4 year licensed masti commences

Bhagwaan hi jaane hai k how a paapi like me landed in the holy city of Kashi………….So, the soul finally said,

“Welcome to  Bhartiya Praudhyogiki Sansthaan, Kashi Hindu Viswavidyalaya”(are apna IIT-BHU, Varanasi). N we have all the selected students(me included fcourse) with their parents confused in registration on the sunny day of July 22^nd2007 .Well, the scenario was  like a newly wed bride being brought by her mom-dad to her new SASURAAL. The problem was brides were many(300) n the sasural for them,only 1 -> RAJPUTANA HOSTEL . we wre uninformed d of our  new  class schedule, bt  wo kehte hain na that bad news spreads like fire,wo galat kehte hain, because it happened with the blink of an eye n what dreaded the most finally happened, we wre updated of our daily labour  which demanded daily presence in classes from 8’0’ clock to  5 in the evening  without any  wages.  Obviously,labour laws seriously violated . But everything in the name of IIT shud b accepted(that was the motto of every student getting admitted ).The day passed with a orientation programme which I for sure escaped. Finally,it turned dusk n MUHURT for BIDAAI started, caring comments from MOMS n DADS cud b clearly heard all around,”Beta ,dhyaan rakhna apna”,”Chalte hain beta,jaldi hi sim le lena, baat to hoti hi rahegi na, ghabrana mat”,”Khane peena to achha hai(mom-dad nicely deceived because it was a first-week  trick played by those mess workers,bloodyrascals), so achese khana aur swasthya ka dhyaan dena”.  And finally maa n paa left . Some of us had experienced hostel life in Kota but those of my types who hadn’t ‘tasted  home-away feeling-it was all Hiroshima & Nagasaki in their nerves and how the night passed thinking about pros n conseqs , again god knows.

Next morning, I wake up n I realize i m on my own in this new-home-sweet home with a room mate. It was time for "Morning Duty", so I step out of my room and the hell was very clear in my vision-a"cue of lads waiting for bathrooms n toilets",doomed me :(.How will I survive??If you do not get what I mean from HELL, then it is the ratio of number of toilets to the number of students waiting in the cue. Just 4 for 60. The very fact that 1 has too strive hard for basic necessities of life in this world  crept into ma mind. "Ab kya??? Sab khatm bathrums n toilets wernt supposed to b the basic necessities, this cannot b true,”itna ghor anyaaye kaise??”. Has god no mercy on these poor lads." But as days elapsed I realised that god has his own ways to play n boys became so called SINCERE(no morning cues , sabne uthna hi 11 baje hai :D) within the next week n I realized that there wre sufficient number of these "tension relieving heavens". Later, we had introduction among us n I found a total bio-diversity in ma batch wid studs ranging from Ludhiana to Tamil Nadu.

THE WINKING BOY

My first crucial acquaintance with this lad from Ludhiana was really unique n exclusive in its kind. from ma perspective  this guyhad chosen the wrong field n I saw a potential model in front (par choose kar hi li hai  abto jaaoge khan ) . Clean-shaved, crystal clear glasses, dressed to perfection with fragrance of Spanish perfume, this is how I characterize Mr. Vibhor Banga. To ma astonishment, he knew me past 1 year from Kota life bt ws a complete stranger to my eyes . The conversation took place n I have this excruciating feeling-“y is he winking at me everytym  he finishes a sentence ???”—it ws  enough to evolve all possible illfeelings n I dodged him without delay.  Like this wsnt enugh n I meet this next guy who specilaises in pronunciation of the 4 lettered F word . Too much on ma second day n drove me to complete hallucination n anxiety –“how many secrets r yet 2 b unveiled” . It took nly a dozen of days to make me encapsulate  that this batch of mine spclises n characterizes only in IMPOSSIBLE+UNEXPECTED which i nw love the most. So I said to my new home ”Dear Insti ,only god can save u from us, beware of what cms next ”. i knew it was the Voldemort within me taking the command,hehe ab aayega maja khel ka.So ,aage aage dekho hota hai kya!!