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Euthymic

2011-04-03T19:22:00.004+05:30

On this Sunday evening, after an euphoric Saturday Night, where we were part of something Historic, something 1 Billion people waited for 28 years to happen, i am feeling lazy. Listening to Lucky Ali's songs ("Dekha hai Aise bhi, Kisiko Aise hi"), makes me realise the preciousness of life. After the events of last week, when i got a phone call from my mother telling me about losing my maternal aunt due to a cardiac arrest, i was lying low. Felt like the ghosts of yesteryears were coming to haunt me once again.

But as fate would have its own way, the team of MSD, gave something which would remain etched in our heart's and minds forever. The towering six by MSD took away the sadness and filled me with joy and happiness.... from Lucky Ali to Khalbali (RDB).......

It's been 3 months since i have been to home and am really missing home.....from Khalbali to Teri Yaadein Aati hai (Lucky Ali).......am planning to go home towards this month's end...flight tickets have soared and train journey of 24 hrs is not an option....

Yesterday midnight, got a phone call from one of my closest buddies aka Budha/Chamuch(spoon :D) wala. He was enjoying in Rourkela with some of my groups close friends. Really wanted to be there and enjoy but could not :( ...

Time is a great healer. At one moment, its makes us sad and helpless and at the next second, it makes us realise how beautiful the world is around us. Cheers to Life.....

A Bitter Truth

2010-09-28T23:08:00.003+05:30

I dont know why i am writing this but i feel i should. Its been over a year since i have written something. Didnt feel like writing just for the sake of it, but life has taken various twists and turns.

The pressure of being in a profession does really take a toll on one`s mind and body. Getting to know new people, making new friends and contacts, people sometime forget that they have friends who were there with them in thick and thin times.

Even if someone forgets to ring up once a while, it doesnt imply that he/she has forgetten things that had become memorable and cherishable part of their life. Things which can not be erased. Emotions and feelings that bring tears on one part and happiness on the other. Sometimes friends need to understand this bitter truth and forgive when such incidents happen to them. Everyone is now in a position to evaluate the tough times that one has to face. Some may have a easier job at hand and some a tougher one.

Just to say that one has got bigger really underestimates the situation that one goes through. It pains to hear things which you do not want to hear from your very close friends. A BITTER TRUTH......

FIRST NIGHT OUT!!!!

2009-07-29T23:40:00.003+05:30

Writing poems for the last couple of months, I was wondering when I would write my next post which would not be a lyrical composition that would not rhyme with each ending line. I was wondering what I would write about as days have come to an end. Should I write about how each one of us would be feeling knowing that we will be going away in different directions after staying together for 4 long years… sharing whatever we want and whatever we like (or don’t like). Would it be appropriate that I would tell about what life at institutes means to all of us?

A void filled me up just as I gave my last exam paper. Everyone felt elated around me knowing the torture of giving exams were over. Mugging up, walking in the corridor of the hostels with someone’s notes and smoke of the cigarettes filling up the rooms and walkway were the normal things during exam time. Well, the one aspect that stands out is the NIGHT OUT thing!!!

Being a normal activity, I hadn’t experienced it my life or rather in these 4 years. Almost seeing everyone waking up the whole night before the exam and trying to remember 40-50 pages of notes, I fathomed how they could manage to write after being awake the whole night. Trying many times to make a night out was one of the hardest things to do for me.

But, but, but…

It happened!!! My first night out and would u believe it…the day on which everything ended, the day on which we were now alumnis. And the thing that helped me in achieving this were the 52 cards. This was also the rarest of rare occasions that I was playing cards. Being a novice also didn’t help me a lot but still I insisted on playing. Minutes ticked by and then hours and suddenly, my stomach told me that it was hungry. Now where would I get something to eat and that too, at 4 in the morning? Luckily the night canteen was still open and 5 of us ate MAGGI.

Eating maggi at 4 o’clock was not the best thing to do but we had no choice. And to our surprise, it was morning. I do not remember when I saw the pleasant morning or the sunrise but it was really beautiful… so peaceful and pleasant that we decided to go for a morning walk. Armed with camera and in our half pants we took a tour of our institute and it was one of the most refreshing walk, i had ever took.The morning breeze caressing our skin and feeling of coolness...ahhhhh.

Morning sunrise...

2009-05-07T02:31:00.003+05:30

The morning sunrise... ahh so serene and refreshing... why we see it so rarely??

THE LONE ONE

2009-04-15T02:00:00.003+05:30

In the darkness of the night,
Sits a lonely soul,
Full of life,
Full of sorrow.

Wandering through the street lights,
And asking the same question,
Why has this to end?
Can’t this moment freeze for few seconds?

The neon lights with their reply,
As prompt as the eagle can fly,
My friend, everything has a happy beginning,
And a tearful end.

But, an end has a new beginning,
The lone one says,
Just as dusk gives way to dawn,
The cycle of life goes on.

Just then,
The loneliness of the roads speak,
One comes with no-one,
And leaves behind everyone.

With my friends around me,
Why would I think of leaving them now?
Yes, parting gives tears,
But it makes memories much sweeter.

The hot summer wind,
Breezing through the leafless trees,
Inflicting so much pain.
Asks with utter disdain,

Again comes the reply,
My friend, no one is alone,
Even the mighty wind carries sand along,
And sings a melancholy song.

BLISS

2009-04-03T03:03:00.002+05:30

Under the moonlit half crescent,
The sky as clean as the spring,
With stars twinkling like diamonds,
Like small eyes gazing.

There, the friends sat,
Up on the roof, under the night sky,
Laughing and enjoying,
With a peg in each hand contemplating.

As time goes by,
The addiction goes up,
Nothing in this world seems real,
With everything in a spell.

Time freezes,
And the moment becomes one to cherish,
With happiness giving way
Ecstasy turns into fantasy.

WHY ME ???

2009-03-23T01:04:00.005+05:30

Why am I feeling restless,
Why am I feeling angry,
Why am I feeling tense,
Why there is sudden silence.

Why can’t everyone understand my feelings, my emotions,
Why is it always that I have to give explanations,
Why can’t I do anything on my own,
Why am I feeling alone.

Why a noise keeps humming in my ears,
Why my mind wanders everywhere,
Like a bee for nectar.

What wrong have I done to anyone?
I ask everyone…
Those rich one,
Who think I am of no use.
Those babus who have money and fame,
And can play the blame game.

But to whom will I tell my feelings,
To whom will I start blaming.
I ask,
Every day I ask,
God, I ask u.

I see truck loads of people,
Each one moving like senseless robot creature.
They have someone to talk to,
Someone to care for,
To whom will I talk?
Who will I take care of?

RHYTHM

2009-03-22T00:34:00.006+05:30

Rhythm flow of the gushing rivers,
Criss-crossing the beautiful mountain terrains,
Rhythm chirping of the birds,
Fills up the place with their beautiful carols.

There, I lay down,
With nothing in this world to bother me,
Only the sereneness of time,
And beauty in its prime.

My mind wonders through the greenery,
My heart longs for someone special,
I wish, I could be as free as the eagle,
The sky being my dwell.

Just you and me,
Just the film of air between us,
Just the rhythm of our love,
Becoming fusion with each pace.

In the moonlit night,
Rhythm becomes divine,
Blackness of the night engulfs,
And covers up the entire landscape.

Krazywordsmith's Tag!!! My fav 10 Hindi songs...

2009-03-13T11:28:00.005+05:30

And finally, after so many days, i have decided to pen down my list of 10 favourite and soulful hindi melodies. There are so many beautiful and meaningful lyrics that it was very hard to choose between them, but here goes the list..

KABHIE KABHIE MERE DIL MEIN KHAYAL AATA HAI- movie->KABHIE KABHIE - music-> KHAYYAM
BANHON KE DARMIYAN- movie->KHAMOSHI-music->JATIN-LALIT
TUJHSE NAARAZ NAHIN ZINDAGI- movie->MASOOM- music-> R.D.BURMAN
HUM TUM SE NA KUCH KEH PAYE- movie->ZIDDI- music-> SAMEER SEN
TUM MILE DIL KHILE- movie-> CRIMINAL- music-> M.M.KREEM
DO DIL MIL RAHE HAIN- movie->PARDES- music-> NADEEM-SHRAVAN
DIL HOOM HOOM KARE- movie->RUDALI- music-> BHUPEN HAZARIKA
AE-DIL-E-NADAN- movie-> RAZIA SULTAN -music-> KHAYYAM
MAA- movie-> TAARE ZAMEEN PAR- music-> SHANKAR, EHSAAN, LOY
CHOO LENE DO NAZUK HOTON KO- movie-> KAAJAL-music-> RAVI

The list is endless but these are the 10 best that came to my mind...

STILL...

2009-03-13T00:18:00.005+05:30

A smile, though, costs nothing,
Still, is often hard to find in a human being.

Sorrow, suffering and everywhere grief,
Still, it’s hard to believe.

Tears roll down from the eyes,
Still, it’s the heart that silently cries.

The heart knows no bounds,
Still, the mind has its way around.

Life is full of uncertainties,
Still, a ray of hope always exists.

The world, sometimes, seems grey,
Still, the colors of life never fade away.

I SEE

2009-02-28T22:53:00.006+05:30

Through the glass panes of my window, I see,

In the summer fieriness, labourers,

With heat pricking their figures.

Through the glass panes, I see,

The barren lands,

Covered with red volcanic sands.

Through the glasses, I see,

Trees, with no leaves,

Posing to be chopped off from the mosses.

I see,

Small hills in the rain,

Clouds overlooking the plains,

Through the window, I see the world in its grand.

LOST!!!

2009-02-23T23:08:00.011+05:30

Lost in the wilderness of the trees…

Lost in the greeneries of paddy fields…

Lost in the blueness of the skies, the seas…

Lost in the freshness of the morning sea breeze…

Lost in the stillness of the time…

Lost in the dreams of the unknown frontiers of the mind…

Lost as down the sun goes…

Lost in the mysteries of the cosmos…

Lost in the kohl of the eyes…

Lost as each second flies…

Lost in your arms, baby,

Lost in your arms…….

IT'S THAT DAY...

2009-02-14T19:52:00.004+05:30

It’s that day of the year
The one in love eagerly longs for,
Cards flying here, there, everywhere…

To be with someone you love,
To be in their arms,
To feel each other’s hearts beat
With a blink of an eyelid.

It’s that day of the year,
When love fills the air,
Caress the strings of each one,
Like a gentle breeze,
And infatuates the secret admirer.

It’s that day of the year,
When heart desires,
When lust gives course,
When romance carves its own way.
For someone to be in the midst of mania,

It’s nice to have someone near

Those DAYS

2009-02-03T21:09:00.007+05:30

4 hot seasons of summer gone by…
4 chilling winters gone by…
Sweating out in the hot sun…
Sleeping inside the blanket…
Those days have gone by…

Ragging by the sophomores,
Ragging the freshman,
Drafter in one hand and piles of notes in the other,
Those notes have gone by…

Walking in the rain,
Wetting those black shoes,
3-4 under the same small umbrella,
Trying not to get wet but alas,
Those rains have gone by…

4 friends sharing the same room,
Sharing each other’s secrets,
Sharing those precious moments,
Those moments have gone by…

Going out on a treat,
With someone or other, the ‘bakra’
Eating as if not eaten for an eternity,
Those seconds have gone by…

Sometimes overwhelmed with joy,
Other times sulking with sorrow,
Laughing like a mad person,
Crying like a baby,
Those emotions have gone by…

Listening to those long pathetic lectures…
Those viva sessions, exams…
Thank god,
Those days have gone by…

Eyes..

2009-01-25T02:00:00.008+05:30

Eyes-windows of our mind and heart. Beacons that allow us to gaze and understand the things around us-good and bad, love and hate, peace and violence, lust and passion and most importantly emotions. Eyes give us an account of one's body language and attitude.

Though they help us in conveying our feelings, it is sometimes the feelings of the ones you love that really matter the most. BLUE EYES, GREEN EYES, BROWN EYES- all have their unique characteristics. Blue eyes remind you of the blueness of the sky and the sea. Vast emptiness of blue covering the earth-both in space and on the land. Green eyes remind me of the greenery that surrounds us. Both of these being rare, makes us that much more curious towards the concerned person. Brown eyes, the most common available, also have their own charisma.

Girls (nothing against anyone though) have unique ways and techniques to make those eyes all the more special. With all those "kajal" and "mascaras", they beautify their eyes by sitting endlessly in front of the mirror trying to get the perfect result. A beautiful pair of eyes coupled with a thin line of 'kajal' makes me go week in the knees. Those INTOXICATING eyes- feels as if they are going to gobble me up, take me to another world. It's a different world that exists inside those eyes. Full of expectations, full of love, full of romance...

"Nazar hai kajal se dhaki hui

Nasha hai inme bhari hui

Doob jane do hame is nashe main

Kya pata le jayegi yeh hamein kahan"

But sometimes, it really hurts that people having sight cannot see the good things that surround them. Think of the people who do not have the privilege of seeing things, seeing the ones they love, seeing the beautiful earth covered in a green carpet,,,,

Dec 6th-08-A TR8

2009-01-11T20:02:00.003+05:30

[THIS BLOG WAS WRITTEN ON 6TH DEC-08 IN ANOTHER BLOG..THIS IS A COPY PASTE OF IT]
Sorry for the longgggggggggggg delay...well,its been a while since my last blog...busy with campus placements and classes as usual...7th semester over and glad that i got not one but 2 jobs-Vedanta Aluminium Ltd and Jindal Stainless Ltd....This sem has been one of the best sems of the 4 years in NIT Rourkela.

Classes & placements going side by side,the only problem was attendance (that too 85%). But that was also taken care off thanks to our Prof. who were really cool and understanding. Can u believe 100% attendance in the classes even if one has attended just 4-5 classes in the whole semester..Hats off to Prof. of Mechanical Engineering Department at NIT ROURKELA...they rock.

The winter vacations have started and to say, this is my last winter vacation i.e of 1 month..well, want to make most of it..and it has started on an unusual note..

Arrived at CUTTACK on 3rd and that too landed at the train station at 4:45 in the morning.Can u believe it? in my 4 years, never has the train left rourkela at the right time and landed at cuttack also at right time and that too at platform number 5...just could not believe my eyes and mind..well,kudos goes to LALU...mum was also shocked to see me arriving so early in the morning.

2 days went by..only soinggg, soinggg, soinggg...and net karinggg (well,this 'ing' thing just crept into my mind)...then came today..saturday...dec-6th, 2008...well the day might not be special to many but it was for me...
going on a tr8 is not a big thing in an engg institute but for me todays tr8 was something special..well that too with a girl..my school friend from nursery...had no contact with her since 8th standard...

To be frank, i have never gone a one on one tr8 with a girl and when she came,i felt really awkward..and i cant tell u how i felt on seeing her after so many years..i didnt know where to start..what to tell..what not to tell...it was like i was searching for words to tell and she was constantly asking me not to be conscious..but here i was..as conscious as ever...not even in my campus interviews have i felt such helplessness...my lips dried up...my mouth just could not talk...it was as if i was just in a desert longing for water...she kept looking at me straight and here i was,looking all around except at her.She was her normal self..i dont know what happened to me at that point?

So,here i was.with a girl (whom i regard as my mirror image in terms of understanding)..searching for the 26 alphabets and in-numerable words that are there in the english dictionary (they never come up at the right time)...she must have felt a little bit bore as i was itself feeling it.But gradually, this feeling passed by and here we were talking about school days...close friends..etc etc.

To say, it was a treat would be an understatement.It was as if i had found something that i had lost years ago.So, a special day, a special TR8 with a "Special Friend"

RS 3817!!!!!

2009-01-03T21:22:00.006+05:30

The new year-2009 has arrived and along brings with it new rays of hopes and aspirations. As the year of the Dragon (2008) ends and the Year of Mouse beckons, everyone will be hoping for new luck and changes for good.

Life will be taking a new turn, especially for me and my friends at NIT ROURKELA as we will be entering our 8th sem which will be our last in this institute.Looking back at time, it was as if we had just entered hoping to shape our careers and future and now, we are at the brink of leaving this very place, which has been our abode for the last 4 summers and winters.

The first day of 2009 was rather unusual..mobile phone lines jammed due to heavy congestion..really i was completely fed up as i could not wish my friends and not even the reliable 'sms' was delivered to them and add to that, i stay in a hostel where the signal is simply pathetic..
Registration got over and i started to watch the most watched series here in NIT -PRISON BREAK.The series is in its 4th season now...and to tell you, i have already completed 11 episodes in just 2 days and my head is spinning like a top..it has got a gripping effect on you that doesnt let u take your eyes of.

One thing that i did not do last sem was giving my friends a good Treat on my BDay and also on getting a job and for that i had to listen all sorts of 4 letter words from almost all my friends.So, before coming here, i wanted to be the first one to give a treat in the new year.The day was 2nd of JAN,2009 and we,(12 of us) went to a restaurant-MOKSHA.

On entering it, there were this bunch of girls (3rd year batch) and everyone wanted to have the best seat (you can imagine why??-no hard feelings to anyone) and some had to adjust.2 of my friends went and sat on a table right besides them away from us and i had to call them (useless fellows).As soon as we all settled down, everything got haywire..all round confusion surrounding the menu, everyone ordered and ordered and ordered...even the guy taking the order got confused..The time in between, a photo session started with everyone posing in the weirdest of poses that could be possible on a table-empty plates,full plates,glass of water-nothing was spared. Even the girls sitting in the table were not spared..fotos were taken meticulously but the photographer just could not get a clear shot..bad luck..

And finally the menu arrived and it kept coming. and when it stopped, i knew i was in trouble.but by that time i didn't fathom that it would get out of my budget by so much.Everyone ate up to their neck.It was time for the bill...and what do u know??? RS 3817.The bomb had exploded...

But we managed and it was an evening to remember...especially for me...The time, the moment was priceless..and i want this sem to be priceless..moments that will remain inside me for ever!!!!

School Days

2008-12-20T23:56:00.005+05:30

Already 20 days have gone by in the last month of 2008 and so also my last winter vacation.These 20 days have been a mixed bag for me.The things i had n`t planned came true..of course, my planned thoughts never go in the manner that i want.Every vacation, i think about something or the other to do before they begin but destiny takes its own course.This time also,its been the same.

One must be wondering why i thought of writing about my school days.Its because, they have been an integral part of my life as, i hope,also yours.Many of you will agree that those were the days when we were quite naive.Knowing nothing about the happenings that surround us today-politics,bombings,terrorism,criticism etc, we were in a world of our own.A world that is difficult to find today.A world that in my thinking, no longer exists. That world has been replaced by a world that is cruel,selfish,self-centered...always trying to pull you down.Sometimes, it feels as if we are here to do things that are decided by someone else.

12 years of schooling has been one of the pillars on which we stand today.It forms the basis that we today are.I had been in the same school right from my Nursery till i completed my 10th.So, the advantage of being in the same school has been the fact that most of my teachers knew me being one of the small boys and of course, good in studies (Khud ki tarif karna acha nahin lagta :P).

Well,even if i try to remember those days, they just do not come up.Only my mum tells me and i listen and try to recall but all in vain.Making friends with everyone, i sometimes wonder if that was a dream.Not that i do not make friends now, but there seems to be some sort of invisible glass that comes up between people now a days.Being in the same school for so many years, we had to change our location 3 times as there was no fixed building and because of this change, my section changed and as well, my friends. The friends with whom i had been friends with for 3-4 years got into some other section and my acquaintance with him/her faded. This was one of the things that i still regret and hoped that it didn't take place.

Losing contact with friends is the worst thing that can happen and at that time, internet was in its nascent stage.Internet has been one of the best things that has happened and thanks to social networking sites, we can know about our old friends.But still, an invisible glass remains and we cannot relate each other.It feels nice that your friends remember you after so many years.And sometimes, it so happens that someone remembers you and you don't or vice-versa and that leads to an awkward situation-a situation that i have been part of many a time.

The image at the top is of my Class 3.This is only photograph that i could find and one of my prized possessions.I remember each ones name but i have contacts with few.

There are many things to write (crushes, teachers etc ) and one blog is not enough and also,i feel exhausted writing such a long thing at 1 in the night. So, the next blog will come up in a short time...till then ASTA LA VISTA,BABY!!!!

The Soingggg Syndrome!!!!

2008-12-10T00:14:00.004+05:30

1 month of winter holidayss!!!! If u tell this to any student irrespective of school or college, he/she will think that someone is selling him/her a dream.A dream that he will cherishhh forever.Away from the books,copies,home tasks,scoldings of teachers, chutkara from attendance and classes and much much more...

But i have been fortunate enough to realise this for the last 4 years of my enginnering life...as i write this blog, this will be my last winter vacation as after that i and my friends will enter a life where getting a chutti will be a rarity (leaving those in the PSU`s-no grudge my frenz).

The main thing about a holiday is that we get to leave all those tension in the back of our minds and only get to do what we like.Chilling and hanging out with one`s close friends (Boyfriends or Girlfriends-whatever u like), going out with your near and dear ones etc etc. And if u have a broadband net connection (just as i have), then u r in a gold mine. Downloading your favourite movies, music and much more, you would think or ask or plead that this should be given in your hostel rooms...even if one has internet facility in his/her room, they are so slow that even a tortoise could go 1km and come back before the page has opened up (by the way we have a decent net connectivity in our hostels :P).

But the main activity in our case is "The Soingg Syndrome". You may have got the idea from the title that its all about sleep, sleep and only sleep. I could have written the sleep syndrome but the "ing" thing is something that i have picked up from one of my frenz whose only work is to sleep(Read between the lines-he he he) and that adds a little bit spice to it.

So, after a week of arriving here, i was thinking what should i do for the rest 20 days that i have left before i again have to face those lectures, assignments and of course the cold out there..The best thing and also the worst thing about winter is winter itself i.e. the cold. And the cold wants you to sleep like a polar bear:: in hibernation till the summer comes and that is xactly what is happening to me..waking up till 2-3 in the night chatting away with my friends and then going into hibernation mode till i am forced to wake up at 11 in the noon by the scoldings of my mum and sis...i am not complaining but this would be the daily routine of almost all of my frenz out there..

But wait there`s more..the soiinngg syndrome doesnt end there..its a syndrome,yaar!! and for me it comes again just as i finish my lunch..more 2-3 hours of sleep and i wake up in the evening trying to analyse what has happened in the day..what have i missed??

So, the syndrome will last till the winter gets over and nothing in this world can cure this...its something that happens to everyone even though he/she may not like this and i, am one of the lucky guys who has got an overdose!!!!!

study tour

2008-02-03T23:26:00.002+05:30

It was a nice chilly friday afternoon and our batch was ready to go on a local study tour to a nearby Diesel Locomotive Shed where the train diesel engines come for maintainance purpose...our institute bus was ready and we reached the bus about half an hour early...

Basking in the warm sun,we waited for our tour guide to come who infact was a assistant professor of our department..we waited and waited but he was no where to be seen..We were happy that our lab got cancelled bcoz of the tour (Lab was that of maity sir and everyone of mechanical dept including those passed out will tell u abt him!!!! :D).....the bus was to leave at 2pm and at 230 he came and started scolding us as we were late...he wanted that the bus should have picked him up from his house which we didnt knew...so after all these events finally we were ready to go....

and it was a nice trip to the shed....blah blah blah...and the rest is history...the point is there are some teachers who understand what the students want as they were also students at some point of time...but there are others who simply have forgotten their roots and think themselves as some kind of a hero...as if we are slaves??

sry the goa story will come after some time as there are many things to write....till then...chill!!!!

Khandadhar

2008-02-01T23:10:00.002+05:30

Those of you who have read my first blog must be wondering why i decided to write something that was absolutely horrific.Well, the reason is that i badly wanted to share this with all.. :D

Leave that topic.This one is about our branch picnic to a place named Khandadhar (Khanda means Sword & Dhar means waterfall)...It was an experience that was quite opposite to the incident mentioned in my previous blog-simply majestic,Mother nature at its grandest self,water gushing down from a height of around 200-300 metres, greenery surrounding the chilly winter day, the sound of wind gushing through the leaves of trees....It was simply out of this world (the fotos say it all!!!)..and to our surprise, medical students of a nearby Medical College also were having picnic at the same spot.

The trip to that place was equally enjoyable.We had to go through some really kachha roads and it took us around 3 hours to reach there.The waterfall was visible from quite some distance.It looked like a white sword and i suppose the name comes from this-Khandadhar.

The water was icy cold and my frenz decided to jump into it..At first, i decided to restrain but after some time even i couldnt help myself from joining them in the icy cold water...and i tell you, the sensation in my legs and hands just went away...i felt completely numb...

We all felt great and mighty relieved by getting away from the hectic and busy time table that we had..kudos to biswa(one of my close friend) who organised the whole trip...

It was gr8 fun..and i hope this bond of friendship remains with us forever...stay tuned!!!bcoz next time, its a trip to the land of sun sand and beaches-Goa!!!

first days of engg. at NIT Rourkela

2008-01-31T19:36:00.002+05:30

One must be wondering, why a guy like me who is in his Pre-final year of engg. at NATIONAL INSTITUTE OF TECHNOLOGY,ROURKELA would write such a topic that most juniors would want to forget......the freshman years and of course the dreaded ragging period...

After being selected for NIT, i had to come for the admission process and this was the first time that i was traveling alone to rourkela. I was equally lucky that i had my best friend studying there (i dropped out for a year) and equally unlucky as i was travelling with him and i came to know my seniors right in the bus itself...so, that was both advantageous and disadvantageous.....advantageous in the sense that i got to know about my seniors and disadvantageous that i became the bakra.....

Then comes the interesting part....As our bus was about to leave Cuttack(thats the place where i stay), it ran over a man...and he died on the spot....problem was that i was given the slot of admission the next day and if i didnt reached there, my admission would have been cancelled...

some of my seniors stayed back but it was a do or die situation for me...so i had to take another bus. i was lucky enough that i managed to get a bus but there was another problem..it did not have any seats.The only seat that was available was that behind the drivers seat and i had to take it as there was no other choice...
so i took the chance and i was shivering the whole night by the wind that was coming into the cabin.i hadnt slept the whole night and was literally praying to reach rourkela as soon as possible.
minutes ticked by and similarly hours and there were goosebumps in my stomach.i also couldnt fone home as didnt have a mobile at that time...

At last i reached rourkela at 630 in the morning and heaved a sigh of relief to see my relative standing at the bus stand to receive me...
So,it was a hell of an experience which i didnt expect to come so soon even before joining rourkela.Guess, u have to expect the unexpected!!!
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