Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Confessions of a cursed IITian: Part III

(Before Reading this please refer to part I and part II)
Now, let’s jump over to the year 2008, when I am in my final year. And merrily preparing for the biggest war of them all- the placement season. All of us were so excited about it. We bought the best business suits available in the entire world. We arranged all the certificates for things we had done in the last 4 years and for things we hadn’t even heard of. For the sweet and lovely placement season, we did everything we could. It was something that all of us had dreamt of every night for the last four years. But, I didn’t know that my curse would follow me even here.
Now, that it was clear to my bad luck that it was not possible to keep from being happy after the placement process, it fabricated the biggest conspiracy of all times. Something that I could never have imagined. You see it was my bad luck that caused the entire fucked up state of global economy. Just because it did not want me to get a good job. People all over the world, all the economists, all the socialists, everyone is trying to come up with the exact reason that caused recession. But, how can those poor innocent guys know that its me. The entire game is not in their control now. It is not in anybody’s control. You see, the only way of stopping me from getting the biggest happiness in life was to ruin the entire job market in the world. And an easy way to ruin the job market was to ruin all the businesses existing in the world. So, my luck somehow got into contact with all the other lucks. And told them about this plan. And as it seems, all the other lucks followed. And as it seems the plan was successful. Unfortunately, my luck was not able to figure out the wide impact that this can have. As a result, the entire group of people graduating at any part of the world in 2009 had to suffer.
So, u see this is how my jinx made a global impact. There is no doubt that I m cursed. I mean look how Mukesh Ambani net worth dropped after he thought employing me. Just a thought of being associated with me led to this huge loss for him. Likewise, any person who tried to get into any sort of association with me during these four years had to suffer a lot (My project partner knows what I m talking about). Though I never wanted any of this to happen, I’ve always felt deeply responsible for everything. My guilty conscience had been eating me up till now. But, now I think its time to confess. So today, I, Rishabh Goel, student of Electrical Engineering Deptt. B.Tech program, IIT Roorkee, take the sole responsibility of causing RECESSION.
Though painful at times, my four years at this place have been a real memorable one. IITR is a world totally different from a normal world full of people in their sane mind. This world is totally insane. At this place, Jimi Hendrix and some arbit gaming clan are the gods. Darth Vader and some other arbit gaming clan are the satans. A place where for every pathetic and hopeless situation there exists a mother to be fucked at the very precise moment. A place which prepares the boys to exist happily even at those places where the male-to-female ratio might reach somewhere close to infinity.
And, here I am sitting in front of my computer screen (like always) totally boozed out, not being sure of what I m writing, preparing to leave this wonderful place tomorrow and enter the real world. It seems like I would be leaving a part of me behind. Going away from all the guys who taught you the real meaning of friendship. Going away from the life where we have absolutely no care of the worldly desires. Going away from a place where every person is special in his/her own way. Going away from a place where u get all the happiness of your life in one joke. Going away from a place which has taught you so much, ranging from anything to everything. To a place where everyone is concerned with themselves yet always doing things for others. To a place which teaches you nothing more than taking undue advantage of others. To a place where there are no friends, only associates. To a place where happiness seems a distant dream. I wish I wud never have to go. But, I guess that everyone is tempted to commit the original sin and eat the fruit that would take you away from the eden gardens.
PS: I thought of writing a whole book about all this. But, I figured three things-
1. The story was missing that all important female character, that is needed to make a book successful.
2. It would be better for me if Big D doesn’t get to read this.
3. People are anyways bored of reading the same shit again and again.
The End...

Monday, May 25, 2009

Confessions of a Cursed IITian: Part II

(Before reading this, refer to Part I)
It was a sunny and pleasant day. The most crucial day of any IITRites life. It was the Bhawan Allotment Day. The day where all the losers are supposed to pickup other losers like them and form groups of 15, and apply to get into senior hostels, where u have to spend the rest of your life at IITR. I picked up the guys who seemed to be the least losers out of the whole lot. We gave the warden our Bhawan priority list, with the Bhawan closest to girl’s hostel, obviously, being on top. We all dressed nicely and assembled at the place where the draw was supposed to take place. We made the guy considered luckiest amongst us as our group representative. We were all about to die with curiosity when the warden came out with the results. The first group announced was ours. And the Bhawan allotted to us was the worst Bhawan in the campus. Not only was it the dirtiest, but it was also the farthest from the activity hub of the institute. Now, it all started rushing back to my mind. Everything, since the first day, that has happened to me was indicating towards only one thing – I am jinxed. Everything that I was a part of would fail. No matter how much I try, things would always go wrong that too in the worst possible way. Now, I was sure of the curse theory. But, now the curse was affecting not only me but my friends as well. It was I behind their state of misery. Though I never told them, but my conscience was eating me up. So, I decided to do everything possible and get us out of that creepy Bhawan. That was when I had my first tussle with the bureaucracy of IITR.
This is how the bureaucratic system works over at this place. There is a group of people who like to call themselves “The Faculty”. Now, this group consists of people who did absolutely nothing during their graduation. And they were screwed badly by their faculty. So, these people decided to take out their frustrations on the future generations. Somehow, they managed to get a doctorate and got into the teaching business without even knowing how to put 2 and 2 together. Besides, the teaching job, they also have another job - the job of making other’s life hell. Let me tell you, these guys are quite good at that job irrespective of their competence in the teaching job. They do it by not only teaching irrelevant stuff but also by failing the students for not studying that irrelevant stuff. So, if a student wants to pass, the only option left with him is to lick the respective prof’s scrotum sack after every class. And at the end of the semester the student who is found to be best at the job is awarded an A+ and the others get their grades according tot their relative expertness at the job. Now, “The Faculty” is being backed by a very powerful man, the Big D. Big D is actually a man chosen by The Faculty from amongst themselves and is bestowed with powers that even god doesn’t have. There’s only one major problem with this Big D character. That is, every sentence he says always starts with a B or M. Apparently, this guy was never taught the general manners of dealing with people. Now, Big D runs an entire organization consisting of other small Ds and Ps and Ws relating to different Administrative Departments and Bhawans. All these Subordinates of Big D acquire the habit of starting their sentences with a B or M. Their job is to make sure that students don’t get any type of comfort whatsoever during their stay at this place. Summarizing the entire thing, all our efforts of changing our Bhawan were in vain.
My “Bad Luck” did not just leave me there. As the administration was working in full force, we couldn’t get the rooms that were assigned to us in our new hostels as they were under construction. So, we were forced to put up at the fresher’s hostel. This was even worse. I knew all the way that all of this was because of me. I knew that all the other 15 guys had to go through all this because of me. But, I didn’t have the balls to tell any of them. As the time passed a lot of other events happened that left no doubt in my mind that I was cursed.
To be continued...

Sunday, May 24, 2009

Confessions of a cursed IITian: Part I

My entire life, I’ve believed that things go wrong because of the mistakes that humans do. But, some unknown force has always tried to prove me wrong. And, unfortunately, that force has been quite successful till now. Have u ever felt that some things are just not in our control? Have u ever felt that the cause behind some phenomenon might be a single person and not the entire system? Can a single human being have the power to influence the lives of every person living on this planet? Well, hold ur breath ladies and gentlemen, coz it’s the story of man who caused the phenomenon known as RECESSION.
The first day is still fresh in my memory. It seems like yesterday. 26th July 2005- The day I wrapped my lips around this mighty erection, called IIT, and sucked hard. Its so unbelievable, everyone seemed so happy. All the Relatives and Neighborhood aunties were behaving as if their own child was going to IIT. Not to forget, these were the same aunties who, a year earlier, used to taunt me, in every possible way, about me not concentrating on my studies. And when it was time for me to return the favor, they had all changed suddenly. Somehow, I never felt too good about it. You know, the way u feel, when u hit the ball for a six but it ends up being a four. And though everyone appreciates your shot, u r disappointed with urself. It was the same feeling for me. So, in between all this uncontrollable flow of emotions, I reached Roorkee- the last place where I expected to do my college from.
My first look at the hostel reminded me of all the jails that I had seen in the bollywood movies. As if that was not enough for the first day, I got a taste of the worst shit in the whole world, called administration, during the registration process. After all this was over, the worst nightmare was still to come – RAGGING. I went back to my childhood when I was told stories about the boogeyman. The seniors were the new boogeymen. The idea of being completely naked, in front of a whole group of people, feels different depending upon the gender of those people. Well, in this case the feeling was disgusting. Though I never had to go through the entire routine, I was disgusted to hell on just hearing the stories. While all this was going on, I also realized that I had got the worst room in the entire wing. Not only was it the closest to the loo, it was impossible to slip anything in from under the door. (Considering how important it is for an IITian to have this provision in his room, it was a really big disadvantage.) This was the first hint of things that were about to happen.
As a few months passed, I realized IITR is not that bad a place after all. I mean the guys, I met, were cool. And the life was awesome. Plus, the professors seemed to teach everything that I already knew. It seemed too easy to score in the exams. Except that at IITs, its not ur own score that determines ur grade. It’s the score of the entire class. And, for some unknown reason, all my batchmates showed their best academic performance at the same time when I, for once, had a desire to take the academic world by storm. To add to this, I always got the last number in the library lottery system and ended up with the worst books available. As if that was not enough, my sub-section had the worst possible time-table set up, with all the wrong classes at all the wrong timings with all the wrong professors. All this and some other small things (that I’ve omitted to make a long story short), made me realize that there was certainly something wrong with my luck. It was like a curse following me everywhere I went. This hypothesis of mine received the status of being a fact in the last month of my first year.
To be continued...

Wednesday, September 3, 2008

Once upon a time, when i was an intern....

"There's a huge difference between what u see and what u get", this is what i've realized recently during my internship at RELIANCE INUSTRIES LIMITED(Bullshit!!).. I still remember the day when I got selected for Intership at RIL along with other lucky fools, oh.. i mean few(35), from my insti. RIL, I thought, India's largest private sector conglomerate, featured as one of the world's Top 200 companies in terms of Profits. Sounds great, I thought... Now i know, it was a big mistake... I, honestly, don't know how it made it to this position.. But, it, certainly, doesnt deserve it... And about, one of the richest man in the world being its promoter, I, very well, know how he made it to this position... Neways, i better not say much here considering that i've still not recieved my last stipend cheque of Rs 5000/-, which is just one of the many things that they promised me and that i never got...
But, I've a knack of getting the best out of the worst situations(this is another thing that i realized during my internship). I had a hell-of-a-time during my internship in Vadodra... I'll tell u about my other realizations at Baroda later. But, first allow me to introduce to u my Baroda Entourage:-
• Mr. Bebe(dont know where he got that name)- IIT Roorkee, B.Tech 4th yr. Mechanical Engineering. The Mr. genius guy.... With a thousand projects and, maybe, an equal number of research papers up his sleeves, the guy is just as gud at management... BUT, his problem is even he doesn't know wats he gonna do with all that in the future.
• Mr. Nice Guy- IIT Roorkee, B.Tech 4th yr. Metallurgical and Materials Engineering. Is a topper of his class. Recently, blasted GRE off… And is till cool enough to make it to this list. BUT, he is a two-faced dog about which very few people know.
• Mr. Bhai- IIT Guwahati, B.Tech 4th yr. Mechanical Engineering. Radiates a nice attitude with his Long-hair and a sutta butt in his mouth. Just luv his so-what-if-i-am-fat attitude... Highly dedicated to his work at the same time. HE is one guy u'll never forget once u meet him... BUT, he has a really serious problem. He is so desperate for a girl that i think he needs sum serious medical help...(if his Ex-Girlfriend is listening, whoever u r, plz talk to this guy once!!!) And, sumtimes, his over-styled attitude makes him a laughing stock. (Well, i can write a whole thesis on this guy but lets not bore u ppl!!!)
• Mr. L**u- IIT Guwahati, B.Tech 4th yr. Mechanical Engineering. The dude of the whole group. His nickname is a misnomer totally. He is quite cunning actually. Knows exactly wat to say in which situation. A complete diplomat... At the same time, gr8 fun to be with... And with all the girls that he claims to be friends with, he, sumtimes, makes me wonder if the sex-ratio of India is suddenly inverted...BUT, he is a real back-stabber. He loves to talk behind ppl's back... And, is actually a real entertainer at that.
• Mr. Madrasi- IIT Chennai, B.Tech 4th yr. Mechanical Engineering. This is the guy who leaves an impression on everybody he meets… Very passionate about whatever he does… Has a view on almost everything and makes ppl agree to him most of the times… He is surely going to make it to some good IIM and, I believe, will make a good manager sum day… BUT, his problem is that he doesn’t know the difference between confidence and over-confidence.
• Mr. pondy- IIT Roorkee, B.Tech 4th yr. Mechanical Engineering. This guy is a real entertainer with his PJs and stuff… He is also extremely friendly… This snooker champ was, really, the life of the group… BUT, sumtimes, he tries too hard for things, which eventually makes the results seem insignificant.
• Mr. Day Scholar- IIT Delhi, B.Tech 4th yr. Mechanical Engineering. He is the Sweetest guy u wud ever come across… Is always nice to everyone around him… Is very hard-working and outstanding at academics… BUT, his problem lies in his name… That’s rite… He is a non-hostelier… And doesn’t have the faintest idea about wat a true IITian’s life is all about. Besides, he is so na├»ve that sumtimes he believes every kind of shit ppl tell him… Ppl- who he thinks are cool but, actually, are not even in the same domain as cool.
• Mr. MILF Hunter- IIT Kharagpur, B.Tech 4th yr. Mechanical Engineering. This guy is one of the coolest guys I’ve ever come across… With a strong obsession of pumping up his muscles, this guy has a strange dream of setting up the first Indian movie production house based on the lines of “Naughty America”… He is always ready to help his friends when they need it…. A true friend, if I might say… BUT, he has not yet realized the potential of his intellectual talent… He can, seriously, go places if he stops wasting time on bullshit and starts thinking seriously about his life.
• Mr. TG- IIT Roorkee, B.Tech 4th yr. Electrical Engineering. Really hardworking, he was the only guy amongst us who literally slogged his ass off for his internship project… Besides, is a complete lady-charmer (I don’t know how he manages to do that)… BUT, he gets so much involved in his work that he misses all the fun sumtimes… It’s always “all work and no play” for him.
• Mr. Kholu- IIT Roorkee, B.Tech 4th yr. Electrical Engineering. The ever-helping nice guy. This guy is always ready to put off his own work in order to help others… He never hesitates to take things into his own hands if required… And, he is the only guy who laughs at all my jokes… Hats off to him!!! BUT, He is a bit short-tempered and authoritative… This way he, unintentionally, makes ppl pissed off at him…
• Ms. Dhoni- IIT Roorkee, B.Tech 4th yr. Metallurgical and Materials Engineering. The Team Captain. She has all the qualities of a good leader… Besides, has a highly matured point of view… The most interesting trait of her character is that she always, unfailingly, points out the best looking girls, in a mob, to the guys of the group… I don’t know how/why she does that, but she is pretty good at it… BUT, in her attempts of retaining ‘the team captain’ title, she goes out of the way, sumtimes, and tries to play everybody’s Big Momma… She needs to know the line between a leader and an authoritarian.
• Ms. Crash Goddess- IIT Roorkee, B.Tech 4th yr. Metallurgical and Materials Engineering. The only girlish character of the group (No offence anyone!!!)… She is as innocent as a child… Always on her best behavior with all the nice and sweet talking stuff… BUT, her problem is that she is too lazy sumtimes and doesn’t care about what’s going on in the world around her… That’s how she got her name… (Now, I better not say any more bad thing about her, otherwise, she might start crying)
So, This was about the people with whom I spent those unforgettable 2 months…
Why unforgettable, you ask!!! B’coz I got to learn a lot during those two months(Not a single bit at the RIL plant) and realized a million other things about myself and the world… Few of them I’ve mentioned before. The rest of them are listed here:-
1. No matter wat ppl say, I m gud at heart… Thnx to all my friends for making me realize this… I really needed it…
2. IIT Roorkee is the coolest IIT.
3. IIT Kharagpur is, probably, a good place to be at… But, its long tradition of being an all male institute has corrupted the minds of the students (immensely!!!)…
4. IIT Chennai has, probably, the best faculty than all the other engineering institutes in the country. And an equally cool lingo… But, IIT Chennai guys really suck, if they consider their insti superior to other IITs just b’coz, they think, theirs is the only English-speaking IIT… (watever that means!!)
5. IIT Delhi, well, I really didn’t get to know much about this one as, u know, our sweet little friend was a non-hostelier…
6. IIT Guwahati….. Well……. Ahem!!! Ahem!!!
7. Promises (well, atleast most of them) are meant to be broken… Thanks to RIL for this one!!!
8. Gujju girls are, probably, the best chics in the whole damned country…
9. Mr. Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi (contrary to my previous belief) was the greatest man to have ever lived on the face of this planet. This, I realized during a small visit to the Sabarmati Ashram…
10. All IIT Roorkee girls are not as pathetic as I thought… Some of them are actually pretty cool.
11. Gujarat is an appropriate place to settle down for a guy like me… The only problem is that it’s a dry state (yes!!! There exists such a thing)…
12. I can’t work in the manufacturing sector…. NO!!!
13. I m not gonna make it to the IIMs…. Atleast, not this time…

So, you see, that’s wat I call a helluva ride… I wish I could re-live those moments… But, I think all good things must come to an end…

Friday, January 18, 2008

The craziest thing I have done lately!!!

Well, I've been thinking of writing something about this for a long time. So, here goes the story(Statutory Warning: Plz dont try this at your college).....
Well, it was a fine night with me and the gang returning after having a superb dinner at SP.... We were sitting around in the central lawns having usual bakar... U know how it is!!!
Anni: "Mahn, i think i over-ate..."
Chhote: "Oh!! So it was you all this time... And I thought its the smell of that dog shit lying behind you..."
Ya, and stuff like that... And suddenly this devil idea crept into our minds... I dont remember where it came from, but somebody said, "Hey! you see the swimming pool over there? Lets go and have a splash..." The first reactions to the idea were- "COOL!!!"- "WHAT!!!" - "HMMM!!!". The idea was insane coz the pool was, obviously, closed. And we weren't supposed to enter it. It was nippi who first pointed out, "Dudes in case u ppl r forgetting, We are in AAI AAI TEE. We ppl get grades for discipline. And its like the only A on most of our grade sheets. You dont wanna screw with that." Actually, It cud have been worse than that... We didnt know wat wud happen if we got caught... But, still I palyed cool, "Nippi, for god's sake, stop being a chick and get a life buddy..."
Actually, the best part of the idea was the risk involved in it... I guess its simply human to find fun in braking the rules... It was not us, it was the adrenaline that forced us to do it... Yes, we decide to go for it... But, before that we needed to make a plan... We planned everything- How to get in?- How to stay queit so as not to alarm the guard(s)?- How to get out in an emergency situation? Everything... And ya chhote made his plan of learning how to swim in one night. Khushu planned to teach Chhote. Nippi planned how to get out of the situation as soon as possible. Anni and Afat planned to have fun. And I.... Well, I just planned to follow everyone else.
So, We all took our towels and reached the swimming pool. On our way to the swimming pool, a dog followed us from the hostel to the swimming pool... I had a sudden feeling that maybe this dog wants to warn us about some danger. It was really frightening. But, it seemed that he was just an old friend of nippi and wanted to say a hi! to him. Well, I cud see the sadness in nippi's eyes when we had to leave the dog out coz he was not able to jump the fence...
The first thing we had to do after getting in was to check for the guard(s) inside... Luckily, for us there was only one guard sitting inside a room. And he also was too busy, in reading some erotic magazine or something of that sort, to notice us. The first step of the plan was cleared. Now, the second and the most important step was to take off our clothes and just get in the pool(though Afat was not able to execute this part properly and gave us all a flash of his a**). Obviously, we were suppposed to do everything quitely. The water was icy cold. But, none of us seemed to care about that. We were having fun. It felt great to break the rules. I fantasized(not in that way!!) about Elisha Cuthbert from "The girl next door", coming upto me and asking me in her supersexy voice "So, What's the craziest thing u've done lately??" and me saying "It is up right now." I still dont know if i said that out loud!!! Well, It was great... All of us were having fun... The feeling was out of this world...(OH!!! C'mon Elisha, I'm trying to write a blog here... Could u plz get out of my head...)
And then after half an hour or so, when we all had our fair share of fun, we decided to leave the place.(And, after all we didnt want to keep nippi away from his long lost friend, the dog, any longer). So, we all got dressed and came back to the hostels. The plan, i guess, was executed nicely...
Well, this was the story. It was fun. Its always fun doing crazy stuff like this. I wish we do it again sometime. Well, the bad part of the story was that the next morning I woke up saying, "Alright
Dude, Who's undies m i wearing!!!"

Thursday, October 4, 2007

the crushed part of our lives....

Some people are going to find this post a bit weird as it does not match with my general perception... I am actually the one who tries to stay away from all these fundas... But, i dont know, this has just cropped up in my mind and so, i thought of writing something on it....
A crush... Well, we all have had crushes at some time of our lives.... Its like this awesome feeling... A feeling that we've all experienced and want to have more of it... I personally had a crush on almost every single girl I know at some point of my life or the other.... And i feel its actually good... It helped me discover the charm in all those girls' personality.... And with these experiences i've, actually, come up with a philososphy... Different girls have got a different charms but still they boil down to a few categories...
Like, First of all, there are those beautiful girls, on seeing whom u always think that they are the prettiest faces in the galaxy.... All of us have developed a crush on atleast one of these type girls... Its later that we realize, that a pretty face is not enough... And most of them turn out to be really dumb....
After that, there are these really nice girls who talk very nicely to you and are liked by everybody and take care of the people around and do all the "NICE" things.... We all start thinking that these type of girls are perfect... But, actually, sometimes too nice becomes too bad.... We also want a bad side(a wild side rather!!) in our chic... As they say, good girls go to heaven, bad girls go everywhere...
And then, there are those flirting types.... U know, girls who fool around a lot and flirt with you
all the time... We all think that she likes us... That she might be having a crush on us... And, just to reciprocate it, we develop a crush on them... And, one day all are dreams are thrashed when we see her flirting with our best friend... The once angel now becomes a s**t... But, its not her fault... Its in her nature..... Its her way of talking to people... And she is not every time a s**t...
Then, there are those cool chics.... These girls have very particular characteristics... They listen to cool music, play sports(usually not a girly one), wear clothes that are not meant to attract boys all the time, have very few(in some cases, none) girl friends and stuff like that.... Basically, these girls do what they like to do and dont care about the rest of the world... Most of the time, they are not accepted in the girly world.... Thats what makes them so special... They have got some kind of a oomph, that attracts us to them... But, later we realize that we actually like our women HOT rather than COOL...
And, there are chics with whom, u think, you have a cosmic connection or sumthing... Finally, a girl with whom u can discuss cricket or your playstations and even play computer games... Girls to whom we can tell all our feelings and always expect a support from them... These girls sometimes make you believe very strongly that you are in love with them... But, generally that is not the case... We start finding our life partner in a discussion partner.... But, we should understand that she is a person with whom we can talk things but cant get romantic... These girls, however, later prove to be very good friends....
And finally, of course, there are chics with big b**bs....
So, that was about the categorization of the girls you can have a crush on... No matter which one is your current crush, its a new feeling for every other girl.... And, ya a crush is nothing more than just a happy, nice and pleasent feeling... Its a lot different than the feeling of love... A crush is never that serious.... When u have a crush on somebody, it doesnt mater to you if the other person doesnt know about it... But, when you are in love, its always related to long term commitment... U want the person, whom u love, to know about it... U want to be with her all the time... But, when u have a crush on sumone, u just feel good when the person is around you... It feels good to talk to her.... U think about her all the time... But, when you are in love, u cant get her out of your head.... And i personally feel that a crush is a much better and healthier feeling than love... Love most of the time has serious consequences on your life.. While a crush never does that... Its just a harmless and innocent feeling... Thats what a crush is....
So, this was about my funda of "CRUSH"... Some of you might agree with it... Some of you may not... But, this is what i think.... This post has already been a very long one, so, i better stop...

Thursday, September 20, 2007

The B-word story of my life

Alright... My first post.. Writing this one out of complete frustration...
This one is about the B-name that i got in IITR and how it became the scar on my forehead which pains whenever i am close to you-know-who....
This story is about a teenage boy living a normal, happy life with his mom and sis in a small house in Delhi i.e. ME.... The story begins when i joined the IIT-JEE rat race... Fortunately(or unfortunately as you would later come to know), i got selected in the most shitty exam in the whole world... Lakhs of students appeared for the exam.. But, only 4000 or so got selected... And, I was one of them... I was really happy(well.. so, I told everyone).... My mother was finally proud of me... And suddenly i became a celebrity in the neighborhood..i had my own 15 min. of fame... Anyways, thats a different story(and rather a long one) altogether... so, we'll talk about it some other day... So, continuing with my story... I got admission to IIT Roorkee(does anybody even know that UOR is now an IIT??)... At first everything about this institute seemed sooooooooooo good(except for the part called SB)... People seemed nice... The hostels were not as bad as I thought.. I made a lot of good friends... The studies seemed good... The labs seemed interesting... Everything about this place seemed so nice... I was actually enjoying living here... hmmm.... So, this looks like a nice, sweet story doesn't it... But this ain't one...
I(being a normal, fun-loving boy), started to have some fun by playing pranks, teasing people and fooling around(as we used to do back home)... Well, these activities of mine included some daring stuff too. I thought all this would be fun, as it used to be in the school... But, what I didn't know was that this would become the biggest mistake of my life... All these things were new to the people around here... For them these things were as daring as jumping from 100 storey building... Most of them were like-"REALLY!!!" or "How could someone do that??" or "OH MY GOD!!"... And I was like-"Whats the big deal??" At first it seemed great... I thought people took me as a cool guy who is not afraid of anything... This was the time when people started calling me by the B-word... Finally, i had a pet name which sounded good too( compared to my past names which cant be written here considering this a family blog)... So, i quickly got adapted to the B-word... I never knew the bloody consequences of this name.... But, suddenly it started happening to me... People no more considered me a person whom they can talk to normally... Some thought that i didn't deserve to be among them.. Some thought that they can never talk to me normally because i have done things they cant even imagine to do... well, for the rest i was just a laughing stock... Most of the people thought that i was just trying to justify my B-name in everything that i do... So, they started maintaining their distance from me... Guys, who i used to consider my best friends, stopped even talking to me, just to show a girl that they had nothing to do with me(and they call me sick!!)... They started thinking that being my friend would put them in bad light in front of others... It was as if the people who had no other work to do, most of them were found discussing me and criticizing my activities.... Now, everything i did, seemed an awful act of B-giri to them.... All of this just because I did some things out of my innocent stupidity..
U think this was bad??? Well, u haven't listened to the worst part... Now, I've got some jackass idiots saying only one line to me almost all the time-"B___ banne ki koshish!!"... what is this crap??? Its as if these people cant say anything else... Well, these guys are no more than a broken record to me... I've also got people writing blogs telling me that i dont deserve this title and that i'll lose the title soon... BULLSHIT!!! BULlSHIT!!! To these people I want to say that first of all, this is no title... Its just a name, a pet name by which my friends call me and nothing more than that... i never ordered anyone to call me by this "TITLE".... I never put a knife on anyone's neck or a gun to anyone's face, so they call me by this name... U dont want to call me by this name??? FINE!!! I would rather appreciate it... U can call me by whatever name u want... U think i give a damn about this.... I have had many names in the past and many of them were offending too... So, it doesnt matter to me... And second of all, Do u want this so called TITLE of yours??? FINE!!! Go ahead and have it and be happy... I dont know what fun u people get out of saying these shit things... But, i just want you to know that i can no more take this crap of yours.... To people who cant stand me, i want to say ",|,,".... Leave me alone.... i am what i am.. and i am happy this way.... So, if you got a problem with me "bloody f*** you!!!"...
So, this was about my B-name, which started off as a good feeling and ended up with me having no real friends, completely ruining my life for the rest of my stay in IITR(at least)... So, now its just "main aur meri tanhai..".... I think that was enough for this post... I'll take out rest of my frustration in the next one...