This might probably be my first entry since a month or so. All thanks to my college who by far "are still repairing the optic fibre which was burnt during the construction of a new hostel".
Well!! the college cant be blamed for all, its also because of my lazy tendency to visit the CCC and write the blog.
Stories apart, the past few weeks has been hectic, all because of the exams( needless to say any more). The week which completely changed the hostel into a tranquil graveyard which would other wise house the world in it. It is just like a new real world inside. on usual ocassions , the hostel would generally bear a festive look which music, laughter, fights,games and what not.... generally making the heaven of each and every inmate. Being in second year , after ailing from a year of ragging and rules, we have been freed from its shackles. usually the day is quite usually in early morning of 8 to 9, which was not the golden rule in the end of the semester. afternoon bears a haunted look with people screaching from each floor for some reason or the other. Evening , it would be shamefull to describe this world in words .Inspite all odds and difficulty we tend to enjoy the alacrity of the hostel.With you completely free from any rules and any supervision ,the life in hostel is a heaven in disguise.
After the exam, all celebrate their victory of completing a heculean task. Usually that night , even the ghouls and ghosts would dare to step into our lair.With the clock ticking , people from different part depart to their home.
Once at home, you land up with greetings ....a welcome which you would have never expected, The first few days would go out with a craze of "being home". which would later would die out . But the food , care and comfort would draw you at home.
This shilly shally between the 2 worlds cant be the same.
the world in which you have full freedom and in which you are all by yourself and another with a world with which you have lived for more than 20 years....
a tough task to choose!!
they are just like our 2 eyes...cant give up any!!!
hostel or home!!..??? still confused
Thursday, September 25, 2008
Hosh posh, splitter scatter!!!" "what is this ? a fish market!!" was generally the portrait of each and every "senior" when they had a fortune of their lifetime of working their iniquitous mind to slaughter the tranquil in their" junior's" face. Mostly the "seniors" which includes me too need to scream on top of our voice to make them hear what exactly we are asking them to do. We don't get tired much by screaming, as thanks to the white collar hierarchy that they have installed a coffee machine, where the waiters(coffee boy) are the juniors to provide you with anytime ,anywhere and any quantity of coffee or tea. its just 4 hours of cheerful time of being the king!! how does it sound?? isn't it interesting or fascinating?
Well!! who would dare to blow up such a chance.
Of course if there are rotten ones, there are also fresh ones too, there were some people who just blew away , not minding such an amazing chance. All he had to do is show his face to his juniors without even considering them as living beast, all just to keep up his virtue. Obviously many of us would have made promises for not ragging or rather screwing the "juniors", all just written in dust , Just one blow of heavy breath is enough to forget it.
One thing why second year are fond of ragging is that they got newly promoted as "seniors" probably after an hardship of an year of ragging with all sorts of whines and howls that they suffered with , like a kid playing with it new ball.
So with the fresh memories of ragging , all of us lay down , look down upon our "juniors" and order them , question them just as you were asking a VIVA, And the receivers(juniors) plug in pictures of empty, calm and innocent faces.
With Dancing, screaming, singing , clapping, shouting going on admits the loud chitter chatter. likely we have an another cadre of people , who just move in groups just in a motive of" MAKE THEM CRY!!", in animated version , you would be looking like a group of ghouls trying to scare the nuts out off the people!...voila!! they succeed and just to add the icing to the cake, they would make them cry if not you are DEAD buddy !!. All probably just to get entertained. Who knows if you think you are lucky you might find the indo-Britons mutiny all erupting again just that it is not really them but with subservience,we live up to our name of being indians, the juniors never relinquish (like expected).
The tranquility and the calmness is all restored when the final bell rings. With relief of being freed would lighten them up. with the whole population of entire second year goes to the coffee machine to get the last sip of anything FREE. Wat else do you need, officially authoritative ragging , coffee free and 4 hours of entire BILL GATES life.........
still we ask for more .....why would this ever end, if not the canteen we always have the chai shop right outside the college gate- perfect place to censure them all gain...going back to square one!!!...THE GAME BEGINS!!