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.
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
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.
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.
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.
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