Sunday, February 28, 2010

TRYST WITH IIT KHARAGPUR

Its true that life becomes complicated and tougher as you grow older.The atrocities never stop
and challenges never end.
Having fun amidst all these frustrating inputs of life is what describes an IITian. After all, LIFE is 'Living In Full Enthusiasm'.

After a tiring day, which also includes
walking to the mess 100 odd metres from the room to fetch water at night,
I retire, hoping to get a 'sound' and a peaceful 'sleep'.
I do get 'sleep', but it is full of 'sounds' !!!..sounds of trains and engines whose drivers
very mercilessly want to make their
presence felt in the dead of the night..sounds of cats not made by cats but by my wingies(wingmates) who get sadistic pleasure by waking everybody up..!!!..and sounds of insects , irritating as ever..!!!

Getting up early in the morning is also a big challenge and a confusing decision ..!!! You never
want to leave your bed when you know whats waiting for you 500 metres away from your room in the lecture halls..!!! And you know that there is no point in waking up when the thing that you will do there is the same that you are doing in your room right now!!! ;););)
Mustering all my strength i get up at 7:20 to find my roomie (roommate) snoring loudly...

lured by the pillows, I drop dead again..!!!
DAMN..!!! Horrified at seeing the time a little later, i rush things up..the morning chores is a hushed up affair.Gulping the morning tea and swallowing the bread in one go, i rush to the cycle stand and push off..

Well,the cycling part is amazing..literally..the best time of the day.. With the wind whistling in my ears, I cycle through the lush green and beautiful campus of mine..past the main building, standing tall, handsome and making me proud of being a part of this brand !!!

The lectures are damn boring ..no surprises..!!! The prime reason we all go to attend them is for the fear of being deregistered in that course if our attendance falls short.. .Although we have found out a solution to this problem also..PROXY !!!! Giving proxy was never easier.We are just asked to tick in front of our names..Till now, I havn't opened my account of ticking, even when i have been present in class . I OWE THIS TO YOU MY FRIENDS !!!! :):):)

The afternoon lectures are more of a torture(although the morning ones aren't less too) . The most boring sessions have been handpicked for the afternoons . Sitting on the chair with one hand giving rest to our forehead and the other holding a pen, is a good way of sleeping in class...!!!!! Thursdays are good, surprisingly, when we sit in the chilling pc labs doing c programming. FRIDAYS..huh!!!!leave it..I don't want to spoil my mood thinking of ed (engineering drawing)!!!

The advent of evening brings excitement and happiness on everybody's face.. Thats the time for the Hostel Life to begin !!!..Be it devouring on the delicious dishes served as snacks in the mess or playing cricket, football in the hostel grounds or going to the computer centre and stealthily doing 'facebook' there or playing loud thumping music in our rooms or just chatting and taking out our frustrations or even making fun of maggus (those who cram and worship rote learning) ,the evening hours just rockkk..Be it shouting and cheering in the common room during a cricket match or hiding in the bathroom when seniors come calling for some stupid work, life is a total extravaganza...Having nightouts for playing table tennis :):) (or studying :(:( for exams and doing tutorials)...eating maggi at two in the night or getting drenched in sweat during a powercut or just downloading songs and movies from DC++(which has nearly 400 terrabytes of data) makes us enjoy each and every minute of life !!!!!

Life as a whole is hectic but when you are confined in a big, 2100 acre campus in a small town far away from the vibrant city life, you start enjoying it..Its a LOVE HATE relationship..A bonding which becomes invisibly visible when you go far away from that place...!!!!

"YOU CAN TAKE AN IITIAN OUT OF KGP BUT NOT KGP OUT OF AN IITIAN"


Uncomfortably Numb - Vibhav Zutshi

Thoughts go blurred...
Good memories get scarred...

The grip is losing...
Happiness fading...

I am lonely,I've left everybody..
The hands which comforted once are now pushing me...

Relinquished,
As I surrender to power...to glory...
Everywhere a turmoil.....
Chaotic fear engulfs my body...Around me it coils....

The darkness is blinding...
The Silence is deafening...

I'm drowning ... in my own ocean of aspirations...
They push me further .. into the never ending trepidation...
And say , this is your salvation...
I,well,am lost in speculation...
All I want is introspection.....
quietness...wellness....