Adolescence brings a lot of questions to our mind. These are the days of exploration and navigation into uncharted territories to look for their answers.
These questions mostly are all about X. Finding your one in the opposite seX. Educating ourselves about afore mentioned X while watching and sharing the visual strips or 2X and 3X . Currently, after holding jobs we are worried about taX :)
But let me tell you about our experiences in Naini with the multiples of X ..2X ,3X and for some these extended to many higher versions of X also. :-p
Naini Hostel Mess had an Gigantic empty hall. At one end we had a TT table and at the nook of the other end we had a TV. Only DD1n2 was aired on it and it reminded us of childhood days when we didnt have cable TV. Now, in Initial days of Naini we wanted to exercise our freedom and wanted to experience the area which was ofcourse taboo till we were staying at our homes before college life. The only source before college to this world was magazines or the infamous site Desibaba. So ,what we did was that we rented one of the 3X BP or BF (as we used to refer it earlier) CD and also rented along with it a CD player to watch it. Plugged into the TV this was the first broadcasted X-rated program for us when we didnt have to fear our parents. There was pin-drop silence for the whole affair. If you guys might have watched the movie Matrabhumi, the scene was exactly like the one in the movie where all the men of the village bring a old X-rated tape and previaled the whole time.
Now thinking about that day, it seems very funny to have had such public viewing of a 3X. But that was not the end to such public viewings. Such huge viewership was thought to be baneful for our freedom at Naina as we feared the gaurds may complain about the incident. We instead of having the 'SABHA' at the hostel mess took out the TV to one of our batchmates hostel cell. This was Mr. Sonu beta's room. A group of 5-6 of us would watch Mr.Sudheer Reddy's awesome collection of 2X n 3X discs in his room. We often found the 2X much interesting than 3X because of the intruiging and engaging storylines they had :-p
Somehow seniors also got to know which room served the broadcast station for the X-Visual info :) still dont know who that traitor was who traded this info. Anyways, soon this public viewing turned to private viewings after lot of us bought our own PCs and had a lot more DATA at our disposals.
Then came the days when one guy in particular made the X-education so easy for others. Don't want to brag about it but it was me. hehe... During our first Diwali break my friends at home studying in other colleges had compiled an awesome collection of awesome X videos. It was 20GB of awesomeness. It was like a soothing breeze for the many tired minds in the evening after sweating under the harsh climate of NSC. Later on, the database grew ofcourse with the help of seniors's datbase at Jhalwa the JANTA soon became more X-educated.
Another event for this education was organized by us in my hostel room. I was the most educating and thought provoking talks of all time . An amazing collection of intellectuals gathered in our room to have the X-talk. With the help of Mr. Aikansh's HD-camcorder with 100000x optical zoom we shot an amazing conversation which would even surpass the famous American debates during their President's election . Special guests would debate were DJ-my roommate, Siddhu Munot and Nari. And it was an honour for me to host such an interesting discussion. During the course of this event we had many personalities like our PM- Mr. VP Singh , Sudhanshu Chawla and Jacob gracing the mic with their inputs.
It was a unique talkshow with Nari in a very special attire. The show started with DJ talking about Indian culture in 'shudh hindi' and the his points over how the x-education was given in the earlier days and cited very interesting example of Khajuraho , Ajanata and ellora caves and famous indian GRANTHs. Nari on the other hand srarting talking about the Western influence on the current indian culture and his perspective on this being a NRI. Then there were some personal questions asked to Siddhu Munot and some queries which he very skillfully and candidly replied to. Soon the Audience also got invlolved. Many questions were asked by Bhau , Sonu Beta and others. Few got embarrassed and also left in between the show.
But some 30 odd guys that day in our room had the most amazing X-educating talk ever and will never forget it. The videotape was digitized and resided in the hard-disks of few of our batch-mates. But soon because of the fear of being caught with evidence of such activities at hostel this videotape was destroyed. But I think a copy of this videotape still lies with someone. Please ping me incase anyone of you have it :)
Finally, I wanted to talk about the incident BHAI'S computer caught while deleting X-data from his recycle bin by the college authorities :) but that was in Jhalwa and would appear in my memoirs of Jhalwa.
X will always be there and will continue to remain the most important thing in the lives of boys.
Signing off...Vanam
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Friday, August 14, 2009
Golden Days in Allahabad- Part IV- Naini Doctor
I got a few comments on my earlier blogs about our Doctor at Naini. So, we would take a small detour from our original plot and remember a very enigmatic character--the 'Dacter Saab' of Naini.I bet only a handful of you could recollect his name today. But he was a character who had influence on almost everyone of us.
Two days every week a man in his late 30s would enter our hostel in the evening in his creamish coloured maruti 800. A separate room was arranged for him and he was the one who claimed to have answers for our health problems. Gaurds would immediately yell at top of their voice on his arrival ' Bhaiya ...Dacter saab aaye hain..jinko apna dikhana ho dikha lijiye'.
A small line would form immediately upon the announcement outside his room. Guys were ready for 'Apna dikhane ke liye'. You would greet the doctor and enter the room and find a small chair to sit on and a table in front of you across which the doctor used to sit on his confortable adjustable chair.
First look at the doctor and you are convinced 'Saala BC.. yeh to Farzi degree wala Doctor lag raha hain'. The doctor never dissapointed you and your assumptions always proved to be right.For all the diseases in the world he had in his special lab prepared a common medicine. Go with cough, cold or fever or even heart attack he would still give this same medicine to all as a cure.
I often found this guy had a striking resemblance to our statistics teacher Mr.P.K Chaturvedi. I thought he was some kind of vigilante -Teacher in the morning,doctor inthe evening and crime fighter at night. Imagine him wearing a costume of say spiderman or say batman. A batman with moustache..hehe. Oh I got lost there. I remember a story about this guy and my dear friend Neerav.
One fine day Neerav started coughing. Suspecting viral he went to Dacter saab for help. Dacter saab showed some glimpses of his non-heterosexual nature (didnt want to write the exact term). He asked Neerav to remove his clothes..(sorry exaggerated too much there..just was asked to remove his shirt). And started to monitor Neerav's tummy and the nearby region :) . Startled Neerav said 'Dacter saab khansi ho rahi' and thought to himself ' yeh doctor saala kar kya raha hain.. dard ho raha hain chaati mein aur stethoscope lagaya hain pet pe???? ' . After careful examination Dacter saab tells neerav that he may have serious illness and maybe even have infection in his chest. He told Neerav TB could be a possibility and he has to immediately take X-rays of his chest from Nazareth . I don't know if his real intention was to take x-rays or was to take photographs of neerav's torso. Anyway, Neerav didnt understand Dacter saabs real intentions and scared as hell came back to us. Dacter saab was successful in brainwashing Neerav and he was convinced something was wrong with him and asked almost everyone in the hostel if he could have TB. After a day Neerav found out it was just common cold causing it and finally he was relieved.
There are many more such stories about the enigma-our 'dacter saab' But I need to have my dinner o. So c ya and wait for my next post if you continue to find my posts intersting.
Thank you for reading :) bfn
Two days every week a man in his late 30s would enter our hostel in the evening in his creamish coloured maruti 800. A separate room was arranged for him and he was the one who claimed to have answers for our health problems. Gaurds would immediately yell at top of their voice on his arrival ' Bhaiya ...Dacter saab aaye hain..jinko apna dikhana ho dikha lijiye'.
A small line would form immediately upon the announcement outside his room. Guys were ready for 'Apna dikhane ke liye'. You would greet the doctor and enter the room and find a small chair to sit on and a table in front of you across which the doctor used to sit on his confortable adjustable chair.
First look at the doctor and you are convinced 'Saala BC.. yeh to Farzi degree wala Doctor lag raha hain'. The doctor never dissapointed you and your assumptions always proved to be right.For all the diseases in the world he had in his special lab prepared a common medicine. Go with cough, cold or fever or even heart attack he would still give this same medicine to all as a cure.
I often found this guy had a striking resemblance to our statistics teacher Mr.P.K Chaturvedi. I thought he was some kind of vigilante -Teacher in the morning,doctor inthe evening and crime fighter at night. Imagine him wearing a costume of say spiderman or say batman. A batman with moustache..hehe. Oh I got lost there. I remember a story about this guy and my dear friend Neerav.
One fine day Neerav started coughing. Suspecting viral he went to Dacter saab for help. Dacter saab showed some glimpses of his non-heterosexual nature (didnt want to write the exact term). He asked Neerav to remove his clothes..(sorry exaggerated too much there..just was asked to remove his shirt). And started to monitor Neerav's tummy and the nearby region :) . Startled Neerav said 'Dacter saab khansi ho rahi' and thought to himself ' yeh doctor saala kar kya raha hain.. dard ho raha hain chaati mein aur stethoscope lagaya hain pet pe???? ' . After careful examination Dacter saab tells neerav that he may have serious illness and maybe even have infection in his chest. He told Neerav TB could be a possibility and he has to immediately take X-rays of his chest from Nazareth . I don't know if his real intention was to take x-rays or was to take photographs of neerav's torso. Anyway, Neerav didnt understand Dacter saabs real intentions and scared as hell came back to us. Dacter saab was successful in brainwashing Neerav and he was convinced something was wrong with him and asked almost everyone in the hostel if he could have TB. After a day Neerav found out it was just common cold causing it and finally he was relieved.
There are many more such stories about the enigma-our 'dacter saab' But I need to have my dinner o. So c ya and wait for my next post if you continue to find my posts intersting.
Thank you for reading :) bfn
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Golden days in Allahabad part-III The fun continues
So, where were we? We had returned to our barracks in the evening and were again energized within 1 hr. Now, that outburst of energy was too much to handle for some guys. So, these predators would go out on a hunt for the poor innocent and feeble ones. Now you must be thinking..what hunt?..what predators? what the hell he is talking about? ..some of you might have already guessed it right..Yes, these were the days when the weak were molested by one of their own :) Gang r*pes were pretty common. And lot of 'wood' was satisfied and lot of the 'wood' was destroyed in the process. Dirty minds..I was talking about the wooden cots :-p . The cots turned parabolic and few of them broken. Those cots were amazing and could endure a ton of weight. To be very clear on this matter, I was never involved in such activities but surely was a silent viewer ...hehe
Then this was the time for group-ism and also racism. Many groups were formed. I would list down a few significant of those
Lakshya group
Yuva
ACC group
CC group
Shetty gang
HANDS
Nithalla group
These groups were for just name sake and had no ideologies nor did they do anything significant.
Racism was also at peak with AP group and guys from north . Our foolishness died slowly and by the time we left college we knew that was a waste of time.
Now, I forgot to introduce a great figure at our Naini hostel. Out of the many Shuklas this one was the most significant. He was the owner of our Naini canteen. His speciality-MAGGI. He knew the art of splitting one maagi into 3. By the time the plate of maggi reached your hands you could see flies getting attracted to the mughal delicacy . Oh it was pretty site..few strands of maggi floating in a sea of boiling brown coloured liquid and few onions spread here and there to enhace its beauty. Then there was Mishraji who would also cook and a boy Anil who would serve us. Anil by the way was the successor of Shuklaji and like Amitabh Bachan in Agneepath would overtake the whole world of maggi and Naini canteen and would eventually enslave Shuklaji to work for him.
Anyway, we would tryto lessen our hunger and start sharing stories till we finally reached mess for dinner. The food just awesome there. I would think entering the mess ..if only I had 2 more hands. It would have helped me take an extra plate of food and would have thrown it in the faces of those SOBs--the mess workers. The dinner comprised of uncooked dal, dry chapatis , unknown sabji, sour curd, dirt from mess workers, special smell mixed into it coming from the filthy mess workers and again some earthworms . After cursing the mess workers I would return to my room to complete my dinner. And there were many more already present in my room to share some of the daily news.
After Dinner time, we would spread some rumours, tried to listen to some, judged others, cursed Allahabad and then finally would sleep. Some nights were very interesting when we tried our hands at the Ouja board and would try to call spirits. Often it would end by someone disturbing the coin and trying to fool others. No one was ever successful at that. Then there were the famous loud speakers.. the gaurd who would shout at top of their voices...'Bhaiya phone hain aapka'. We talked to our parents on the sole STD phone in Naina. Those days mobiles were not that popular and Reliance had just launched the mobile which Sehwag's mother used.
The guards fully exploited us and would often try to scare us. But finally we got to know what could keep them in control. A CD at 12 in the night for them was enough to keep them shut. Now the related stories for what was present in those CDs will be the continuation story for my next blog on this.
Bfn .. wait for part-IV of the Naini days series.
Then this was the time for group-ism and also racism. Many groups were formed. I would list down a few significant of those
Lakshya group
Yuva
ACC group
CC group
Shetty gang
HANDS
Nithalla group
These groups were for just name sake and had no ideologies nor did they do anything significant.
Racism was also at peak with AP group and guys from north . Our foolishness died slowly and by the time we left college we knew that was a waste of time.
Now, I forgot to introduce a great figure at our Naini hostel. Out of the many Shuklas this one was the most significant. He was the owner of our Naini canteen. His speciality-MAGGI. He knew the art of splitting one maagi into 3. By the time the plate of maggi reached your hands you could see flies getting attracted to the mughal delicacy . Oh it was pretty site..few strands of maggi floating in a sea of boiling brown coloured liquid and few onions spread here and there to enhace its beauty. Then there was Mishraji who would also cook and a boy Anil who would serve us. Anil by the way was the successor of Shuklaji and like Amitabh Bachan in Agneepath would overtake the whole world of maggi and Naini canteen and would eventually enslave Shuklaji to work for him.
Anyway, we would tryto lessen our hunger and start sharing stories till we finally reached mess for dinner. The food just awesome there. I would think entering the mess ..if only I had 2 more hands. It would have helped me take an extra plate of food and would have thrown it in the faces of those SOBs--the mess workers. The dinner comprised of uncooked dal, dry chapatis , unknown sabji, sour curd, dirt from mess workers, special smell mixed into it coming from the filthy mess workers and again some earthworms . After cursing the mess workers I would return to my room to complete my dinner. And there were many more already present in my room to share some of the daily news.
After Dinner time, we would spread some rumours, tried to listen to some, judged others, cursed Allahabad and then finally would sleep. Some nights were very interesting when we tried our hands at the Ouja board and would try to call spirits. Often it would end by someone disturbing the coin and trying to fool others. No one was ever successful at that. Then there were the famous loud speakers.. the gaurd who would shout at top of their voices...'Bhaiya phone hain aapka'. We talked to our parents on the sole STD phone in Naina. Those days mobiles were not that popular and Reliance had just launched the mobile which Sehwag's mother used.
The guards fully exploited us and would often try to scare us. But finally we got to know what could keep them in control. A CD at 12 in the night for them was enough to keep them shut. Now the related stories for what was present in those CDs will be the continuation story for my next blog on this.
Bfn .. wait for part-IV of the Naini days series.
Golden days in Allahabad -Part II - The Naini Days and our routine
Hmm. how should I start this? Let me begin by saying that our first ride to Naini in Arun's bus was the longest ever bus ride. The anticipation of how our hostel would look like was so much that the journey from Jhalwa to Naini seemed to me like traveling from Kanyakumari to Delhi.
We reached Naini and we could see that the so called ' hostel' actually resembled a Jail. The irony to this was that fact that we never enjoyed and will never enjoy our freedom as much as we did there. After fews days at Naini and making lot of friends there this is what a normal day at Naini looked like. Just try to compare this to with what we currently do.
Early morning at 7 am , the fresh smell of the chemical factory enters ours nostrils :) Few wake up and rest are woken up by the sound of the metal pavement on 1st floor(most of the sound was made by Bhau :-p ) .
8am is the time when the first bus will leave for NSC. A long queue outside each of the bathroom and restroom.
Few guys are seen strolling with chai n biscut in their hands and are already dressed up and ready. To this date I don't know how they managed to do that..be ready by 7:30
Another bunch of late 'latifs' were seen just outside the washbasin with oodles of toothpaste in their mouth.
For few guys like me, bathing each day was a luxury which we tried to avoid. So, wetting out hair and washing our hands and legs was enough for us. And within 15 mins we were shining as black shoes polished with cherry blossom and our teeth as white as ebony. Pun is intended in each and every word I say here.
Arun Bhaiya sends out a horn from his bus. This triggers the guards to start yelling ' Bhaiya bus nikal rahi hian...Jo log haastel mein rukenge unka naam likha jayega'. Subi's bus started a little late at 8:15am. So, at 8 we would enter the mess and would see every leaving from the exit and on the other side could see the dirty and smelly mess workers frying 'paranthas' in huge aluminum crock-pots. After attempting to eat atleast one of those delicious beauties, we would give up on it and enter the congested buses.
I would usually somehow get into Subi bhaiya's bus. Half of the Janta slept in the bus and the rest of them would be making noise and few of us would be cursing the mess-walas and had their hand on their stomach. Still, I would enjoy the fresh breeze while crossing the Naini bridge.
By the time we reached college , the feeling was like 'frodo reaching the mountains of Mordor after so many hardships'.
Now,we had two sections..Section A and Section B. I will be biased here (as I belonged to Section A) . The hard working students and the less noisy ones were in Section A. The toppers filled the front benches and provided us ' the back bencher' as perfect wall to hide ourselves and sleep without disturbing others in VP sir's class. He was a wonderful man and would understand our need for a good nap.
Section B on the other hand were a bunch of noisy brats. All the girls were slotted in that section and were noisier than the boys. They were lucky and didn't have to attend much classes. And we would see each other (referring here sec A n B) sometimes in 'The Library'. All of us would rush to the AC in one of the corners to get some cool air. This AC was special and cooled air just to distance of 1/2 feet and few of us would have their hands in the vents.
Coming back to the library. It was like the library at the Vatican. Only a few privileged were allowed to read a books from those tightly secured and locked racks. The relevant books would be taken by the active ones at the very start of the semester and the lazy and dumb guys like us would be looking for a book to be returned there for the entire semester.
Ah I forgot about our 'costumes'-the dress code. Man.. I must tell you those were the best things we ever wore. For boys the dress code was white shirt, pleated black pants with a 3rd button on shirt being red in colour. We wore white canvas shoes and had black laces. And we would carry them off proudly as if we were wearing military uniforms. Some of us had their heads shaven off and I sure looked like Vijay raaz from the movie 'RUN'.
Girls on the other hand had to wear some green and blue salwaar kameez with two chotis and would look like cartoon characters. hehe They would laugh seeing us and we would return the favour.
Now coming back to our routine. 1 clock..time for lunch. Initial days we would try to eat the horrible food. Initial days seniors would be coming to NSC for PDP (personality development programme ) during lunch time. And we juniors we scared of them and it would remind me of a common scene from films of 80s where all the jail inmates are in a queue ready for their meals and some 'jaggu dada' come and eats their food and rags them.
In our later days at NSC we would skips lunch and roam in Katra--the famous allahabad market or Civil lines- The Hang-out place in Allahabad. And we would do so wearing our funny costumes and we didnt care.
We would reach NSC after some time having our lunch and would try to be awake during next few classes and finally at 6pm would leave NSC in Subi's bus. Arun's bus would wait for the few who wanted to explore beautiful cow-crap smelling katra market. Now around 100 odd boys filled up Subi's bus and we would enjoy our return to our den-Naini. We surely felt like lions there. The bus journey used to be awesome with everyone cracking up jokes and we kept on singing and we would yell.. 'Bachha ooo bacha ooo' while crossing the naini bridge.
The time we reached Naini we were all tired and exhausted. Before stopping we would ask subi to do a final circus trick . And subi schumacher would do a complete circle with his bus on the Naini field. Then again 4(monaco) biscuts or 2(parle G) biscuts and chai awaited us at the enterance of the hostel mess. I would again curse the filthy mess-wallas. We would have our share and would retire to our rooms.
Within 1 hr or so we would again charge up and start enjoying our freedom.
This blog seems to be going very long. I will continue this in Part-III of this blog. And don't think I forgots the shukla's , the gaurds and the doctor. More on our golden days is yet to come.
We reached Naini and we could see that the so called ' hostel' actually resembled a Jail. The irony to this was that fact that we never enjoyed and will never enjoy our freedom as much as we did there. After fews days at Naini and making lot of friends there this is what a normal day at Naini looked like. Just try to compare this to with what we currently do.
Early morning at 7 am , the fresh smell of the chemical factory enters ours nostrils :) Few wake up and rest are woken up by the sound of the metal pavement on 1st floor(most of the sound was made by Bhau :-p ) .
8am is the time when the first bus will leave for NSC. A long queue outside each of the bathroom and restroom.
Few guys are seen strolling with chai n biscut in their hands and are already dressed up and ready. To this date I don't know how they managed to do that..be ready by 7:30
Another bunch of late 'latifs' were seen just outside the washbasin with oodles of toothpaste in their mouth.
For few guys like me, bathing each day was a luxury which we tried to avoid. So, wetting out hair and washing our hands and legs was enough for us. And within 15 mins we were shining as black shoes polished with cherry blossom and our teeth as white as ebony. Pun is intended in each and every word I say here.
Arun Bhaiya sends out a horn from his bus. This triggers the guards to start yelling ' Bhaiya bus nikal rahi hian...Jo log haastel mein rukenge unka naam likha jayega'. Subi's bus started a little late at 8:15am. So, at 8 we would enter the mess and would see every leaving from the exit and on the other side could see the dirty and smelly mess workers frying 'paranthas' in huge aluminum crock-pots. After attempting to eat atleast one of those delicious beauties, we would give up on it and enter the congested buses.
I would usually somehow get into Subi bhaiya's bus. Half of the Janta slept in the bus and the rest of them would be making noise and few of us would be cursing the mess-walas and had their hand on their stomach. Still, I would enjoy the fresh breeze while crossing the Naini bridge.
By the time we reached college , the feeling was like 'frodo reaching the mountains of Mordor after so many hardships'.
Now,we had two sections..Section A and Section B. I will be biased here (as I belonged to Section A) . The hard working students and the less noisy ones were in Section A. The toppers filled the front benches and provided us ' the back bencher' as perfect wall to hide ourselves and sleep without disturbing others in VP sir's class. He was a wonderful man and would understand our need for a good nap.
Section B on the other hand were a bunch of noisy brats. All the girls were slotted in that section and were noisier than the boys. They were lucky and didn't have to attend much classes. And we would see each other (referring here sec A n B) sometimes in 'The Library'. All of us would rush to the AC in one of the corners to get some cool air. This AC was special and cooled air just to distance of 1/2 feet and few of us would have their hands in the vents.
Coming back to the library. It was like the library at the Vatican. Only a few privileged were allowed to read a books from those tightly secured and locked racks. The relevant books would be taken by the active ones at the very start of the semester and the lazy and dumb guys like us would be looking for a book to be returned there for the entire semester.
Ah I forgot about our 'costumes'-the dress code. Man.. I must tell you those were the best things we ever wore. For boys the dress code was white shirt, pleated black pants with a 3rd button on shirt being red in colour. We wore white canvas shoes and had black laces. And we would carry them off proudly as if we were wearing military uniforms. Some of us had their heads shaven off and I sure looked like Vijay raaz from the movie 'RUN'.
Girls on the other hand had to wear some green and blue salwaar kameez with two chotis and would look like cartoon characters. hehe They would laugh seeing us and we would return the favour.
Now coming back to our routine. 1 clock..time for lunch. Initial days we would try to eat the horrible food. Initial days seniors would be coming to NSC for PDP (personality development programme ) during lunch time. And we juniors we scared of them and it would remind me of a common scene from films of 80s where all the jail inmates are in a queue ready for their meals and some 'jaggu dada' come and eats their food and rags them.
In our later days at NSC we would skips lunch and roam in Katra--the famous allahabad market or Civil lines- The Hang-out place in Allahabad. And we would do so wearing our funny costumes and we didnt care.
We would reach NSC after some time having our lunch and would try to be awake during next few classes and finally at 6pm would leave NSC in Subi's bus. Arun's bus would wait for the few who wanted to explore beautiful cow-crap smelling katra market. Now around 100 odd boys filled up Subi's bus and we would enjoy our return to our den-Naini. We surely felt like lions there. The bus journey used to be awesome with everyone cracking up jokes and we kept on singing and we would yell.. 'Bachha ooo bacha ooo' while crossing the naini bridge.
The time we reached Naini we were all tired and exhausted. Before stopping we would ask subi to do a final circus trick . And subi schumacher would do a complete circle with his bus on the Naini field. Then again 4(monaco) biscuts or 2(parle G) biscuts and chai awaited us at the enterance of the hostel mess. I would again curse the filthy mess-wallas. We would have our share and would retire to our rooms.
Within 1 hr or so we would again charge up and start enjoying our freedom.
This blog seems to be going very long. I will continue this in Part-III of this blog. And don't think I forgots the shukla's , the gaurds and the doctor. More on our golden days is yet to come.
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Golden days in Allahabad- Part I- The prelude
Great response to my earlier posts has prompted me to write something about our days in Allahabad.
To be honest, I thought I would forget Allahabad very easily and I was really happy to leave it. Far from it, I can still remember each and every day from my first year at Naini and its as fresh as a daisy in early morning and as clear as the beautiful sky in a cloudless night.
All the anguish and sufferings are gone now. I just remember them as memories of our golden days. Man.. I still can't believe that we have completed one year of our corporate life. And what's even more astonishing is that I can still say 'yaar ..mujhe kuch nahi aata aur maine kuch nahi seekha'.
Let me first describe my current life and I bet I can complete it in just 2 lines. But, let me try to stretch it a bit to make it sound a bit eventful. And I can alos say 90% of you miserable creatures would be as miserable as I am.
Early morning(for me early is 10 am) I wake up...xxxxx no, I don't wake up. Let me start this again.
Early morning (9am) my alarm ring on my mobile. Very religously I put it on snooze. It rings again after 10mins and again in a periodic fashion I keep on switching it to snooze mode. Then after few tries my mobile says 'go to hell..you asshole.. MC BC..I will not ring again'. Anyhow, I wake up at 10am, spend 30 mins with my laptop without stressing my muscles and still covered with my blanket. Then the thought hits me that I am employed and have to go to office. So, I finish my daily chores and waste a lot of time in between by reading news paper. The strange thing is that I could read 1 week old newspaper and still wont notice it unless I check the date on it . I get the sane 4 things on my news paper each day a)swine flu b)make kannada manadatory medium of teaching c)metro work delayed d)Indian faces racial abuse abroad .
Anyway, somehow I manage to leave my house by 11:30 and then reach office at 12,read my mails ,respond to some and as time flies by its lunch time, I have my lunch by 2 and back to work and then by 5 again snacks time and then after half hour return to work. Again some work, some googling, some browsing of news sites and its 8:30 , leave for home, have my dinner, talk on phone , again watch some videos on youtube and its 2 and its time to sleep.
Now something about weekends...on friday night I sometimes go for a movie(rest of you assholes must be boozing). Saturday morning .. there's no morning. I wake up at 1 pm. eat lunch..sleep..wake up..have dinner..sleep..it's sunday..again wake up..have lunch..sleep..have dinner..sleep.
That's pathetic and lame. Even reading it is pathetic. I don't want to write about my cool college days along with this story of my current pathetic life.
Read Golden days in Allahabad- Part II. I promise it wont be boring as this one :)
bfn
To be honest, I thought I would forget Allahabad very easily and I was really happy to leave it. Far from it, I can still remember each and every day from my first year at Naini and its as fresh as a daisy in early morning and as clear as the beautiful sky in a cloudless night.
All the anguish and sufferings are gone now. I just remember them as memories of our golden days. Man.. I still can't believe that we have completed one year of our corporate life. And what's even more astonishing is that I can still say 'yaar ..mujhe kuch nahi aata aur maine kuch nahi seekha'.
Let me first describe my current life and I bet I can complete it in just 2 lines. But, let me try to stretch it a bit to make it sound a bit eventful. And I can alos say 90% of you miserable creatures would be as miserable as I am.
Early morning(for me early is 10 am) I wake up...xxxxx no, I don't wake up. Let me start this again.
Early morning (9am) my alarm ring on my mobile. Very religously I put it on snooze. It rings again after 10mins and again in a periodic fashion I keep on switching it to snooze mode. Then after few tries my mobile says 'go to hell..you asshole.. MC BC..I will not ring again'. Anyhow, I wake up at 10am, spend 30 mins with my laptop without stressing my muscles and still covered with my blanket. Then the thought hits me that I am employed and have to go to office. So, I finish my daily chores and waste a lot of time in between by reading news paper. The strange thing is that I could read 1 week old newspaper and still wont notice it unless I check the date on it . I get the sane 4 things on my news paper each day a)swine flu b)make kannada manadatory medium of teaching c)metro work delayed d)Indian faces racial abuse abroad .
Anyway, somehow I manage to leave my house by 11:30 and then reach office at 12,read my mails ,respond to some and as time flies by its lunch time, I have my lunch by 2 and back to work and then by 5 again snacks time and then after half hour return to work. Again some work, some googling, some browsing of news sites and its 8:30 , leave for home, have my dinner, talk on phone , again watch some videos on youtube and its 2 and its time to sleep.
Now something about weekends...on friday night I sometimes go for a movie(rest of you assholes must be boozing). Saturday morning .. there's no morning. I wake up at 1 pm. eat lunch..sleep..wake up..have dinner..sleep..it's sunday..again wake up..have lunch..sleep..have dinner..sleep.
That's pathetic and lame. Even reading it is pathetic. I don't want to write about my cool college days along with this story of my current pathetic life.
Read Golden days in Allahabad- Part II. I promise it wont be boring as this one :)
bfn
Saturday, August 8, 2009
One thing I would remember them for
- 35's experience of 35 years.
- siddhu's excuses n chai
- Baba talking gibberish
- Jhau's alarm clock
- Tarun's famous laughing sequence
- Puneet's famous dialogue ' kaheka king be.. main to pyada bhi nahi hu'
- Parag's famous walk
- Mambo's resemblance to Bandhari
- Lakshya group's army pants
- Sota's sleeping posture
- Pushpit's optical leakage
- Shubham's hair style
- Neerav - the moon walker's ultra white teeth
- DJ's comments
- Sudhanshu's surveys
- Hunny's cunning smile
- Sujeet's all round performances from dancing to singing 'kyu chalti hain pawan'
- Manna's ability to make bhau and Mr.L fight
- Bhau's love for p****
- Vanam's 20 gb
- Chakka bhai's computer
- Nitin pandey's Maruti car
- Shukla's maggi
- Sonu beta's sobbing
- Nari's bhojpuri
- Dhyani's drama after having alcohol-'mujhe to kabhi chadhti hi nahi hai'
- Pandit's drama after drinking 'dhyani tu to mera best friend hain aur behera tu second best friend'
- JD's musical talent
- Chuttu's dhoom shirt
- Pankaj Trivedi's ghoda chaap hasi
- Pathak's study notes
- Supriya's phattes
- Dove's skills in CS
- HND's food
- Punjabi restaurant's whole family including mintoo beta,uncle ji n aunty
- Tripathi's paranthe
- Rastogi's scooter
- Pratap's bike-enticer
- Chaitu's hindi slangs
- Ram Rakesh's singing skills
- Ratnesh pandey's Audio n lights work
- Dino's stories about his gf
- Jacob kicking Deva out and sleeping in his room
- Deva lip synching 'main hu don'' at senior's farewell
- Arun kumar's exercise routines during 1st year at naini
- Divakar Maurya's relationship with the mess workers
- Jaswinder's mind of a mad scientist
- Animesh Nayan's ultra long poems
- Bhalla's long hair
- Harsh's love for sophistication
- Sannata practicing silence
- RSC's basketball skills
- Pointer's peculiar sense of humour which I could never understand
- Amrudh's famous hair oil
- kranti's krantikari ideas
- Uttam's captaining of our brave n skillful cricket team
- Chummi's habit of dropping and breaking everything near him
- Anshuman's sun-glasses while driving a .... 'bi-cycle'
- Mayank's salute 'Hi be'
- Haiwaan's soft and melodious voice...'aisi awaaz kisi aur ke paas haiga??'
- Pandit's maggi hair
- Abhimanyu Aditya's photo-chromatic specs
- Kunal Kashyap's cat walk during one of the Fashion show rehearsals
- VP's out of context statements
- Vinny Nem's head shots in CS
will add few more to the list if I remember them :)
college kaand or Incidents
RSC baba kaand @ cc - NSC
Seat Tod Kaand @ auditorium - NSC
Window glass tod kaand @ Subi's bus - Naini
Khane mein kide and earthworm incident @ mess - Naini
T-shirt printed with IIITA's name on it Kaand @ hostel - NSC
Keeping us at Naini for 3rd semester incident @ hostel - Naini
64 mb RAM and mouse balls chori ka ilzaam kaand @ CC - NSC
The famous ragging kaand @ new hostel - Jhalwa
The even more famous chakka bhai's computer zapt kaand @ new hostel- jhalwa
Walking out on mammo during OS lab exam to complain Nandi @ CC1 - Jhalwa
Sanjeev B.S torture - Jhalwa
Helping Hand kaand - Jhalwa
Another famous baba kaand - girl's restroom @ CC1 - Jhalwa
Paper chori kaand @ SKS's office - Jhalwa
MDT's slap and caning during effervescence @ CC2(thought to another baba kaand but it wasnt) - Jhalwa
Kala shetty failing a lot of students in project - 6th sem @ Jhalwa
A little known Ratua-VT incident on cruise - Sangam
Sota's looking out of his window kaand @ boy's hostel - Jhalwa
Anupam Agarwal's red light incident - Jhalwa
daru kaand by srikant- old boy's hostel roof- jhalwa
Each one of us getting job incident :) - jhalwa
bfn
Seat Tod Kaand @ auditorium - NSC
Window glass tod kaand @ Subi's bus - Naini
Khane mein kide and earthworm incident @ mess - Naini
T-shirt printed with IIITA's name on it Kaand @ hostel - NSC
Keeping us at Naini for 3rd semester incident @ hostel - Naini
64 mb RAM and mouse balls chori ka ilzaam kaand @ CC - NSC
The famous ragging kaand @ new hostel - Jhalwa
The even more famous chakka bhai's computer zapt kaand @ new hostel- jhalwa
Walking out on mammo during OS lab exam to complain Nandi @ CC1 - Jhalwa
Sanjeev B.S torture - Jhalwa
Helping Hand kaand - Jhalwa
Another famous baba kaand - girl's restroom @ CC1 - Jhalwa
Paper chori kaand @ SKS's office - Jhalwa
MDT's slap and caning during effervescence @ CC2(thought to another baba kaand but it wasnt) - Jhalwa
Kala shetty failing a lot of students in project - 6th sem @ Jhalwa
A little known Ratua-VT incident on cruise - Sangam
Sota's looking out of his window kaand @ boy's hostel - Jhalwa
Anupam Agarwal's red light incident - Jhalwa
daru kaand by srikant- old boy's hostel roof- jhalwa
Each one of us getting job incident :) - jhalwa
bfn
Nick names @ college
35
baba
bhalu
chamatkari baba
chuttu
chummi
chikna
chintu
dove
haiwaan
Jhau
kabootar
kota bhai
l***
Mr. L
manna
morni
kranti
tillu
popat
pappu
pappu pointer
pandit
sardar
lapando
king
Hum Kumar
pandu
sota..famous quote 'sote jo apne baap ke bhi nahi hote'
deejay
sarvesh
pushpa
santa singh
mambo
bhandari
bhai
shubu
popo
chintu
nari
pinkyra
bhaiyya
chakkapati
mahabharat
genda swami
suar
vp$
RSC
kanjar
bhed
ratua
tommy
rusty
killer
sanna
sannata
jacob
ramu
chacha
Narang
htg
bora
don
dino
deva
bhalla
shaala
baba
bhalu
chamatkari baba
chuttu
chummi
chikna
chintu
dove
haiwaan
Jhau
kabootar
kota bhai
l***
Mr. L
manna
morni
kranti
tillu
popat
pappu
pappu pointer
pandit
sardar
lapando
king
Hum Kumar
pandu
sota..famous quote 'sote jo apne baap ke bhi nahi hote'
deejay
sarvesh
pushpa
santa singh
mambo
bhandari
bhai
shubu
popo
chintu
nari
pinkyra
bhaiyya
chakkapati
mahabharat
genda swami
suar
vp$
RSC
kanjar
bhed
ratua
tommy
rusty
killer
sanna
sannata
jacob
ramu
chacha
Narang
htg
bora
don
dino
deva
bhalla
shaala
Friday, August 7, 2009
We Laugh When...
*Rakhi Sawant says she will marry
*John 'Boka'man says Sachin is vulnerable to short ball
*Harman Baweja says he can act
*We hear Bangalore metro will be completed by 2012
*Pakistan says they will curb terrorism
*Dr.K Chaudhary, the you tube sensation sings English songs
*Illiterate corrupt politicians inaugurate schools and colleges
*Mohammed Ajmal Kasab refused to eat food and threw away utensils in his cell saying that he wants to have 'mutton biryani'
*Police say they are here to protect us
*Pritam says he can compose songs on his own
*Anu malik sings
*India TV shows 'BREAKING NEWS'
*We watch saas-bahu serials
*Satyam scam-tainted B Ramalinga Raju and company started playing shuttle badminton in the jail.
*we see a guy like me resembling a hanger with clothes on it.
*We still see Kinetic luna on our streets
*We see Reva-the electric car. Atleast I laugh at it whenever I see it.
*We are drunk and think we are in control
*We wet the wall which says ' YAHA PISHAAP KARNA MANA HAI'
*We see that this a never-ending list and cannot possibly continue further writing them down
*John 'Boka'man says Sachin is vulnerable to short ball
*Harman Baweja says he can act
*We hear Bangalore metro will be completed by 2012
*Pakistan says they will curb terrorism
*Dr.K Chaudhary, the you tube sensation sings English songs
*Illiterate corrupt politicians inaugurate schools and colleges
*Mohammed Ajmal Kasab refused to eat food and threw away utensils in his cell saying that he wants to have 'mutton biryani'
*Police say they are here to protect us
*Pritam says he can compose songs on his own
*Anu malik sings
*India TV shows 'BREAKING NEWS'
*We watch saas-bahu serials
*Satyam scam-tainted B Ramalinga Raju and company started playing shuttle badminton in the jail.
*we see a guy like me resembling a hanger with clothes on it.
*We still see Kinetic luna on our streets
*We see Reva-the electric car. Atleast I laugh at it whenever I see it.
*We are drunk and think we are in control
*We wet the wall which says ' YAHA PISHAAP KARNA MANA HAI'
*We see that this a never-ending list and cannot possibly continue further writing them down
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
UFOs-part II - The Disclosure
Currently two Projects spearhead the disclosure movement. These are Project Camelot and Project Disclosure.
Project Camelot is headed by Bill Ryan and Kerry Cassidy and they interview all the whistle blowers of secret covert military operations or Black operations that are related to free energy or Aliens or UFOs
While Project Disclosure also does the same job but have quite a different approach. It is headed by Dr. Steven Greer.
If you have any doubts regarding UFOs being real, I would encourage you to view this video of the National Press club May 9th 2001 in Washington DC. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7vyVe-6YdUk . This is was one of the biggest disclosure movements that reached a massive audience in US and other European states.
Project Camelot on the other hand has a huge Database of Interviews with very credible high ranked, decorated ex-military officials and even ex-NASA astronauts who present irrefutable evidence for the existence of aliens and UFOs, life on mars,moon, underground cities on earth and what not.(www.projectcamelot.org)
Now, some Facts for you
If all this generates some curiosity in your mind and you have left some of the prejudice regarding this subject, wait for my next post on this ...UFO part-III
Project Camelot is headed by Bill Ryan and Kerry Cassidy and they interview all the whistle blowers of secret covert military operations or Black operations that are related to free energy or Aliens or UFOs
While Project Disclosure also does the same job but have quite a different approach. It is headed by Dr. Steven Greer.
If you have any doubts regarding UFOs being real, I would encourage you to view this video of the National Press club May 9th 2001 in Washington DC. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7vyVe-6YdUk . This is was one of the biggest disclosure movements that reached a massive audience in US and other European states.
Project Camelot on the other hand has a huge Database of Interviews with very credible high ranked, decorated ex-military officials and even ex-NASA astronauts who present irrefutable evidence for the existence of aliens and UFOs, life on mars,moon, underground cities on earth and what not.(www.projectcamelot.org)
Now, some Facts for you
- Aliens are real.
- Aliens have been with us from the time we have been on this planet.
- Moon is an artificial satellite not a natural one
- Planet X is real and will enter solar system and will bring a lot of changes to earth and will show maximum effect in 2012.
- Extraterrestrial Life and human bases present on moon
- Aliens along with human bases and ruins of old civilization present on mars
- Lot of humanoid alien races present on earth. One species looks exactly like us.
- Benevolence or Malevolence is still a debate for lot of the Alien species.
- Majority of work on UFOs was started by Hitler. Later on this wealth of knowledge plundered by Soviets and Americans.
- All space programs in US headed by Nazi scientists after WW2. Google Von Braun
- Though 90% of real UFO cases are man-made, still the technology has been retrieved from crashed extra-terrestrial vehicles. These man-made 'UFOs' are called ARVs (Alien Reproduction Vehicles'.
If all this generates some curiosity in your mind and you have left some of the prejudice regarding this subject, wait for my next post on this ...UFO part-III
Friday, July 31, 2009
Veterans of the H-land
I will start from the point where I left on my last blog. And this time I will list down names from all professional streams who belong to the H-land. 'H' here again stands for 'HAGGA'. So, who are these guys? These are the ones who have mastered the art of crapping and some of them continue to crap even after crapping for almost a decade now. One of them has attained the title of the CRAP-master, the highest degree a man can achieve in the art of crapping. So, I would again leave our beloved Sunil da from this list as he is the one..'THE CRAP-master'. All the others in the list worship this guy and have a temple of sunil da with his idol in it with his arms stretched and a dialogue keeps iterating in the background 'AAAEE...YEH DHARTI MERI MAA HAIN'.
So let's get back to the top 5 list for the veterans of the H-LAND.
1)Bobby Deol--> Man! he craps so much in his films that I wonder if he himself is made of crap. He will hold the reins of the crap-land for many more years to come. But he has to still worship the master .. sunil da. Starting from the days of Barsaat, soldier.. he has continued to crap. And he showed his prowess in crapping with his recent movies like APNE and Dostana.
2)Lord Hugga AKA Lord Aggisar AKA Ajit Agarkar---> He has made the most comebacks in Indian cricket history. And in each and every comeback he has crapped. He joined IPL nad there laso he crapped.
3)Tulsi Irani..ooops Smriti Irani---> From the land of Saas-bahu this gem of an Idiot thought she would fool the public and wanted to join politics. hehe. She still is seen as the most dynamic female *rapper in the H-land.
4)Rakhi Sawant ---> Dont want to waste time on her. Lets move fwd
5)Hindi new-channels ---> INDIA TV, STAR NEWS, AAJ TAK... They have expanded the CRAP land to such an extent that a separate planet of the size of Jupiter would be needed for them.
There are many more who are just at the perimeter of this H-land and will soon replace these top rankings. Till then, behold these great crapsters .
bfn
So let's get back to the top 5 list for the veterans of the H-LAND.
1)Bobby Deol--> Man! he craps so much in his films that I wonder if he himself is made of crap. He will hold the reins of the crap-land for many more years to come. But he has to still worship the master .. sunil da. Starting from the days of Barsaat, soldier.. he has continued to crap. And he showed his prowess in crapping with his recent movies like APNE and Dostana.
2)Lord Hugga AKA Lord Aggisar AKA Ajit Agarkar---> He has made the most comebacks in Indian cricket history. And in each and every comeback he has crapped. He joined IPL nad there laso he crapped.
3)Tulsi Irani..ooops Smriti Irani---> From the land of Saas-bahu this gem of an Idiot thought she would fool the public and wanted to join politics. hehe. She still is seen as the most dynamic female *rapper in the H-land.
4)Rakhi Sawant ---> Dont want to waste time on her. Lets move fwd
5)Hindi new-channels ---> INDIA TV, STAR NEWS, AAJ TAK... They have expanded the CRAP land to such an extent that a separate planet of the size of Jupiter would be needed for them.
There are many more who are just at the perimeter of this H-land and will soon replace these top rankings. Till then, behold these great crapsters .
bfn
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
The H-Rated actors of the B-town
There is a class of actors who surpass all the expectations of the Indian viewers and bring to our Indian cinema a dimension which can't be seen anywhere else in the world. These class of Actors are called the H-rated actors where H stand for "HAGGA" in hindi.
The master of all these H-rated actors is Sunil-da and Sam Anderson. We will leave them out of this . Of-late, there has been some kind of flood of these kind of actors. They have enriched the Bollywood with a style of acting, still unmatched by the actors of Hollywood. Let me put up the top 10 entries for this elite H-rated list
1)Mimoh Chakraborty: Movies: Jimmy :Crime is a disease. Meet the cure
2)Harman Baweja : Movies: Lovestory 2050 , Victory
3)Jackky Bhagnani: Kal kisne dekha : Who has seen the future?
4)Adhyayan Suman: Jashn, Raaaaz: The Mystery continues :D
5)Aashish Chaudhary: Girlfirend, EMI, Paying Guest
6)Himesh Reshamiya: Karzzzzzzzzzzz, Aaap ka Surrooooooooor
7) Vatsal Seth : Tarzan , Paying guest
8)Aryemaan : Good Luck
9)Sayali Bhagat: Good Luck. she's is the only female who could make to the top 10
10)Arya Babbar : Ab ke Baras
*)Wild card entry for Tushaar Kapoor: each movie he does is a H-rated movie
Thanks Guys... Will be updating this list soon. Watch out for some new entries
The master of all these H-rated actors is Sunil-da and Sam Anderson. We will leave them out of this . Of-late, there has been some kind of flood of these kind of actors. They have enriched the Bollywood with a style of acting, still unmatched by the actors of Hollywood. Let me put up the top 10 entries for this elite H-rated list
1)Mimoh Chakraborty: Movies: Jimmy :Crime is a disease. Meet the cure
2)Harman Baweja : Movies: Lovestory 2050 , Victory
3)Jackky Bhagnani: Kal kisne dekha : Who has seen the future?
4)Adhyayan Suman: Jashn, Raaaaz: The Mystery continues :D
5)Aashish Chaudhary: Girlfirend, EMI, Paying Guest
6)Himesh Reshamiya: Karzzzzzzzzzzz, Aaap ka Surrooooooooor
7) Vatsal Seth : Tarzan , Paying guest
8)Aryemaan : Good Luck
9)Sayali Bhagat: Good Luck. she's is the only female who could make to the top 10
10)Arya Babbar : Ab ke Baras
*)Wild card entry for Tushaar Kapoor: each movie he does is a H-rated movie
Thanks Guys... Will be updating this list soon. Watch out for some new entries
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