grab the chance when I had the opportunity but then i think then it would have been just like any other relation and what fun would have been then. But that would have been so much gratifying as you would have belonged only to me. I often wonder whether that feeling could match the feeling which I have for you now ..

But somehow things have not been the same since you told me that one secret. Suddenly,it created a huge trench between both of us and I knew things would never be the same. There is something inside me that do not want you now but i am still uncertain whether this something has overcome my feelings for you.”

Bring it ON !!!

Ladies and gentlemen…Presenting….. the ‘ season 2 ‘ of ‘ pen_ankit_and_paper ‘ (which might include the adventures of Hari and Ryan as well….remember ?).
It is the same time of the semester which made me blog at the first place i.e. the end of it. Majors are finally over and a Long and torturous sem has come to an end, and not even a good result (of ? wait for it.) can change my opinion about how bad this sem has been.

Refraining myself from divulging too many personal details… I would rather talk about only the present… well this kinda reminds me of a wonderfully thought dialogue from ‘ Kung Fu Panda ‘ – ” Yesterday is history.. tomorrow is a mystery… but today is a gift… that is why it is called ‘ Present ‘ “. For me … tomorrow is certainly a mystery… I don’t know what I am gonna do this summer.. or may be the next whole year… you might think whats the big deal is but there is a damn shitty deal.. and they call it ‘exchange’.

For all those who don’t know what exchange is, it gives some selected students an opportunity to study a sem or two abroad. How is it related to me ? I was or may be I am somewhere at the first place in the current waiting list for available seats. That means even if a single person decides to back out… it shall be at the recieving end. So far so good. To make my life complicated.. there is a guy ( i m not sure of this ) who has not yet decided if he will go for an exchange or not… and this has been since last one month or even more than that.

the result ?
I have people congratulating me for getting into exchange.. some coming and saying with full confidence that the concerned guy ( i told you i m not sure of using this word for him , ( he is a freind….. but he is also an asshole ( no offence dude )) is backing out…. and me… living in perpetual dilemna of what lies ahead ? SURA_Marketing@Rendezvous && MINI – Baja or a simple EXchange.

At times I have nothing to do.. i tend to go into thoughts of Eiffel Tower and South Africa simultaneously….. into my 3D pen… and French classes at the same time…and not sure what (if any of them) is gonna happen.

and all this brings me to the title of this blog… which says – ‘Bring the Drinks on !!! ‘

-adiues

Vision IITD: Preserving the legacy….

“Vision for IIT Delhi” – a mere sight of these words has got the ability to strike a chord deep within, the vibrations produced start resonating with the world around, as if a stone has been dropped in a pond and the ripples so produced give a glimpse of the truth within, as if the cold upper layer of ashes has been removed to unveil the lava within….

When we dream, we dream of an ideal world- a perfect world full of happiness. In the context of IIT Delhi, one may hurriedly start associating it with high-speed Internet accessibility, better infrastructure in hostels, excellent food in mess and more of such mundane things. You find yourself struggling to come up with amendments affecting you at a personal and intellectual level, in fact -none so big as to be even considered for a vision.

So I started thinking–
“What is it that I dream about IIT Delhi, getting an admission into
which was a dream or me…”

” I want to witness a change in the behavior of IIT Delhi – I want to live in the time when Student – Teacher interaction reaches its maximum, when it is equally challenging to get admission at PG and UG level, when a trophy shall be awarded to the hostel with best academic Performance, with the
best CGPA, when it shall not be about being in an (any) IIT, rather IIT Delhi,
when Hollywood movies shall show their genius protagonist to be an IIT Delhi
graduate, when there will be people in IIT Delhi doing their major in music, and yes, I want to see a Noble prize coming to Indian Institute of Technology, Delhi …“.

Coming back to reality, on a formal note:
1. We are a major technology force on the world map. While preserving this aspect, we need to now take a step further and join the most elite group of institutions. It has been long established that we produce world class technologists, but where is the technology? We should therefore embark on a research led growth.
2. We should not depend on Government and Alumni Aid. We need to get into deeper corporate research collaborations and start bracing ourselves for an independent future.
3. We can model our institute as a pioneer in affordable and useful research. Now that the corporate the world over are focusing at the bottom of social pyramid for viable business opportunities, our step in that direction would do us a lot of good, socially and economically.

So it turned out, I came up with quite a long list of transformations – all concerning a paradigm shift in the prevailing atmosphere in the institute. But wait!! I love this place!! There has to be an explanation for it. There has to be a reason why IIT Delhi is the best in the nation. There must be some qualities, which if separated from IIT Delhi, would make it just another engineering college. What is already so special about this place that it cannot afford to lose? And so, I again enter a chain of thoughts…

“IIT Delhi should never stop using MOSS on CS assignments, it should not even think about relaxing the attendance rule, it should not give an ounce of thought over the issue of ‘excessive academic load’, it should nver compromise on the admission procedure – even if it requires going against the ‘vote politics’ , it should never compromise on the level of internal examinations, it should never give preparatory leaves for minors, it should never consider events and projects while preparing exam schedule or deadlines and should never let go the concept of inter hostel competition.”

And so I discover that Vision is not just about achieving something desired, something new. It is also about preserving the current culture, maintaining the standards that were a result of decades of quality and performance. My vision for my institute has two parts, one that I wish we could achieve, and one that calls for some preservation. I believe that the changes I mentioned include the likes which cannot be enforced by a certain written set of rules, rather will be visible from the very day when the residents – students, faculty and staff, start believing that ‘ they own IIT Delhi ‘ and ‘ IIT Delhi owns them ‘.

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PS : a slightly modified version of the same was delivered in IIT Delhi Auditorium Dogra Hall on the Occasion of our Foundation Day…
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Confused!!!

Well ,  as most of the times , i am confused , confused about -

1 . When to return to delhi  .

2. If the project (both the academic and not so academic ) I am going to take up , is worth it , and can it be completed ?

3.Where to post the life of ‘Hari and Ryan’. The thing which had started from ‘ Are you a Virgin ‘ has now found a separate place for itself on   www.occasionalfiddlings.wordpress.com

Resolving the last confusion  , i hereby declare that the life of Hari and Ryan shall be published solelely on                   www.occasionalfiddlings.wordpress.com

and all the publicity efforts shall be directed to this one blog.

Brother’s marriage went fantastic… may be in sometime i shall elaborate on the same in my own way.

till then.

Regarding Rendezvous nights , to whomsoever it might concern.

To put it very simple ,
1.It is a work of fiction.Any resemblance to any person living or dead is purely co-ncidental and unintentional.

2.So , avoid relating yourself to any character .We don’t mean harm to anyone.

3.These three posts are a joint effort of me and sandeep.

4.However , all stories take real life inspirations.

5.You can also find them on

www.occasionalfiddlings.wordpress.com

happy reading!!

Rendezvous nights -part one, Ryan meets Neha.

“We are the biggest morons in this whole world, making this damn assignment on the eve of Rendezvous. Are we mechanical robots programmed to make these infinitely long assignments when hot chicks are roaming the campuses of IIT Delhi on these rarest of the rare days? Are we not supposed to have any fun? Give me AK – 47 , RDX , Grenades and load me with this full ammunition and i will blow all these professors in single go , for the greater good of humanity , I am sure students will make temples on my name  “….. I fumed, seeing

the mammoth assignment in front of me

 

Situation: It was 17 September and rendezvous initial events had already started. All the qualifying stages were going on for which chicks from Gargi, SRCC, Miranda were in IIT campus , but we had to complete this CSL211 assignment whose deadline was 12 o’ clock . It was 11 then, and I still had one hour but i was in no mood to do this

further. Thinking about these thoughts, simulated another type of reactions in my brain where dismal grades were laughing at me. So I sat down in front of my laptop, and started moving my mechanical hands over the keyboard.

 

After nearly an hour..i was finally done with it and so i started my conquest to find someone ! Surprisingly every one was busy doing LAN Gaming

 “What has happened to all the world ? Are their taste buds for fun jammed ?” and after some more efforts ,  Hari came to my mind enjoying with Neha ( how could he enjoy , when i am rotting here )…

 

” Hari , i am coming ” I said to myself with a grin on my face that would have beaten Heath ledger for the role of ledger ( last line is a joke , as heath ledger is God )

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” Hey guys ! so enjoying in this chilling and wet night ” They were startled by my unexpected question( The look on hari’s face gave me the pleasure i wanted )  as i sat with them holding my cup of Nescafe at Insti Nesci . So i joined a group of 4 , two guys and two gals ( I think my entry into group disturbed the equation a little bit , but who cares ) Neha and Hari , Jayesh and Tanu ( the use of successive ‘ands’ have saved my one line that would have been wasted in describing their relations ),  were sitting under the umbrella in one secluded corner of the Nesci( what were they doing in this dark place ? i so want you to read my thoughts now ).

 

“Guys this is Ryan . One of my better friends in here ” Hari said in a voice that was barely audible .

“Actually best friend !” I interrupted ” and  you must have heard a lot about me from Hari , i suppose “

“Excuse us please “  Hari took me to one corner  .

“Thank god! You came,this night is damn boring , may be now we can have some fun .”

 ”Why that expression and reaction ?” i said

 ”That was to tell Neha, that I have not invited you . “

 Shit ! how did i always end up helping this stupid .

“ Man ! it is damn boring . It seems Tanu is suffering from some problem in which she cannot speak much ( ” he he “ ) and i am yet to decipher what Jayesh is ..that guy seems to have created a world of

his own , and Neha ..She is good. “

 ” Ah! Dumbo cannot say a word against his Lady ! ..let us see and do not worry , now that i have come , we will rock ” I said with full enthusiasm as we were going back towards the table .

 

 ” So hari told me , you guys are having fun ” I said in a little high voice as we joined them on the table .

 ” Yeah , it is good . IIT campus is huge ( ha  , lesser mortals ) and it is such a lovely place ” neha said .

 ” Well said , lady ” I had already made up my mind to use lady for Neha . ” And what about you Tanu “

 ” It is ok ” she said barely moving her lips .

 ” Just ok ?”

 ” It is good “

 ” Just good ?” i was prompting her to say more

 ” Yeah.. “

 ” So you enjoying here ?”

 ” Yeah..”

 Hari was right , she was suffering from some disease and I think her black nails , and tribal hair are symptoms of this terrible disease .

 ” So , Jayesh  what’s up ?”

 ” Man , this is cool ! i am enjoying here to ma core “

 ” Yo ! ” I said in as much animated fashion as possible.

 So after , these formalities i turned myself to Neha , as she was the one with whom i wanted to talk most .

 ” So you and Hari met first time in coaching center , right ?”

 Ha ! Hari must be wondering what i am doing ..

 ” Yeah , he was the topper in our coaching class ” Neha said

 ” Yeah , he is good at many things , you have experienced one ..sooner or later you will experience others ( I hope , she understands what i mean )”

 ” Ok Ryan ! Enough of your talking ” Hari interuppted ( i think he understood what i meant )

 ” Let us play something ” Neha said ..( ok , toh hari and his lady are aiding each other ! good .As usual , Tanu was mum and Jayesh was busy listening to his Ipod doing ” yo ! yo !)

 ” Well , i suggest we play Truth and Dare ” i said ( Although this is the most monotonous and boring game , as everyone knows what other person would ask , but as i could not ask them certain direct questions

, so i decided to invoke this game )..

 

 ” Yeah , it would be fun ” Hari said ( Poor hari ! , stepped into quicksand !!)

 So we rotated the pen that i had in my pocket ( what else do you expect from an IITian , a Malboro ?)  and the  stupid pen after overcoming the friction of table , stopped at Tanu . Shit ! if the Frictional coefficient of table was little greater , it would have stopped at Neha , which i wanted ,  now since it had stopped at Tanu , i wanted to give her a dare ” to speak and speak and speak )

 but it was Joyesh who gave her the tuth ques ..

 ” Who is your favourite actor ?” ( shit !! nuts !)

 ” umm…Sean Penn ( Actor with smallest number of alphabets in name!! )

” ok guys ! move it one more time ” I said ending any discussion that would have started by Tanu’s  answer .

The pen after 3 – 4 rotations stopped at Hari .( ok , this would be interesting !) and before anybody could speak a word , i jumped and  

“So Mr. Hari , who’s your present crush ?”

( A million dollar smile on my face , and half a penny frown on Hari )

” umm…i guess Neha ..”

” oh ho ! What’s your opinion lady “

” Well , the pen has not stopped on me !!” she said blushingly .

This girl surely have some brains !

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what lay ahead was a long night full of happenings…. wanna know? keep reading.

Rendezvous nights -part two , the bus-stop.

This girl surely have some brains !

So after some more rounds , in which Neha asked me about my present crushes but had to listen to half a dozen of Hollywood Actresses , we had to listen to Jayseh’s ” Show me the Meaning ” and Tanu’s silence. Surprisingly , the pen never stopped at Neha , as though she knew the polarity of pen and had given herself the same polarity , the

pen always seemed to be repel her.

 

“Guys , let us go to AIIMS , there is a dance party going over there , and AIIMS dance parties are always sizzling ” I proposed.

” In this rain ?”Neha  asked .

” He would do anything to go there as his girlfriend had come there to meet him for the first time“hari interuppted.

So, dumbo cannot keep his tongue inside ..

” Ah ! do you really believe him ..Girlfriend and Me ..north pole and south pole.. Rakhi Sawant and Mika…all belong to same category “

” Ok , then why do you chat with her for so long “,said hari.

” How am i supposed to pass time , when you are on phone for so long “

(this would shut him up for some time as he understood things are not heading towards the right direction )

” Wait a min ! let me get a cofee ” hari said .

That left me and Neha alone for some time ..

” So you did not answer my ques “i said

” about what ?”

“about your opinion on hari .”

” well , the pen never stopped at me !“

” Oh damn that stupid game , i am asking you directly ” i said

” uhmm…hari ..”

“So , what are you talking ” Hari interuppted sipping his cofee .

Damn you hari ! you just destroyed your own cause today . This loser will always mess up things , it was perfect moment and this dumbo spoiled it , how am i supposed to help him ??

” Nothing , we were just talking and Ryan was telling me about IIT life ” Neha said with a smile on her face .

I agreed with a nodding head .

So we left IIT campus , and started moving towards AIIMS .

After walking a good 800 mts , we sat around a bus stop for some time.

  *****Ok you have heard enough of Ryan’s version , and i cannot let

him continue now as the remaining part is special to me(hari) , so i want

that in my way ****

 

 

“Okay…how about ‘The most embarrasing moment.’..everyone will tell about….”

“Hahaha..no dude..c’mon…”,said an asshole from amongst us before I (Hari )could complete ….

“why not , Hari…you do the honours first…”,added Ryan.

Ah great….thankyou ryan for supporting me…but it no longer seems to be a good idea…I want neha to speak..but here I am….doing the talking again.

“ahhh….well…nothing THAT embarrasing yet….”

THAT? I should have rather said THIS.

“but..whenever i think of it there is this one incident which always comes to my mind.Its not exactly embarrasing….rather more on the funny side…and it has happened twice … my trousers got stuck in the head of some nail which was crossing its boundaries and the result was, in both the cases , terrible and what made it terrible was that it happened infront of a girl.”

Shit man! I could not have been more pathetic.Why is eveything seeming to be so difficult, so forced?

“So thats it , who’s next ,Neha ?”

she was thinking… but she surely needed a bit more attention than that.With a mix of plea and threat in my eyes I looked towards Ryan ,but before he could release the gathered air in the form of sound ..

“is that jeep slowing down? ” interrupted jayesh.

Great!! Dude must be thinking that he broke the silence and great again!!

We have a Delhi Police Jeep stopping right infront of us.I guess it is not descent to sit on a bus-stop at 2 am in the morning that too with girls.

The policemen , chewing his paan , pointed toward Ryan with a thick , fat Danda(stick) and asked him to come near jeep
“Yes sir ” , asked Ryan going towards the Jeep.
“What are you people doing here ?Do you have any idea of the time ?”
Ryan , with his back upright and in the most sophisticated manner , “Sir , we are from Indian Institute of Technology . Our College cultural fest is going on and right now we were heading towards AIIMS’ cultural fest ,Pulse . We got tired walking , so decided to rest for sometime “
The driver who was driving the jeep suddenly woke up and like a perfect Chamcha () ” Sir ji , i know these english brats . they do nothing but feed on their father’s money . now also they must be coming from local club after drinking “
Policemen ,now getting a little firm ” Do you have ID cards for your verification ?”
” yes sir , here is my ID card . Ryan Oberoi , Computer Science student , IITD and all of us are carrying our ID cards “

I checked in my pocket and (one more time) great!!! i have forgotten my ID card in my room . How could i do that ? how could i always end up messing everything and why did ryan have to say that we all have our ID cards .

” No , its OK . But do not sit here , either start moving towards AIIMs or go back towards your IIT “
“Yes sir .”

whoosh ! thank God he did not ask for ID , otherwise we would have ended in a real mess.

 

And so the jeep went away and with it , my desire to start a conversation or even get involved in one

Rendezvous nights -part three, Magic begins.

And so the jeep went away and with it , my desire to start a conversation or even get involved in one.All of a sudden , I felt tired and exhausted.It had been a hectic week after all.Rendezvous marketing had failed , which meant that the efforts and the hope continued until the last moment.Back this morning , I had bunked a lecture to visit an office in Okhla in the hope of a last moment deal.Don’t know what became of it , because all the talks were handed over to co-ordinators after the initial stages.Furthermore , may be as a penance to its failure , the marketing team had decided to help out the infra guys , and so each one of us were assigned certain stalls , and it was our responsibilty to see if they had access to basic infra , and that the deliverables promised to them were met.

 

I had been given Career Launcher ( with an old lady manager ) and Ryan got mobile Store ( with some 21 aged hot chick , lucky bas****).The whole of afternoon and evening had gone in these not so interesting affairs , until Neha had called up to inform that they are gonna turn up to watch group dance.They did come and brought heavy rains with them and so the GD stood postponed.What this meant was , from 6 pm to 6 am , she was with me , thanks to the long distance.I was obviously excited about it , and may be , associated rather large chunks of hope with this one night.It did not seem that bad in the beginning. Despite the rains , i showed them the whole IIT campus , had a pizza in Slice of Italy , but then , when there was no other option and we had to talk, we had been falling short of words.May be , it was because all four of us were from different background.The gelling between me Neha was fine ,(obviously) , but the presence of other two had made it difficult , we were finding it hard to come to our usual ways …. and then at the Nesci ,  Ryan had joined us , and that had made the things only a little better .

 

 Because  of , perhaps no reason at all , this night was not turning out into what it was expected to be…..

 

“Hey!  what are you thinking ?  you haven’t said anything for a long time “, came a sweet voice from my side.

 Startled , i looked towards Neha .I didn’t even realize that we had walked all the way from the bus-stop to the IIT campus , and were heading towards Director’s lobby , a nice and cosy place to sit.

“Err… nothing , was just feeling a bit tired and…i guess sleepy “, i said forcibly yawning.With so many things going in your mind , You just cannot feel sleepy.

“then may be you should go to your room and have some sleep.”

“Oh c’mon…!!“

 

We had reached the lobby , Ryan , it seems had lost all hopes and was laid flat on the floor , all prepared to fall asleep , the other guy was half laid on a sofa , neha sat beside him , and i sat on floor with tanu at some distance.

Everyone was quite.

 

‘This is it.I have to do something.Rendezvous is a bullshit annual program.Dunno what lies ahead in the third year , if it has to happen , it has to happen tonight.’ ,i shouted but to myself.

may be these words were not enough for me to make some noise , i sat , waiting ,for the right time , while continuosuly looking towards neha , right into her eyes.She was , as always , avoiding the eye contact , looking down ,  here and there , doing the usual talking to jayesh….but then …in that one beautiful moment , our eyes met.

 

I didnt take away my eyes off from hers , nor did she. We kept staring at each other…i could see through her eyes….both of us wanted to say something to each other…and our eyes were doing that for us…for the creatures with glued tongues.

“I want to get out of here… just you and me..I want to be with you….” i looked into her eyes.

“I so much want to.. please take me out of here… do something.. lets go somewhere else…” she looked back.

and , understanding this newly discovered ( or rather invented) eye -language ,we stood ,slowly ,and walked out of the lobby.

 

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“I am so sorry….you came all the way to IIT….but these stupid rains….you didn’t get to see anything..”

“No…its okay….its completely fine..i thought the night out would be fun…dunno why is everybody acting so dull….”

“yeah…I am sure you will agree with me that Ryan , you and I have been trying to enjoy… but u know…”

“hmmm….”

“As a matter of fact , Ryan and I shared a view that your friend tanu…..err….is suffering from some tribal disease, tribal  because of her hair style and nail polish and disease because it seems tha she cannot speak….much…hahaha”

“If she gets to know about it … she is sure gonna kill you… ” she said laughing.

“waise what is between the two of them , I mean jayesh and tanu..”

“Nothing…they are just friends..”

“JUST friends? I love this word – ‘just’..” said I , grinning.

“okay okay….a little more than that..may be… I don’t know…whatever!!”

“HOLYSHIT!!!!” , I almost shouted.Up ahead in some distance were two lovebirds snogging each other like crazy ,leaning against a wall.I was glad my voice didn’t disturb the two souls.

“Oh no !!! she is Rita … and that guy… I think or I rather hope is Harshit” ,she whispered trying hard not to look at them.

Rita is a close friend of Neha , and she is in a serious relationship with some guy called Harshit.

“Ohk!! Lets go in that direction ” ,and we started moving in the opposite direction , leaving the couple alone.

 

“”So“” , said both of us in unison and laughed.

 

 

I took out my cell phone to see it was 5 am. We had been talking and walking for an hour.All of a sudden , a new kind of chemistry was developing between the two of us.May be , unknowingly , Rita and Harshit had served my cause.

The Sun was all set to bestow light on the dark IIT campus , and it was then , when the sun was Crimson Red , that I saw  Neha (not for the first time obviously ) and

“you look so beautiful” , I didn’t realize that I actually said that.

She blushed and took her eyes off me.Girls!!!

“you know that I like you…don’t you ? “

I could see her smiling, looking down she chose to remain silent.

“And , I think that you like me as well…”,I said moving closer to her.

“And why do u think that?” , she said, finally breaking her silence but still looking anywhere but me.

“Because we are still talking“,I said grinning ,still moving towards her.

“Hmmmm….point!!” ,she replied after a lot of analysis and looked at me.

I could now see the freckles on her nose , could feel her breath ,she was looking cuter than ever , and I don’t know who initiated but with the end of a dark night , birds chirping and sun on its way , our lips met and we kissed each other.

 

 

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Well , the magical rendezvous did bring magic , for hari atleast if not for everyone.

Are You a virgin ?

Dirty babe
You see these shackles
Baby I’m your slave
I’ll let you whip me if I misbehave
It’s just that no one makes me feel this way…...
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ah well these are the words (from the song Sexy Back -J timberlake) continuously swirling in my mind for last…ummm….. i guess 24 hrs…
So..here is the thing… a certain room neighbour has left for home (although temporarily) but he has very kindly given us his big big and one more time- big speakers…. So in our tiny room… we have a showtime daily around 12am and in short…lifes rocking….

i am thinking…. ahhh!! it hurts…

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i just met Hari (remember ?) in my dream and he had this  cheesy story to share ……..
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“God curse these hukkas and the creature who brought them to iits….” announced Ryan after struggling through the first page of the handout for about an hour…..”It is impossible… seriously…even for priya… no body in his right mind can get what is written in here.It is more about putting the same and well known simple things in a complicated ,twisted and round and round manner….see i m learning…u got to know words…adjectives and..”
“Yeah , i feel like i have been put into class 4th once again , and have to mug all the adjectives once again , take this ” “
“STOP IT !! could you both stop and concentrate on the herculean task we have in our hands ?.. This subject is already bullshit depressing…don’t make it tougher… we have only 13 hors left , and even if we spend every nanosecond of it on mugging this shit , we would not be able to complete an ounce of it ” alok interuppted..

“And here goes maggu once again..”

After that , we started reading our religious sermons ( our hukka notes ) , when all of sudden , breaking the momenatarily silence in the room , this happened..

“Sheena is ONLINE!!! ” declared Ryan . The excitement on his face was equivalent of alok obtaining a dassi ..
“Sahi…bring it on.. ‘dirty babe…You see..” was my reaction

” shit man!! You guys had your Gtalk logged in ..fuck you both , now don’t you dare start the conversation with sheena  “..too late,  Ryan had already typed that monosyallabic “hi” .

“waise what is going on between you and Sheena.?” i asked looking towards Ryan
“Nothing..u know.. She seems to be interested in me… but..her iq tends to minus infinity…can’t help it….”
“and why do u say that…i mean the iq thing ?”
“just talk to her once and u will get your answer….”
“hehehe!! umm… if u have not yet observed… she has already added me in her ‘ friend list ‘… and i hold similar views for her from her scraps itself… was just asking for the sake of it……”
“You lusty creature…. aren’t u satisfied with  your friend named neha?”
“Hey! don’t bring her into all this and don’t change the topic my dear friend….”
“Alright.. then lets try something different today… u wanna talk to her more…. want her gtalk id?”
“u know my answer.”
“okay…. note it down and add her in ur list..but i’ll be doing the chatting from ur id”
“WHAT THE HELL !!! and may i know the reason behind??”
” yeah…fun …and u’ll be doing it from my id… get ready dude…”
“hehehe……I am..

” maggu!! even you can enjoy sometimes….anyway , we start with sheena in our new avatars…” said Ryan to Alok who was now all absorbed in the course material.
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me: hey !
glad you accepted the request
i had to fight with Ryan
to get your id
sheena: 4 wat??
okies..so atlast u won…
me: yep , it seems to be
sheena: hmmm….so wat all rishwat did u giv 2 him….
me: nahi khaas nahi
maine bhi us pe bahut ehsaan kiye hain

sheena: u knw  once ..even i had 2 fight wd him….
so dat i cud knw ur story…about u and neha….bt i lost
me: ahaaa…..he is a good friend
why did you want to know my story ?
oh Ryan is also online
are you chating with him also ?
sheena: yupp…
me: sahi hai , with how many people or rather boys  can you chat at one instant ?
sheena: hehe…….waise the two of u have almost the same way of talking…. its weird actually… i hope u two are not playing games….
me: you mean we are both alike ?
well to clarify it i have a girlfriend , but us bechare ki abhi tak koi nahi hai!!
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“what the hell are you writing? i don’t roam around exclaiming about a girlfriend… don’t put my character that..”
“Shut up….don’t disturb me…just see….i have to bring her to that topic….”
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me: and he does not want one !!
sheena: hezz mad……
he ll spend all his lyff wid stupid teleseries…
me: haan
he watches a lot of them

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” We all watch them , how else would we seee Robin “

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sheena: iitians r really crazy abt al such stuff
me: but i know deep down he wants someone , that’s why he watched tele series related to love
what ?
don’t you dare to generalize…..
sheena: hmmm..dats true…
leave it….
me: iitians are the smartest dudes on this planet !!
sheena: they are neither smart and talking about dude…. hahaha….
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“Kill her Ryan… kill her… bring her to iit… and throw her off the insti roof…. i’ll do the murder part…”,said Alok… from nowhere…
“yeah yeah …..definitely ….why not..lekin pehle , ther are small things we need to know  “
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me: naah
sheena: so yr wass dis suspense related 2 ur story….
me: well , i think we are not yet that good freinds yet ,
no offence
but lets chat , if we get along well , i will surely tell you
i hope you can understand
sheena : ohk…fynn wid it….
na na..m ok….evn ryan also didnt trust me…
me: kyun ?
trust as in ?
sheena: i dnt knw…bt he really gets afraid bfore tellin me nythin..dats why i quit….
me: he he
afraid !
yeh toh nahi ho sakta
sheena: yeah….
why???????????
me: there is nothing to be afraid about.
sheena: may b i cud tel it 2 sum1 else…..
me: matlab ?
sheena: oh nthin….
me: see , there is a code of conduct (developed by me and Ryan only ) that we do not ask everything from each other nor tell everyhting , like certain details about my story i have not told him so if you are afraid ki i will tell him , then you are probably wrong.
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“you surely are a devil’s son….”i said as i patted his back.
“Thanks..”  he said winking.
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sheena: but dr must b sum1 wid whom u share al dose detalis also…
me: well ,in this case , i think a female friend is much better
as she can understand certain compplexities better
sheena: yupp…

me:
sheena: same wid gals…gals think dt boyss wil nvr spill it out…
dats why ma best friends r guyss
me: is ryan one of them ?
asking in general ..
sheena: no no…ryan is a gud frend f mine….v started talkin a few months back only….

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“ha ha ..you asshole , and you say she likes you “

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me: hmm
sheena: hmmm
me: so something more about you , that i need to know for future reference ..

sheena: hmm..
u cn ask wat u wanna knw????
me: nahi , nothin specific
sheena: nai…if u wana ask dn…
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“what the hell…. seems like we have to ask something…. its so bugging..”
“oye try the barney question….”
“seems to be a nice idea….”
“what!! are you nuts??? she will slap you from gtalk….”
“C’mon man.. lets try… whats the harm.. its not your id…..”
“yeah… it is my id…… and let me decide…well she is a stranger to me…..so basically i don’t care..
its upto u two…”
” lets try it out…”
“alright…..”
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me: for instance , are you a virgin ?

just kiddin
(after waiting for one complete minute)

sorry , if you have taken that rudely
but that was a ques that barney asks in one of the episodes of HIMYM
so it si very funny to those who watch HIMYM
but i suppose , you are not into tele sereis
so tumhe shayad bura laga hao
sorry
u thr?
chal , i should probably say this to ryan , he can explain it to you
bye from this side
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Well this is how hari ryan and alok had one more ACCIDENT…. all of a sudden.What followed was a half hour long pestering by sheena to ryan…(or rather ryan’s id) well this incident just brought ryan and her closer as both of them surprisingly shared similar views about hari.Poor hari.

PS : i don’t think hari , ryan ,alok and neha need any introduction. However priya is the class topper….i think u can imagine her.

PS: times have changed and hari alok and ryan are 8 pointers.

PS: hukka is our term for humanities courses…courses like sociology and psychology.

PS: Hari told this incident to neha… even she thought it was disgusting.

PS: in the part just bfore asking ‘Are you a virgin ‘…there is a discussion as to whether or not it should be asked ….. ‘who is whom’ has been left  unclear…. because whatever it is … good or bad … it is for all three of them.I didnt want to put any one in good or bad light.

PS: i mention it again.. all stories take real life inspirations.
goodnight.

I feel like blogging…..

Well since most of you cannot  ( or rather won’t bother to ) read my first post…. HI!!

Since you are reading my blog you know me… so there is no need of any formal introduction… and since it is my… umm..kind of first post….. please bear with me for being such a pathetic blogger

Third Semester… yeah it is the end of third semester… that i have this urge to write… express… so much so.. that i m doing this after battling out for two marks , an edc seminar , and two awesome movies back to back…. at 5 am (lots of work isn’t it ? )

Insomniac ….. yeah…. insomniac is the word which comes in my mind as i had a look at the time… truly… i have changed again… and by a greater magnitude through this semester….. the endless nightouts (please consider 4:30 am one if it is for academics) have reversed my biological clock.

3rdsem……the word is coming to my mind as if its stuck in an infinite loop….. and with it … the many memories i have…. yes.. i apparently have stuff to remember about this sem… and i sincerely hope… it gets better along the way….. be it the youth for equality drama (yeah… well sorry for that word), the CSL (CS course )  torture… the MAL (maths course)  success (and Ha!.. not to forget the drama associated towards the end)….. the Rendezvous time …..i think it needs a separate blog altogether….. its marketing and the main event… ah well..well well……. the enthu in the batti batch towards the beginning for THE newcomer ( don’t worry dear… most of us will always be enthusiastic.. )… the machaubatti blog and the gang… love u guys….. the mobile theft………..the delhi blasts…..(Errr…unfortunately i was right there about 50 mts away)……….the many unearthly and barney kind things I and Sandeep did…….my switching over to non-veg…..the good time with roomie……  the mammoth sized workload in the last 20 days and the associated night outs…….and above all…. a girl …..a friend…. (please don’t join the two words , its a little early for that…    )  ……..the one who i have been talking to …… all through this blog and this semester….. and who i guess … already knows everybit of it…..

i think i have faired well in my first blog…. and i promise that i shall elaborate on almost everybit of what was written in the previous para…(even if u not at all interested) and also much more than that…….my real and only bro’d marriage is on 8th of dec… so things are gonna be legendary!!

Right now i finally feel like sleeping.

keep visiting.

goodnight( ohh…please..don’t say its goodmorning)