Identity Crisis

Now, we all go to college or must have gone to college or will go to college someday. In colleges there is a rule that u have to wear your identity card ( I-card). Now this is a case common to all the colleges. There is a certain section of student community who always refrains from doing so. You will always find these guys/girls never wearing their I card. U go and ask them why are they not wearing their Identity, then the wide range of replies that u get have been summed up by me in this post. Funny and Idiotic replies  I tell u.

 

REPLY NO.1) “WAT RE!! R U A KID TO WEAR AN I-CARD!!”… ya rite… only kids are to wear I cards or what. Big time industrialists, professors, bank managers , all of them wear I-cards because it gives u an identity. And why am I even explaining this reply. We all know how dumb and absurd this reply is. A kid??? When u say something like that, that shows who the Kid is…..

 

REPLY NO. 2) “ ITS SO BORING TO WEAR AN I-CARD!! ITS SOO UNCOOL!!”

Pheww!!!! Wearing your own identity is boring??? Are u so ashamed of your identity that you don’t want to wear something that has your name on it??? Poor fellows… I wonder what so shameful about their identity…. *sighs* God help them!! Please save them from humiliation which they might have to face as their “identity” is well…. controversial, if I may say..

 

REPLY NO.3) “GARAM HOTA HAI”

I mean what the F***!!! You wear proper clothes and usme garam nahi hota?? And a piece of ribbon is hanged around your neck and the makes u feel very hot and humid.. Phuleeeeeeeeeeej!!!! Come up with some better excuse.

 

REPLY NO.4) “SKIN IS SENSITIVE”

No trust me. I have heard this too. People say they get a rash on their skin. Now this is well….. u can accept this one, but still its too weird.

 

And like these there are many funny and idiotic answers that u get. “ feels nerdy to wear an i-card”, “UNCOOL” .. That is the biggest one..

 

I mean there is a fine on not wearing an i-card but this punishment hardly works. There should be some innovative punishment like these guys should be given a big slate or a board around their neck ( like the prisoners are given ) with their name written on it and they should be made to wear it for a week or so. Punishments like these will improve them.

 

And for all those who are “ashamed” of wearing their own name and the name of the institute in which they study/ work, well for all those I just have to say that these guys/girls face some real “Identity Crisis”…

the fun of teasing and being teased....

here are a few phases which all of us must have gone through in our school and college life. (Mann... all my posts have this line " u all must have experienced this" )

We  all like to tease our friends in our school and college life. The reasons for teasing are also varied. I mean it can be as dumb as ," you two are the monitors of the class so we are pairing u up." i had a lot of experience of this in my school life. Every year the girl's monitor used to change whereas i used to be the default boy's monitor. So every year i got teased by a new girl. Funny.... and weird. but thats the way things happen in school. As we slowly grow up, the reasons change. People tease u beacause you are on very good terms with that person. they will say , " hmmmmmmmmmmmm .... u two talk regularly on phone, eh?? ... hmmmmmm " ... funny again and in such cases u tend to smile within yourself which people conviniently intepret as "blushing".

Then there is a thing known as your eyes tell it all... i mean how can eyes speak.... and if they are capable of speaking, then they are capable of telling the truth as well as a lie... Now how come u know that i am not lying...  but it is true to a certain extent because even i use this phrase when i tease my frnds. ... hehe. 

then u can be teased because u find that girl/ guy attractive or rather u have a crush on that person... Now this is the most interesting of the lot... 

Imagine u have a crush on that person and then some of your close friends tease u just after u had a chat with that person....

You come to your friends after having a normal chat with the person u have a crush on ..... Your friends start , " hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm ........ had  a nice chat, eh?? hmmmmmmm..." 

now this is the time u actually blush. 

and our mind is a wonderful device.. It can imagine things at the speed of light and once the imagination chain reaction is unleashed, there is no stopping it.... U quickly jump to the nice chat u had with that person , then u start thinking what if there happened something between you and that guy/girl, all of a sudden u feel elated, your friends are teasing you  but your mind is drifting elsewhere, you recollect the nice moments u have spent with that person , u imagine a few nice moments which could have been possible, had it not been for your idioitic friend who had interrupted u guys then; you suddenly start feeling nice and high.... like on cloud no 9. ; you probably know that there is nothing possible between you two but still you like all these thoughts because the make u feel nice and bring a smile on your face and make you forget all your worries for the time being:) .... this is the actual fun of being teased... 

teasing people is always fun, but is you are teased with someone nice then its more fun....!!!! 

cheers!!!!

Things that we see everyday.....

Well, as my last post was much appreciated I have decided to continue with the same topic. Last time it was office romance and this time its going to be college romance. I have tried to capture two most common love cases u see on the campus. Again as I have mentioned before, the characters of this story are also imaginary but there is one change now. I have put myself in this story. So this is a story of we three friends- I , Shardul , and Animesh.

 

Three of us are pretty good friends and we got together in our engineering years only. They say that if u have common sorrows u can get along really well; it was very true in our case. All of us were the victims of doing Engineering in Mumbai University. Trust me… its hell!!! So it was a routine for us to do complete assignments and journals in the lectures.

One day we had 2 back to back lectures of mathematics. Now our professor was ummm… welll… in simple words a BIG SHOT!!! (Interpret it in the way u want :P). We never sat for her lectures but as out attendance was very low we had to sit. Now it was the very first time I had sat for a double lecture and believe me people, double lectures seem to go on forever. It’s horrible. Unfortunately, we did not have any journals to complete. We are really sincere that way. We complete everything in time. :P

 

So we had nothing to do and so we started discussing what all 20 yr old guys, who don’t have girlfriends and long to have one, do. We discussed about our love lives.

 

Shardul started first. He had a very depressing experience. Actually, all of us had depressing experiences but his was the most depressing.

 

There was this girl in the other branch with whom he used to come everyday in bus. They used to meet everyday and slowly they became friends. They were really good friends. Shardul was a very nice guy. Good looking, down to earth, humble, very simple in the way he led his life, rich, stylish, was the college football team captain, and had almost no negative points. The girl was also very simple, decent, and sweet and there was an aura of self-respect and dignity, which always surrounded her. If u looked at them, u would feel that they are a perfect match. However, their story was far from perfect. Shardul had known her for a year or so. They had become the best of friends and shared a great equation. Attraction was natural. So was love. If u know someone really well and if he/she is your best friend then u do tend to fall for that person. And it is my belief that being very good friends is a pre-requisite for falling in love. U just cannot fall in love with someone u, whom u don’t know well. So getting back to Shardul. He fell for her and he had told Animesh and me about it. However, one mistake he did was that he also told this to Mandar who was in that girl’s class. Now this mandar, I tell u, is an a******. This idiot and his group started openly teasing Shardul. The girl obviously didn’t like it and she had asked Shardul about it. He confessed about it to her and everything was in a disarray. Now she didn’t even gave it a thought, which she would have surely given had Shardul first told her. Everything was spoiled by one mindless idiot. Days passed after that. Shardul still had the same feelings for her. He told her that he doesn’t want relationship to start right now as these were their vital years to build a career. He told herthat he loved her and that’s all. But she refused and she even stopped talking to him because people had now started teasing her too. I told shardul to get out of it. But he said to me, “I love her and that is it. I know her. She knows me. Deep down inside we both know that we suit each other perfectly well. I know I can't make her love me; I can only let her know how much I care for her. I will wait.” I guess this is what they call truly, madly, deeply. He was a hopelessly in love and was like the boy who held on to the sand in his hand very tightly. He didn’t realize that the more tighter he held it, the more it slipped from his hand. I told him this. He understood what I said. But, that was his story.

It is still to reach an end (or beginning, I should say…. We should be optimistic)

Then I just checked my watch. Still one hour to go.. shucks!! Both, Shardul and me turned to Animesh. He got a bit scared. This guy is a enigma. In school days he used to be a geek and very studious boy. Books were his only love. Slowly, slowly  he started taking interest in other activities also and things other than books started occupying his mind. We asked him to tell his story.

 

His story was pretty short. He fell for a girl, with whom almost half of the college flirted. She too changed her boyfriends every month. Therefore, there was this startling contrast. On one hand there was Animesh, who happened to be a very simple “mama’s boy” and who was a one woman guy and on the other hand there was this girl who was well…. we all know what we call a girl who changes her boy friends every month and just uses them for her benefit. ( trying to keep my blog clean) I don’t mind the changing boyfriends part, but the worst thing was that she always saw her advantage. Once she knew that the guy wouldn’t be of any use, she would dump him. Therefore, to tell in simple words Animesh was “varan bhat” and she was a “biryani” gone sour. Animesh never confessed his feeling because he knew it was not worth it and that was the most promising part about him. He knew and he believed that he deserved better. We also told him the same thing, “ YOU DESERVE BETTER”. His feelings were genuine, but he realized that it was not worth it.

 

So this was his story. These two most common cases that u will find in your college life. Am I right?

 

Afterwards they both turned to me to hear my story. But at that time the lecture got over and I told them that I will tell them in the next maths lecture.

 

Fortunately / unfortunately / luckily / unluckily use whatever term u want……….. the next lecture got cancelled :P 

No Need for a title.... just read it... u will love it...

DISCLAIMER:

The characters in the following story are very real, any sort of resemblance to any person living or dead is intentional, and I am not sorry for that :) :).

 

Just joking. But this one is absolute fun. I hope everyone enjoys it and please do leave your comments on this one because it is something each one of us will have an opinion on. This is how it goes…..

 

He was a very quiet, reticent, simple, introvert and what many girls would call a “sweet” kid of guy. He was very down to earth but as they say that a man is known by the company he keeps, many people thought he had the same arrogance that his close colleagues had. But it was not so and people who knew him even a little could tell u that he was not as arrogant and self pampering as his peers were. 

She on the other hand was very outgoing, cheerful, sweet, straightforward, determined and was on very good terms with almost everyone at her workplace. It was very easy to envy her but there was hardly any person who hated her. It was just impossible to hate her. She was such a lovable girl who was in love with him.

 

“In love” is a very strong term and I don’t use it that easily, but this is one such case. She was not that a great friend of his and they hardly used to talk with each other. They were just working at the same company. But still she fell for him. There was something in him that attracted her. Actually many thing appealed her. It could be his simplicity, sophistication, occasional expressions on his face, which said “I’m lost”, his general expression of being as cool as cucumber or his provogue shirts!! It could be anything and everything. Her beautiful black eyes would tell it all….. only if u knew that she liked him, otherwise she was very good at hiding her feelings.

The funny or the tragic, whatever call it, part of was that he has a slight idea that she liked him. He had acquired this information form the grapevine communication system of their office. She never told her side to him. He got to know only half of the things and so he was never aware of the genuineness of her feelings. As he knew, only half of the real thing, there always existed a thin line of awkwardness between the two of them and at times, he did show signs that he knew about her feelings. But still he never knew her true feelings!!

FUNNY OR TRAGIC…… u guys decide.

Then she changed her job and now she was working as a HR manager in an MNC. She still hadn’t had her PF cleared from her old job. And surprisingly, he was the one who was in charge of these accounts. Therefore, when her cheque would be ready, he would have to call her or give her that cheque. She was aware of this fact and she expected him to call her or meet her. She had rehearsed what she would say to him, when he would call, at least 14 times!! One day when she was having her dinner, her phone suddenly screamed to life shouting out the Savage Garden number “truly madly deeply” and she saw an unknown number. But, that number was not that unfamiliar to her. She knew that number by heart and talking about heart, she realized that her’s was beating unnaturally faster J

 

Now lets jump back 5 minutes in time and I will tell you what he was thinking. His mind had struggle of his own. “should I call her or meet her in person… no! Meeting in person would attract unnecessary attention.. I will call her. But then there will be a bit of awkwardness.. shit mann this is crazy.. Fuck it!! I will rather call her..”

So he called her. Seeing his number on her screen, somewhere her ego was satisfied that he had to call her first…. Girls I tell u!!! so when she took the call this is what happened.

 

HE: hey hi!! This is ABC here.

SHE: (Of course, I know that. I’d been expecting your call) Oh hii!!

HE: err… I just wanted to let you know that your PF cheque is ready and ummmm u have to collect it before 7^th of next month.

SHE: ( god u sound soo  sweet!!) ummmm okk so where should I meet you? Office or somewhere else?

(At this point, both of them felt their mouths go dry)

HE: aaaaa….. ( what to do… if she turns up in the office m y group will tease me to death even though her reasons for coming will be genuine… where to meet…. Shitt!!! I hate to do this ) ummm can  u meet me somewhere outside.

SHE: (haaaaaaaaaaaa!!!) ummmm .. ok … where?

HE: aaa…. How about CCD? ( I hate myself) tomorrow 7pm ok?

SHE: ya sure .. bye  cya then..

HE: ya bye.

And so, after 2 mins 39 seconds, they hung up. Have a look at the irony of the situation. He had to call her to to ask if she would come to CCD .. lol :) ( though in an entirely different context). She did realize this fact and it made her smile. They say that, “a lot can happen over a cup of coffee”, and she surely hoped this saying came true.

 

It happens so many times with us. When we meet that very special person, we suddenly start trembling a bit, our mouths go dry, we feel like the tyre or a balloon, which is being deflated suddenly; our entire behaviour becomes similar to that of iron ,when magneto passes by ; and many such analogies are possible. If at we get a chance to speak with that person on phone, then the moment we hear the voice our dil goes hmmmmmmmmm :)

These kinds of things are magical and they need to be experienced to know them the best. I have tried my best to put them in words and I hope the readers have understood what I am trying to say. However, one question still prevails….

As the character “she” in the above story many of us have same feelings that she had. We sometimes genuinely like a person dearly, we care for him/her as we do care for our loved ones, we may not know that person inside out but still we have all these genuine feelings and immense liking for him/her…… so what is it? What can u call it?

 

Is it what we call true love? Or is it a seriously major crush? Or something else?

Please enlighten me.

 

I am waiting………

FEAR OF FAILURE....

We all have heard about this thing known as "fear of failure". Its a very bad thing, u know. It makes u underestimate yourself and not trust your abilities. This leads u to choke at crunch moments. So even if people have faith in you, you yourself dont trust yourself and according to me it is the biggest crime you can commit. NOT TRUST YOURSELF!!! Your attitude becomes cynical and u tend to see only the negative side in all the things. The responsibilities that u can normally handle easily, suddenly become an uphill task for you. Air around ur neck suddenly becomes warmer and u start sweating . Heart beats increase and you start dreading the moment when u will have to take some action or do that job or play the ball or get on the field. It can be anything. And the one thing that resides in your mind is that ," wht if i screw up this thing, wht if i dont do it properly, wht if the whole team fails because of me, " and many such things which you generally dont think of . But these things definitely spring up in your mind once you start doubting your own abilities. So this is it... I dont have any solution for it because i think each one of us has a different way to tackle this problem. We all know our strengths and weaknesses and it all depends on us how well we use our strenghts to hide our weaknesses.  

The most important thing BELIEVE IN YOURSELF AND NEVER DOUBT YOURSELF.

ALWAYS REMEMBER....... YOU ARE THE BEST, UNLESS PROVEN OTHERWISE!!!

cheers!!

A STORY.....

Well here is one story that I very close to my heart. It is a bit clichéd and very predictable and may be filmy too but still it is very special for me. It does not have a perfect end. Actually speaking I do not know how it will end. It is a bit blurred and can appear very unclear at places but those who know me very well will understand the story very well. I have given it a happy-ending in this post but I repeat again that I do not know how it should end. May be the readers can have a say by suggesting me the end. But first, here goes the story.

My story does not start with “Once upon a time, long long ago…” just for a simple reason that my story is not based in the past. It goes into the future, some 12-15 years from now. Don’t worry it is neither as bad as LOVESTORY 2050 nor is it inspired from it. This is story of a person named Aditya Patwardhan, his daughter Gayatri and their life.

 Aditya Patwardhan is a very accomplished businessman. He has done his MBA from a very reputed institute in India and now is earning big. He is a good-looking man with a great physique and equally good brains. He is a true sportsperson and has been passionate about all the sports since his childhood. They say, “Behind every successful man, there is a woman” and it is very true in his case. The great heights that he has surmounted in his career have all been due to his excellent upbringing by his mother. He came from a very simple middle class Marathi family and that is the reason behind his simple living even when he earns 30 lakhs a year. He loves all the luxuries and riches and does enjoy them but he is never addicted to them. Apart from his mother, there are four other important people in his life. His cousin sister Radhika, his school buddy Patrick, his business partner Siddhesh and obviously, his wife Harshada. Radhika was his friend first and then a sister, which is why they share, an excellent equation and she just understands him perfectly. She is a PhD holder and is a Principal of a very reputed school in town. Patrick is a perfect catholic guy who plays cricket for the Indian National team and the IPL team MUMBAI INDIANS. He was Aditya’s friend from his school days and they both have been together in thick and thin. Siddesh is his business partner and they both run an Advertising company, which is growing at a rapid pace. His wife Harshada is doctor by profession and is a very lovable wife. She has added a completely new dimension in his life.

Whenever in crisis, Aditya has these four cornerstones on whom he can rely completely to help him and he is sure that he can come out in a winning fashion if he has these four people backing him.

Aditya was always a very good leader from his childhood and these leadership qualities paid dividend when he won the entrepreneur of the year award in his very second year of establishing his company.

In his school and college days, he loved all the extra curricular activites more than the academics. The futile fluttering of textbooks was merely music to his ears. The confines of the classroom never attracted him.

 Aditya and Harshada had a beautiful daughter whom they named Gayatri. The day she was born Aditya knew in his heart and mind that a Champ was born. As she grew up he realized that she had taken the best from her parents. She had the same sportsman spirit and love for sports as her father had and she inherited the dancing genes from her mother. Harshada was a trained kathak dancer. Gayatri started following her footsteps along with playing volleyball. Aditya gave Gayatri the best childhood she could get. He provided everything for her but at the same time made her value everything she had, just the way his mother had brought him up.

Gayatri was a brilliant child and she excelled in both academics and extra curricular activities unlike her father. She loved to play volleyball and she was very good at it. She was the youngest player in her school team and as she grew up, she started playing for the district team also. Aditya had one of the greatest moments of his life when he saw Gayatri play for the district team. Her overall development earned her all rounder of the year award 5 times in a row in her school. The principal of her school always gave Aditya regular updates on Gayatri’s progress. The principal happened to be Aditya’s friend/ sister Radhika. Gayatri knew that fact and she never misused that fact and that was the receipt of the good work done on Gayatri by Aditya and Harshada.

When Gayatri was in the 8^th standard, she was made the school Captain and she also played for the State level. Aditya was beside himself with joy, when he saw his daughter play for Maharashtra or when she led her school to victory in the local competitions. He attended her every match and cheered her team. Some of the other parents used to look at him in surprise when they saw this person in suits jumping with joy on victory. Nevertheless, that is the way Aditya was. He just loved sports. Every weekend Gayatri and Aditya used to practice Volleyball for 45 mins after gayatri returned from her dance classes. After that practice, Aditya used to rush off with his friends to play “the beautiful game”. He never missed the weekend football with friends. It rejuvenated him both physically and mentally.

Two years on, Aditya had the most proud moment of his life when gayatri was selected for the Indian National Team. To add to that she scored 95% in her tenth board exams and also won a reality dance show on TV. That year was full of celebrations for the Patwardhans. Aditya was very happy with his “champ”, Gayatri. Aditya was estatic when he saw Gayatri wearing the Indian Blue with No.7 written at the back. Seven was his favourite number.

Gayatri decided to pursue Arts for her higher studies and Aditya fully supported her decision as he had always done. Her progress continued as before and now she was reaching the peaks in both her dance and volleyball department. She won many dance competitions in her college too. She did very well in her 12^th standard boards too.

Everything was just perfect in their life, Aditya felt.

But he failed to realize that things aren’t the way they appear to be.

One day Gayatri came upto him and said,” dad, can we go out for a walk? I need to talk to u about some thing.” Aditya readily agreed and they went for a walk in the joggers’ park near their house. There Aditya asked Gayatri ,” what happened dear? Anything wrong?”

Gayatri replied,” no dad. Nothing wrong. But, I need to tell u about something that I have decided. Ok. I don’t know how to tell you this and please hear me out fully dad because I know this will hurt u a lot. I will be very frank because I know u will appreciate me being frank. Dad, I do not wish to pursue volleyball any further. I want to become a choreographer and I cannot do both the things at the same time. The time has now come for me to choose one. I know that the sports culture in India has improved and I can make a good career in volleyball but that is not something I want to do for a living. I want to be a choreographer and I want to be the best choreographer in India. For that, I have to give up volleyball. I know this will hurt u a lot because my volleyball means a lot to u and u would love to see me go further ahead in that field but then , dad, that is not what I want to do. I hope u understand me. I know you will. I am sorry dad but this is what I have decided.”

Aditya was very hurt by the decision of hers but he didn’t show it on his face. He could see his beautiful dreams and all the plans that he had for her come crashing down. But, he didn’t show any of these emotions on his face. Just when he was about to respond to her, Gayatri interrupted,” oh ya and one more thing dad. I always wanted to ask u this but I never got the courage to do so. Now I feel I should. I never really understood how my success made u so very happy. I know that as a parent u would be happy and u love sports but still there is a different sparkle in your eyes whenever you see me winning. Mom also is happy but ur happiness is very different. What is it dad? I never understood it. Please tell me.”

At this moment Aditya was reassured of his words-“ the champ was born”. He knew it was time to tell her everything that was in his mind for all these day. The dream. The plans. Everything.

He started, “ok gayatri, here goes. Firstly, I very well understand your decision and I fully support it. U don’t have to say sorry. I understand that multi-tasking is difficult and I don’t want u to be a jack of all trades as your father was. Don’t look surprised dear. I am now going to answer your last question. U ask me about the sparkle in my eye, the passion that I have, alrite then. Listen to this. U know as a child I always wanted to be a sportsperson but somehow I couldn’t manage to. I always wanted to play for the district teams, the college teams or even the school teams. But I couldn’t. Not that I was bad. I was good but it was the best that was required and I couldn’t match up to the best. I always wanted to be a hero of the team, a captain or someone who wins the match at the last minute. That moment of glory. U understand me, don’t u? Its not that I didn’t achieve anything. I did achieve a lot. But then my dream was always incomplete. Until u came into my life. U were “THE CHAMP”. U showed me the real picture of everything that I dreamed or I hoped to be. And I am very grateful to you for that. U know when u were the school captain. I always wanted to be the school or college captain because I am a very good leader. So I knew that I can make a good captain or coach. But I couldn’t even play for the team, forget captaincy or coaching. Today I am so very successful in business but that is something that I have chosen as a career. It is not something that I dreamt of. You completed my dream. I was living my dream through you. I know this parasitic behaviour of mine was very wrong but that was all I could do. And I never forced you for anything. So I should not be very hard on myself. But I will again say this, “ thank you for showing me such great memories that I will cherish forever”. And ya I do support your decision of being a choreographer. May you become a more famous choreographer than Farah Khan and then make movies also… but not like her haan. And yaa don’t take that git SRK in your movies. J .”

Aditya heaved a huge sigh and Gayatri hugged him saying, “no need to say thank you dad. It was as much of your dream as it was mine. Let’s go home now. I have a surprise for u. I knew everything that you just said; it was just that I wanted to hear it from your mouth. And ya you will always be a HERO for me. Never say that you could never be a hero. U made a champion out of me. U are one gem of a coach. Let’s go home now.”

 

As they walked back home aditya wondered what her daughter was up to next now. When he entered home he had Harshada , Radhika, Siddhesh and Patrick all there to welcome him home. They all knew about what had happened between him and Gayatri as she had rehearsed what she was going to say 14 times before them and all four of them predicted Aditya’s replies, which happened to be the same. J.

So this is the story till here. After this what happens I don’t know. But still I have an ending in my mind. Radhika offers Aditya a post for the coach of her school Football team that he readily accepts and does that job very efficiently along with the big business that he runs. He also attends every match of Mumbai Indians as his company if their publicity partner and his best friend plays for them. He never missed a single match. He runs his company in weekdays and coaches the school kids on weekends. Thus continuing to live his dream through the kids. 

The reason why this story is close to me is that I also feel that whatever passion we have we must somehow keep it alive in some form or the other no matter where we are or what we do…… Just try to Live Your Dream…… some way or the other!!!!

A FEELING

Now if its my blog then there surely has to be a post on ENTHUSIA. So here it goes…

Enthusia…. The time of the year which brings me the most joy and transforms me into something different. It is the annual sports fest of VJTI. As I just love sports and am passionate about any institution or team that I represent, enthusia is the time which brings a lot of joy and excitement for me. In my first year I had worked as a reporter for our daily newsletter and played a few games namely football and basketball. That year my department, electrical dept, had performed decently well but still we finished in the 5^th place which came as a shock for me coz I thought we should have finished in a better position. So I met our department head and asked him wht went wrong. He told me that our department did very well in the boy’s sports but we lost out on the girl’s events, which was very true as I didn’t see any of the electrical girls go on the stage to collect any award. It was in that year only that I decided that I will be the department head for our department next year. 

The duty of department head involves the job of getting all the selections for the teams done, making sure that the teams report on the venue , etc etc  in short “bahut katkat kaa kaam reheta hai “ was wht my GS told me when I told him that I want to be the DH. He had offered me other posts like sponsorship manager or infra …. But I told him that I wanted to do this thing only.. so it was done then . I did work as a Publicity manager but also did the work of a Department Head.

 

So the first and the foremost thing that I had to do was get all the girls teams together. And I thank god that I got a very good batch of juniors where in there were many good athletes. Girls and boys both. So there was no question of boys team for any event. Now the girls from the first year were very enthusiastic about the whole thing…. And they were very co-operative. They practiced and practiced and practiced. It took a lot to convince them. Few of them used to get mood swings and used to complain sumtimes ( I am referring to some one with maggi noodles like hair… hehehehehe ….. just joking haan.. lol) … But no…. seriously on a serious note all of them, each and every one …. I can still name them all……. All of them contributed like hell. Some got hurt but the spirit never died… 

And so it was done ….. the trical girls team for almost all the sports consisted of the same set of players.. majorly the players were the same. And we did very well in team games.. won the KHO KHO gold with easy where in monica was just jogging her way to victory in kho kho.  The matches were highly one sided…. ( monica  is a national level kho kho player :D). We lost in the semis of basketball girls match but we had won the physical battle there [:D]…. Beat them…. Hehehe… and in the individual athletics…  welll I need not say anything… it was just electrical all the way… all we had to do is tell nikita and monica to runnn…. And we had medals… hehe.. 

The boys teams also performed well. Readers should not get an impression that boys team were not paid attention. The thing is in boys events there are fixed champions. Some teams are just toooo good to beat. And trical boys teams are well up with the best.

 

So the entire December and January I worked like hell as a DH and the results showed. Our department was undoubtedly the best after IT who finished 1^st . But when the result cam out the tronics dept had just finished ahead of us. I  didn’t understand how because we were ahead of them till the last day. But then we all know that things can change in a day… so lets leave that. We finished in the third place, which was a biiig achievement. When Jasleen announced that trical dept had finished in the third place at that time all of us who were there erupted with joy and I was happy beyond words.

Finally in my life I got a feeling that I had achieved something. We went up the stage and I received the trophy. Funny thing was tht no one stopped me from doing it. I guess I had contributed in some way. J . when I got the trophy we all danced on stage and the feeling was exactly the same as the feeling which steven gerrard got when he lifted the champions trophy in Istanbul in 2005, when Iker Casillas lifted the euro 2008 trophy , and so on….. now whenever I see such and occasion I can relate to what they must be feeling because I myself have had that feeling of lifting a trophy and feeling on the top of the world. It is such a feeling which cannot be described.. u have to experience it … and for that u have to play some group game or any sport for that matter coz this feeling can come only through sports. Even if u get 99.99 percentile in cat or a perfect 10 pointer…. U wont be able to relate to this feeling…. Its just specially related with sports and u have to experience it to know wht it is.

 

I would once again thank all the athletes who played in enthusia 08 and who gave me the chance to experience this wonderful feeling. 

My weight reduced from 72 to 65 in that one month…… but every gram was worth it!!!!!!

TO SMILE OR NOT TO SMILE... THAT IS THE QUESTION.

al rite ... so finally i am blogging.... and to start of with i am writing this small experience that i had 3 days back.... i am sure u all can relate to this...

it was a wednesday afternoon.....i surprisingly had written the SP paper pretty well courtesy Prathamesh and Swami.... we all had made the same mistake though... but still 15 marks attempt out of 20 was not bad. So we were all going back home... When we walk back from college our BIG group walks in small small groups... so that we dont hinder the traffic... lolz. so it was me Siddhi and Ameya who were walking at the front.. and we were just having a chat about how ameya was feeling bad tht his car was sold... The Afternoon batch of students was coming to college... and there were many familiar faces amongst them..... but one girl was coming alone... she is a very famous girl in our college... ( and famous for both right & wrong reasons.....) so she walking and she had this smuggish smile on her face.... now i am pretty good at face reading..... i am...... i am not boasting... 

so  the look on her face was tht she was slightly smiling ..... as in it was not a convincing smile nor was it a rude look.... but what was going in her mind was this..... at least i think soo

" hey... these are students from my college....hmmmmm i am sure they must be knowing me... oh.. yaa  of course... why wldnt they.... half of them have interacted with me.... but they are not like gr8 frnds yaaar.... so should i smile or show tht i recognise them.... ummmmm no.... why should i do tht.... they are supposed to know me.... so they should smile first... or atleast show some sign of recognition....... haaan... i will do one thing...... i will have this small smile on my face..... so let them take the initiative and then i will smile back..... as it is i dont have company today .... and even the car was not available.... its soo boring to walk alone.... and tht tooo meeee... i am walking alone......chuck it.... i have a paper to attend.... oh  here they come..."

well this is my analysis.... so when all tht was going through her mind.... she had the same smug smile ,i mentioned before, on her face.. now i had personally interacted with her once or twice and so had ameya.... siddhi hadnt... and all of us were in our own world.... so didnt bother taking notice of her.... but i am sure hardik or someone else from the lot who was walking back must've fulfilled her wish that some one takes a note of her.... hardik is a nice guy.... he will smile at everyone he knows.. hehe ( mihir mimicks that very well...)...

ya so this happens to all of us many times...... say if u know someone and u wave out to him/her... and if he or she is not paying attention the it appears as if u r just waving in air.... or it appears as if the other person is not giving u any bhaaav.... hehe... and this is true if tht person is just an acquaintance... and we guys suffer the most if that acquaintance is a very good looking girl...  u wave out to her and she is not looking in ur direction.... then ur gone.... ur frnds will taunt u like hell... hehe... 

so whenever i see such lovely acquaintance.... i dont jump the gun and smile or wave straight away.... i first make sure tht the girl is looking at me and showing me some sign of recognition.. and then smile or wave..... because finally the question arises..... to smile or not to smile.... heheheee 

plz do post ur comments... i know my blog is very raw and i lack finishing touch.... ur comments are most welcome... :)