The worst one ever…

It is nice to keep promising stuff to one’s own self. No one knows when you screw up. But then you run into the risk of living in constant gutted feeling of being untrue to oneself, of living a false life. This is what has been haunting me since the last many days. I had promised myself that I will publish a new post on my blog. So here I go. :D

Living at a phase difference of pi (w.r.t. the rotation of earth) since the last 3 months has made me realize a few things. You may start seeing ice all around you; you may get 25 hours in a day; people may expect you to speak paath (ekdum bihari style, with ‘th’ as in “thaare rahiyo o baanke laal” waala gaana) instead of pot; BUT, life still sucks.

Anyways, since one can’t do much about the basic nature of life, there is no point cribbing about it; unless it is at the beginning of your blog post. Yes, each and every one of them.

In essence, I do not know why I am rambling on here. All this time, I have been building up this positive energy to get a new post flowing out of my fingers. And now, all I am left with is energy and no words. Nevertheless, the important thing to note here is that the sum of energy and number of words is constant for a person in question. The other important thing that one must not forget is that – when a policeman asks you a question; you have the right to remain silent.

Now since sleep is kabjaoing me into such a slumber, that it is difficult to even write incoherent sentences.

KGP

It was almost five years since I had first reached Kharagpur. This time too, I took an insti-bus to the campus; like that first time. Then, I was surrounded by freshers looking forward to dreams being realised. The only person I had known was an acquaintance (Parived) I had made even as Neelanchal express rolled into the longest platform in the world. This time round there were many friends filled with the excitement of graduating. It was nice to be back to Kgp.

This time, finally, it was not the beginning of another semester. This time there would not be the dread of yet another four long months of scraping through studies. Those four months somehow passed in a jiffy. Each and every time!

We were all excited to be in Kgp, possibly for the last time together. A couple of days passed. In those couple of days, I was awarded a couple of degrees and I had a blast. Friends and Kgp do form a pretty heady combo.

Back home with a couple of degrees (yes, I can’t stop boasting) my spirits were deflated in no time and I was back ruminating about the time that was. The result – this post.

I would save you all the trouble of reading a really long post by recounting the uneventful time I spent in Kgp. But would like to send out very sincere thanks to all the friends (and foes?) with whom I have had the pleasure of sharing the same space-time co-ordinates for 4-5 of the best years of my life. I hope that you all have the bad luck of meeting up with me. :D

Annexure: (Please read only if you have an infinite stock of time)

Due to a very scarce number of people who read this blog, customer satisfaction is something I just cannot do without. So with all the self-contempt that comes with giving up on high moral standards, I stoop to naming names. Just naming names would have been very naive hence, I’ve also included some reasons why I might miss them once in a blue moon.

• Loha ko nehru aane se mana karna aur khud tikka nahi jaane se nahi bach paana
• Jani ka peela payjama, bandar waala smile aur default presence at all fokat time-pass events
• Chirkut ka general cheapapa aur turncoat khelna
• Kisalay ka bahana
• Manish ka uuuuuu, uske liye ganvar banna aur bhuinyaarpana ka course karna
• Sushant ka Godapa aur uske HIT attacks
• Anurag ka interesting “storys” (pun intended)
• Tauseef ka maalpana
• Chinmaya ka nangapan
• Vikash ki angrezi :P aur foto kheenchne ka social service
• Sayandeep ka randomapa aur derivations
• Vinayak k complicated sawaal aur pyar ka complicated funda
• Ashish k saath movies dekhna
• Nair ka fattupana
• Baba ka load
• Baachi ka peace maarna
• Shreyas k saath milke profs aur dep ko gariyana aur dep waalon ka jam k lena
• Munshi k insanely atrocious funde, baba se ladai, mallu ka maarna
• Apurva and sehhheeeexxxxx
• Tembe ka tempo
• Tapas ka random happyness aur udaasi
• Teja ka 8thi chhudana aur general marne-maarne waala pyar baantna
• Jaimini ka tiranga
• Monu ka vivek k saath milke iske kanjarpane k liye lena, in general gaali dena aur most of all degrading the various “loves” in his life… :D
• Kandy se sunna – “abe hum huha makha raha hai. kuchh karna padega”
• Vivek ka gay kuttapa
• Nagori k contacts
• Radeo k malaidaar gaal
• Nishant ka “ziya zale zaan zale” gaana
• Sonu k sawaalon se bachna
• Utki ka world peace
• Himmo, Kaka et al. ka anurag ko maar maar k sumeet ko nachana
• Kakori mein new year party
• Deepc ko achchhe nicks dena, ppt banwana aur bore karna
• Balike as one of the security aunties :P
• Jadavji ka bholapan aur usko bhoolna… abhi bhi almost bhool hi gaye the… :D

These are a list of 36 things that came to my mind first. For reasons that need not be explained, no more can be added. Inconvenience is not regretted. :D

PS: Sushant, believe it or not, tumhare naam ka position totally incidental hai!

PS2: Sunny Verma  tumhara naam nahi daale. Reason being – 1. tum mere saath kabhi peeja nahi khaye 2. Sarsatti pooja k arkestra mein nahi invite kiye 3. Bhodaphone se call bhi nahi karte ho :(