I'm feeling crestfallen for making your recent visits to my blog unproductive. I was busy in stamping my left days of BHU on my memory by doing the extreme masti. That I forgot to do every other thing in life. I m writing this blog on the eve of last theory paper and due to lack of time and prevailing influence of distracting factors ( xerox etc) I expect lot of bugs in the blog and I expect you to negotiate with those like you all had done in past and grasp the theme.
Bhawnao ko samjho yaar. So the story starts at around 1:50 AM on 4th MAY, we were fighting with insects,mosquitoes (common in C.V Raman) humidity and temperature without the weapon (electricity). As usual these days our hostel was only one of the few victims of this power failure. I was carving my way to bed while lot others where busy dreaming, the sparks generated outside the room of Shukla left us lonely in the cumbersome battle. In no time our enemies succeeded and even our victorious fighters were found out of their couches.
The heat was unbearable and there was no chance we could have fetched the dreams of our desired/beloved ones. So I asked my padosi Bond to make a trip to Lanka like expected he was readily ready. Some other batch mates liked the idea and in no time mechites were on road brrming their bikes on the emptylanes of BHU.
We reached lanka had snacks and all time favorite special chai @ gumti near ims gate and as usual the bakar was on while we were served with snacks and tea. After that we reached PMC and sat their while some of our friends roamed around the vacant Varanasi roads ( a rare sight) to fulfill their desires ( of drinks and snacks obviously).
We spent 2Hrs and around 4AM we got confirmation that finally there is power in our hostel and the shriek of Tintin on someone of power office had worked.
By the way the night was ultimate cold and speedy cold air was blowing through our night outfits fondling our skin and making us feel blue( Imagine kar yaar Mahila mahavidyalya ke samne aisi pyari hawa kya feel degi).
Chalo yeh kissa hua we reached our hostels and by 5 we raided our beds. The next day starts like any usual day in IT. After we had lunch the power left us alone in the battlefield. I got the idea of taking some snaps of guyz preparing for last theory paper for some of us this will be last of life(pics available at my album on picasa).
In meantime Saand and tarun started battle of waterloo and in no time there was holi festival being celebrated in C.V Raman hostel. Holi for end of tortures exams. There were few rituals followed for this mech holi some of them being charnamrit snaan, ice skating(pulling) bums etc.
It was great opportunity for us to have the last paper of one of the coolest teacher of mechanical dept Dr Amitabha Bhattacharya. The level of confidence of students in his capability of clearing students is to the extend that there exist lot of guyz in branch like me who till now (6:00pm ) had not started the course. And going by the cliche all well if its ends well I wish all the fourth yearites all the best for rest of exams left in life and cheers for the start of new era.
Wish all the final yearites a happy and prosperous future.
