Posts

Showing posts from April, 2010

Life at BITS

Yesterday, i was studying in library (those who have slang on their mouth for me after reading "library", please pull it back, i have below average CGPA), one of my dear senior came and sat in front of me. He was reading a fiction by Satyajeet Ray. He appreciated me for studying and gave some guru-gyan like be 10 pointer in first 4 semester and then there enjoy CDC (CDC stands for Compulsory Disciplinary Courses which generally comes in third and fourth year and these years are horrible with numerous labs and 40-45 hrs class per week). Listening that i started counting my Test1 and Test2 marks and then i understood the meaning of "LIGHT LE". He then told that he has enjoyed all his years of stay in BITS and revealed his future planning. His planning was that after finishing that book (only 10 pages were remaining), he would seriously start preparing for compre (compre stand for end semester exams). He promised that this will be the last book of this semester. He …

height of despogiri-ii

Scene: shahi darbar (our college restaurant).
Someday back i saw Tom (to know about TOM,refer HEIGHT OF DESPOGIRI) dining with a girl. Usually Tom has a big laugh, with clapping hands at every second moment. He is careless and in other words 'POORA MAST'. But while dining with the girl, he was calm and acting like a mature and responsible fellow (like an insurance agent). He first ordered masala dosa and lastly changed it to noodles(he later informed that dosa is hard to eat with fork than noodles). While eating he took a little of it at a time and folded it in fork until he was assured that it won't fall during its flight to the mouth. And after each bite he used handkerchief to be sure that after so much effort, may be tomato ketchup marred his face. In between girl has moved from choupsey to butter scotch and tom was half way out.
So far so good. Unfortunately, i with our crazy friend faghav went for dinner. He is also a known tharki.

faghav(to me): arey, tom ki toh lo…

One of My Birthday...

Every time, i see someone's birthday being celebrated in hostel (ideal moment to settle the score with the birtday boy), i remember the most fantastic, touching, loving birthday of mine. Every adjective will look small for describing that birthday. I have done my 11th, 12th from bokaro, away from home, and from those who loved me most in this earth.

I reached there seven days before my birthday. Right from 11:30 pm on the eve of my birthday, i was very upset and was weeping in installments and that too secretly ( under the pillow, in bathroom). Secretly because i was sharing my room with 4 friends, (and it will be insult for a boy to cry). None of my friends wished me and i vowed not to tell them. Whenever you are under the action of stress hormones, you do such rubbish acts. My birthday was going silently, and this silence was killing me. I was missing my birthday party at home.

At evening one of my friend came running and said our other friends are in fight with some friends …

height of despogiri

Well, now a cool, stupid story.

Venue: My thermodynamics class

 Lecturer bombing us with his boring lecture. I with my full concentration trying to get his point . My good friend sitting beside me ( Man, he is damn smart, intelligent and too sexy, I will call him Tom Cruise here onwards.. It is an attempt in vain to reduce my part of his anger after he reads this article), in attempt to dodge the sleep was looking here and there in order to pass the odd 50 minutes. Suddenly door opened, and a good looking (for reader: if you are from commerce college, she was average, if you are from arts college, she was the last one you wish to see), girl entered and sits beside my friend,. Suddenly Tom got attentive (for sure it was not the impact of teacher because he was continuing his same, laws of thermodynamics). Lecturer gave a question to class, question was easy , it was based on formulae he has just taught, so I made that.

Girl (to tom): err…. Have you done this problem? I was Late in cl…