Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Moments reloaded

The previous post was more or less concerned with my perceptions of fellow classmates. As pointed out in a comment, I have missed out on a lot of things. For now, my memory evades me. This post contains more of my personal experiences and through this medium I want to immortalize them. Perhaps, during moments when I’ll be feeling low, then reading this post shall revive me and restore the good spirits.

Now, where to start from? The first thing that comes to my mind at the moment is the special Kachori and Chocolate pudding and melted truffle pastry. The Kachori is ‘one of its kinds’ and I had never had such a kachori before. Thank you Sobhit for introducing this delicacy to us. It is topped with mashed chole, a special masala and the awesome tangy chutney…heavenly. My mouth is salivating as I write this. The trip to PN market was a weekly affair in those days. And later we would march to the bakery shop to pacify the simulated taste buds. Dipping the plastic spoon in a tub of melted chocolate and nuts and then savoring the chocolate aroma and satiny texture Sweet Mama! This reminds me of a rainy afternoon and evening at Barista’s Lavazza. Man, we had spent nearly 4-5 hours gossiping about random stuff. We had lost track of time completely. Tried hard but I was unable to recall the gossips. All I remember is I didn’t get bored during that duration. I guess that’s what you would call ‘Bakchodi’.

Weeks later, our love for the quintessential Domino’s garlic bread sticks was kindled. Suddenly, all we wanted was garlic bread sticks to tame those casual hunger pangs. That cheesy aroma, shinning dip coupled with oregano on hot and crispy sticks. Plus the blasé talks. Aint’ I focusing too much on food here!

What else! Ahh yes! Cake parties (Food again!). Being the last birthdays in college, we did capture those moments on electronic sensor. Those pictures always light up my face. And yes, our trip to the by lanes of Chandni Chowk in our quest for Giani’s Faluda and spicy chaat. We literally had to force Sobhit for that evening walk. And the very same night, we played the ‘Sentiments of 2 and a half years’ card and hey it worked. He did turn up the next day. And they say guys are not emotional! And how could I forget the coffee, tea and bread pakoda at a Barakhamba road kiosk. Gosh! I remember only the places and the associated food but no talks. Ahh! Yes another point worth mentioning is the visits to the other side of Delhi. I mean dropping us to our door steps after a long day. Kudos to you guys for being so chivalrous!

Coming to the class, I distinctly remember Sonia mam’s outburst on Veenu. She asked him to move out of the class for a misunderstood or shall I say an invisible grin. He didn’t budge for he knew he was being wrongly blamed. She too, stood her ground. Finally, she staged a walkout. I guess our dear MP’s have made walkouts a trend among the masses. The entire class broke out into a laughter of relief. Later, she had to be cajoled and buttered so as she “doesn’t abandon our poor class”. “From where will I get a faculty for OOSE at this point of time?” exclaimed our HOD. That was her sole point of concern. Then there were issues regarding apology letter and outbursts like “why should we sign?” “Why are you signing? No one will sign this!” Days like those made me ponder. What kind of future is awaiting us? We are at threshold of adulthood. Very soon, all of us shall be in the job market. We are the foundation of Superpower India2020. Trivial matters like these indicate that we still have a long way to go regarding morale’s and ethics. We are simply not willing to trust the other party and we have no respect whatsoever for other person’s views. Even after spending two and a half years together as a unit, we failed to arrive at a consensus.

God! I am really scared at this juncture. I feel I am not ready to step out of the cocoon and face the workplace scenario. People say I deliberate a lot. Can’t help it! I find it real hard to tame those wild horses in my mind.

And Yes, wanted to write about the "three musketeers" again. They chat so much! Almost every teacher had pointed that out in her lecture and they were made to sit apart.Every time i used to wonder, from where do they get the content for schmoozing. Two of them are fabulous singers and one of them is an amazing sketcher.I didn't see him sketching in this semester!Wonder what went wrong.Have heard them or shall i say 'caught them red handed' crooning situational songs occasionally.

Wanted to write about Gupta and Gupta or shall I say “The Gupta’s”. They are truly a pair that was matched up above and they were destined to meet in DIAS. God! Their passion, disposition and tastes are so very similar. This takes me back to a bike journey. We were going for a special cause. The ride at around 80 kmph was amazing. Breeze striking past your face and waving the hair locks, I liked that sensation. Vikas, that day is marked in my memory. He always claims that I am one of the best persons he has ever met to this date. Coming from him, I feel honored. Though I get a feeling that he is somewhat scared of me. It’s not just him. There are several other people who have given me this inkling. Do I behave like a Victorian woman or something? (Facebook says that I was one in my past life). Perplexing indeed! Anyhow, if I intimidate them, then in a way that’s good for me. Back off! No Pangaas!

With the departure of our batch, our teachers are on cloud nine. Supposedly, we were the most arrogant and egoistical batch they had ever seen. But I am sure; somewhere in the corner of their hearts they will miss us too.

The journey ahead is a long one. We have to tread the paths alone. I wonder if I’ll get to met genuine and generous souls ahead. Such souls are a rarity in this deceitful and opportunistic atmosphere. I hope we do stay connected in future as well. And by connected, I don’t mean Hi’s and Hello’s via wall posts and scraps or the occasional calls and messages. Though, I confess, I do have this tendency to move on light and not bothering about any emotional baggage. The onus is entirely on the individuals concerned.

Brain has gone completely blank now. A black hole has sucked all those words that were clouding in my head. Thousand plus words already. I fathom, I am done for the day. I really wish I had a class photograph to supplement this post.

Sunday, December 27, 2009

Class of 2010

Okk…a lot of people wished to read a post about our class authored by me :P. I never knew that so many of them had read the previous ones. Chalo…I am good at least something if nothing. However these days I am getting a feeling that I am losing my creative streak. It seems I have lost a part of me somewhere on a random path.

Naa jaane kyun Khud ko ek anjane mod par chod aaye
In Anjaane Raaston mein khud ki taalasha ha
Naino mein hain aanek saapne
Lekin Ek anjaane se khwaab ne sukoon cheen liya
Neend mein bhi ab woh chain na raha
Iss Khamoshi mein bhi hum kuch sun nahii paate
Koi Lotta de who din jinhe hum dhutkarte the
Woh Campus jiski buriiye ke liye alfaaz kabhi khatam nahi hote the
Woh din mere zahaan par gehra chaap chod gaye
Don’t mind…randomly jotted down these lines

Summing up MCA5 in this post seems like a Herculean task. There are certain moments which stay with you forever and it’s hard to put them into words. I am staring at that challenge. Anyhow, let me try.
Ever been to Taliban? Taliban is the cagiest and most talked about column or rather corner in MCA 5. Its inhabitants are certainly talented and unique. I mean the first placed student belongs to that corner. I saw a stupendous change in that guy’s body language after his placement. And guess what, for a change (underline): P he started checking out girls at the back bench from the corner of his eyes. N number of times I have caught him admiring and when I stared back at him he turned away. We have laughed like crazy about this. He actually fell for my friend, though I wonder why he could never gather the courage to express his admiration. Hahaha….how I wish he too would have had said “I like you”. And hey one guy actually came up with this statement. I am sure there are several guys who have fallen for her but have not really been upfront. Actually her infectious smile and sexy eyes are to be blamed. No wonder, had I been a guy, I too would have had proposed and I know her answer ;)

Inversely, the most adorable and comical guy in our class gets nervous before the opposite sex. He too belongs to that elusive corner. His naïve looks and expressions coupled with an exclusive voice have found several fans. And don’t go by his looks, he is damn good at writing codes. There are several other intelligent species belonging to that corner. They have been the recipients of teachers’ taunts and anger but each time they managed to win back the trust and brought a smile of relief on their faces. A point worth mentioning is - few of these Taliban’s infiltrated into the other column. Was it a conscious decision to do away with this tag? Or was it about being closer to “THE GANG”? Can’t really say for sure.

Let me talk about THE GANG! They resided at the last two rows and one can safely claim that that was the nosiest corner in our class. One could distinctly make out the shrill voice of the sole female member two floors down. Thanks to these gangsters, we witnessed a gruesome quarrel in the parking lot. Swear words were used without any inhibitions. However, I like their strong bonding. In terms of Chemistry, It’s like this strong bond between molecules that’s hard to be broken. And they are quite defensive for each other.

Coming to the central row, most of the members were always spotted in TPO’s cabin. Supposedly, they were said to be preparing database of companies or calling HR executives. What they are going to do with that database, God knows. Now, that could be my prejudice. Coming to Power puff girls. Such was their love, connection and concern for each other, all five of them used to share four chairs. Why alienate a single girl, right! Though one of them has a job and was not regular in classes. I always had this inkling-she would be the first one to grab an offer and she did it. There’s a certain spark in her that makes her stand apart from others. Then, one of them is the class topper. Her transformation from being a naughty and prank playing one in graduation days to a sincere student who religiously writes every other word spoken by the teacher surprises me to the core. She’s such a sincere student and she never hesitates to give her prized notebooks to back benchers like us. I wish we all could get to see the other side of her too. One of them is the most gregarious personality I have come across to this date. She’s so uniform and consistent with the way she approaches everyone. I am in awe of her joie de vivre aura. Then, we have this always on her toes gal. She is always reasoning with someone or preparing some list. Then there’s this girl who calls me Miss Santa (don’t know from where that came from). The real Santa at North Pole has granted her wish. She wants my Red Topi as a Christmas gift. All I would say is Santa loves her cap too and it’s not available in the shop anymore. So think again girl!

The second row is occupied by dudettes or shall I say ‘Chicks’ and a guy. Now, am not going to write how this Chicks thing came about :P And there’s a chick magnet too(Sorry! Couldn’t refrain from writing this). The guy is always seen with chicks or busy with placement work. We call him the photographer for their shoots.

The front row is home to mixed people. There’s this girl who shares her birthday with Christ. God! She’s so camera shy. I so wanted a picture with her but she and her shyness. Actually, can’t blame her. We Capricorns are somewhat shy in nature. And I think we share quite a number of qualities. The second girl is bubbly as bubbles in Champagne. Her ‘one of a kind’ perceptions are amusing and hilarious at times. Seated next to them are two studious boys. One of them says that he shall start company one day. Ambitious dreams!

Phew! 1000 words already! Editing would be a tough job. In our corner, there are three musketeers. I Like their Dosti. And I like their tripling ride to Rithala metro station. They remind of Amar, Akbar and Anthony. This reminds me of an interesting tit-bit -one of them is supposedly engaged and is set to be married soon. Though he always shuns it off as a rumor. That early morning AI lecture is still fresh in my memory- God I giggled like hell in that hour. Then there are two love birds. Some people supposedly have a problem with their relationship. I guess there’s a triangle or perhaps a polygon in there. “Duh!! It’s complicated!” Seated in front of us are “THREE ANGLES”. We were a ‘Close unit’ in the previous semester but then things got too close for comfort :P How could I forget the effervescent and vivacious reporter of our class. She knows everything about almost everyone. She was quite a help in gathering Xerox notes from different sources. Moreover, I like her nature. She’s simply Herself, no pretensions whatsoever at all.

Last corner is our abode. I somehow got attached to the second last row corner. Only three of us were regular throughout the semester. One of them was grappling with a ligament tear. At the start of session he claimed that he would be regular ‘just this one time’ but then destiny had other plans for him. His achievement “Won a paper presentation” has been used umpteen number of times in company presentations. Yet, I don’t know why he is kind of overlooked during important occasions. Again, I would attribute that to TPO Mam’s narrowed vision. The other one was busy throughout with Dance sessions and Placement work :p And what shall I say about the third one. I guess he’s the second most adorable guy in the class. Famous amongst, girls and boys alike. I know he wouldn’t want to read all this stuff about him. That’s the way he is- a real star. Last but not the least, my better half. Her popularity has soared tremendously in this semester and why not. People say that her presence has shadowed mine. But, I don’t think that way. In fact, it’s me who dominates at times and calls the shots. Actually, at our level of understanding and intimacy, these trivial things don’t matter. We are beyond this! Right Buddy!

My Post graduate life has been much better than I had imagined. It is said that each one us meets the other for a reason. There are certainly reasons that I came into DIAS and MCA 2007-10 batch particularly. I feel I am a new person altogether. Each and every person in this class is a unique stone in his or her way. And I guess most of us acknowledge each other for the way others are. That’s what I like about this class. Am gonna cherish these memories for years to come. However, I rue the fact that we didn’t have farewell party :( I have always longed for a post graduate farewell. Anyways, hopefully we will have a small party amongst us.

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Bbye third sem

This post comes after a really long and a well deserved break. Third semester is very much over (what a relief!) and I have stepped into another grueling year. I’d call it grueling because it is the year of company visits (DEPENDS!) and hence placement activities. I am halfway through my post graduation and I congratulate myself for surviving through THREE SEMESTERS! I wanted to pen down few sentiments of the last six months.
The new session in August began after a two month hiatus. It felt nice to meet everyone after such a long gap. It seemed as if somebody had pressed F5 to refresh all of us. Moreover, there was this palpable excitement to have a look at our juniors .Many teachers had left the institute for greener pastures in NCR and therefore lots of new faces could be seen in the faculty room. By the way, I was bored of looking at those same old faces repeatedly addressing us every other day in one room .So; there I was, in a new room with new neighbors and new gossips.

The main highlight of the year was ‘FRESHERS PARTY’. It is the only party in the entire year. After loads of planning and brainstorming sessions over the venue, events and invites, the party was finally coordinated at Café Morrison. My God! What a party! Though I don’t really see myself as a party person and get bored easily, this one just surpassed my expectations.
The year saw expected breakups and surprisingly new linkups ;) and this reminds me of the aforementioned STAR of the hearts(he's graduated from being the star of the class). His popularity rose up further and he was basking in the glory of his stardom. I think he’s like this tempting piece of a truffle cake which everyone wants to ‘savor’. He was perpetually swarmed with members of both the sexes (ahem!).I see that happening this year as well. Even our teachers couldn’t resist his magnetic charisma. He could easily convince most of them. I’m still trying to figure out that aspect of his persona which has impressed everyone. Is it his effervescent smile, his one-liners or his happy go lucky attitude? I consider myself lucky to have such an adorable friend.
I saw the most dramatic change I have ever seen in a friend (I’ll refer to him as Sir). He was finally out of trance and became the ‘Baap’ of all trades. He had facts about every topic worth its salt, right from the much publicized tunnel experiment to the extracurricular activities of our institute. Sir formed a dance society in an institute like ours! I applaud his determination and passion towards achieving his targets. Another friend effortlessly presented a research paper amongst a group of scholars and surprise! He won the first prize for the best paper. Now, this is what I call bringing out your inherent talents .Unlike previous semesters, this time he didn’t insist on sitting on a fixed desk in the corner. My companion was at her usual cheery self, always lifting up the spirits with her infectious smile and effusive manner.
I consider myself fortunate to have been blessed with such a wonderful company of friends. I can’t even imagine surviving in such a competitive and restraining environment without them. In the first place I could never visualize myself doing MCA and that too with a long lost school friend. We had parted ways after school and occasionally bumped into each other during our graduation days. Moreover, all of us are completely different as individuals and being an introvert I had never thought that I would get to hang around with such outgoing people. I guess all of us were somehow destined to meet. All of them actually make my life worth living and enjoying. Love you all!

Friday, April 25, 2008

Dedicated to Swati

I really didn't think in my faintest imagination that i"ll be writing this one day(night..its past 11:00).Now,that you are about to leave,i realize the gravity of the situation.You are leaving behind a deep void which can't be occupied by any another atom in the crystal(hope u get the chemistry behind this).Though I'm really happy for you but the pain of parting is difficult to endure.
I want to confess something through this medium.I didn't approve you as a friend initially.Your non stop chit chats always used to irritate me.I used to pester Parul
"from where did you find her?".If I'm not wrong,since January those hostile feelings became less intense.May be i got used to your presence or something magical took place just like in Hogwarts(i still live in the world of fantasy).I started enjoying your presence.Your attitude was kind of chilled out and you started taking things easily(or was it the magic of winters).When I look back at those days,i can't help but smile at my childish attitude or bachpana(that would be an appropriate word).
But,but i was impressed by your verbal skills right from day one.Your confidence on stage floored me.I really wish i had confidence like you.
I'm gonna miss our early morning hassles over the most cherished corner.Our bitchy talks about Ms.FA still reverberate in my ears.Gobbling on the contents of our lunch boxes in between lectures,copying out FA questions,pestering each other over refilling of water bottles etc.All of these memories shall persist somewhere in the back of our minds.
You remember our first trip to Anand's?Three of us were complaining about the ambiance until the 'birayani' arrived.The experience was ultimately worth it.It was past seven and your dad had called up to ask about your whereabouts.That night was an adventure in itself.Non-stop gossip sessions in Metro Walk and Central park were enthralling.Yours and Shobit's narrations of PN's classes never ceased to amuse us.Hats off to both of you for tolerating such a teacher.I think our last (formal)day together(at Venu's place) also deserves special attention.You very well know the 'reasons'.I bet you'll always smile whenever you'll think of that day.
We've been together for almost an year.I had underestimated the intensity of our bond.I'm not gonna miss you because
yaad unhe kiya jata ha jinhe hum bhula dete hain
(another filmy dialogue).
Through this blog i just wanted to seal some sweet memories forever.My eyes are welled up with tears as i conclude this(Its already past 1:00).
I sincerely hope that all your wishes are fulfilled(just like this one)and you achieve all that you deserve.Don't forget to invite us in your marriage.

Tuesday, April 22, 2008

Oops! forgot to include the stars

Well! I got few suggestions today and I thought some people shouldn't have been left out of this blog.
How in the world could i forget to include the "STAR" of our class(at least our gang thinks that way).He's actually the most famous personality of our class with a lot of female fans.He's what you call the "chuppa rustam" guy(though he's too modest to agree to that).
I sat with him for few hours today and i could see him getting restless.Its difficult to pin point the reason, might be lectures or he didn't have anyone to talk to.Normally,either he's listening to the lecture or he's busy chatting around.He has this gift of gab and he's always ready with an appropriate answer to the most weird question.His "partners in crime" were conspicuous by their absence today.One of them(if present on rare occasions)is usually found scribbling in his note book or yawning(which then spreads to the front row like a tsunami wave).The other guy is either in a trance state or is busy with Spellathon or Sudoku.He also manages to catch up with his sleep(though he has been caught a number of times)in between the lectures.
Today was THE EARTH DAY...just watered my plants for a change(no pledges,no promises nothing from my side).
Getting back to my "lovely" class,my partner is on a special high these days...for not one but two reasons(both can't be disclosed here).Today also,i forgot to take Alchemist for her...hopefully I'll remember to take it tomorrow.My "better half" as usual was in her ecstatic state today..yesterday she was kind of down so it was good to see her back in normal form.Her infectious smile always lifts up my spirits.
Front bencher's...i think they deserve 3 cheers from my side Hip hip hurray-3
Man,how can anyone endure so much torture..i mean-7 hours is like too much.
Mr.K in the left corner,as usual paying attention in the lecture...though he's talkative and got few stares from the teacher today.He always completes his lab files and is kind enough to circulate them in the whole class.At times,he rotates by 180 degree to chat with his friends but due to bad luck he mostly gets caught.
But i like his jovial nature,always smiling.Sitting next to him are two "best friends",no wonder they are always together in the college,be it canteen or corridors.Second row is a very diverse and an unusual row.There's an artist,who was caught red handed today and was punished and his brainy friend who's always talking about books and exams.Two charming beauties are sitting next to both of them,they are mostly giggling or messaging.I often see them laughing hilariously in awkward situations.
So..this is today's story...calling it off for today
Hopefully tomorrow shall bring with it another adventurous day in college.

Sunday, April 20, 2008

Yawn...spinning head...watery eyes...yawn.I closed the shutter of my lens and leaned towards my desk.All of a sudden,i felt a tap on my shoulder
wake up,she's looking at you
I sat upright.Half heartily I strained hard to interpret the diagram on the blackboard but couldn't make-out any thing.In fact,it looked like a spaceship(psst...i was told later it was an NFA machine...u can guess how attentive I'm in the class;0).
I gulped mouthful of water to arouse from hypnotic state.

Unable to comprehend the words of our teacher,I started scrutinizing the lecture theater.Same old boring expressionless faces in the extreme right corner.The kind of torture being inflicted on them was evident on their faces.Then,i happened to check out the hottest guy of our class,his Brad Pitt looks took away my breath.Man..he was looking dashing even in a simple white tee.His eyes were glued to his cellphone and his fingers were in swift motion...must be messaging his girlfriend...lucky bitch.

I turned around to have a look at the back bencher's in the center row.A pair of chicks were murmuring as if there's no tomorrow.They were just going blah,blah,blah and none of the two was listening to the other.The girl in the center was scribbling something on the desk and her neighbor was cracking brains over a crossword puzzle.I turned around to glance behind my row.Two lovebirds were conversing through messages written on small chits and underneath the desk they were holding hands.Now,this is called 'spending quality time with each other".Once more i glanced at my dream guy,he was taking notes.I don't know how in the world he became conscious,he lifted his head,turned in my direction,flashed his billion dollar smile and went back to his notebook.That smile of his, made my day,i was in the ninth heaven.

I turned to my partner,her head was buried in THE FOUNTAINHEAD.In the center row i saw lots of heads absorbed in Sudoku puzzle.The game has become such a craze these days,its kind of fashionable to be caught cracking Sudoku puzzle.
The guy in front was forwarding innocuous messages.Thanks to this free messages scheme your cellphone never ceases to beep.His neighbor it seemed,was building castles in the air.For a change,I turn to our teacher and observed her attire.She urgently required a style makeover.I mean why can't these teachers dress up like Sush in Main Hoon Na.I'm sure,if they did,class room attendance would increase tenfolds.She glanced at me and i nodded in order to pretend my attentiveness in the lecture.I checked my watch,still 20 minutes left.
Lazily,i fend away flies and again started scanning the room.In the second row three chicks were mischievously giggling,must be discussing some nonsense about their respective boyfriends.Front bencher's were nodding aimlessly,poor things they didn't even have the luxury to fool around like me.But hey! one of them was sketching incessantly in his notebook.That guy surely had guts man!

The serene ambiance of the class was perturbed by our so called Ms.Topper.She had a question to ask and our teacher couldn't duck the googly thrown.I often wonder,where the heck do these people get questions from,in their already stuffed brains.Our teacher promised to clarify the doubt in the next lecture.
Not many people in the room were making an effort to listen lecture and then just before exams we end up grudging about the subject and the vast syllabus.I guess,this is the normal student psychology.Finally the most awaited moment of the class came
Attendance time,quiet everyone

announced our teacher.Everyone became alert ,after all for that precious moment only we endure so much of "torture".Everyone responded to their roll call with full enthusiasm.
This is how an hour glides away in a student's life.I was most attentive in the first five and the last five minutes of the lecture.When the teacher left,everyone stormed out of the classroom as if they had been acquitted from court.Suddenly everyone was infused with fresh energy.In the next few minutes most of us again "adapted" to our class room "conditions".This is a vicious circle and every "normal" student has to face these situations in his/her life.I guess,this makes a student's life more special and I'm sure most of us shall cherish these moments in our life later.