The aptitude for ineptitude that followed me throughout my summer - with the affininity that Bush( and now hopefully Barack ) had for Osama.....gave me the feel of ' deja vu ' - that the world is like an open desert , same at all ends with nothing to choose from.
Come NIT J........and it was refreshing to see the great circus back again......, though only till i wasn't at the recieving end! Unfortunately, my refreshment was about to end today.....
This is the first time i give a complete account of my day - not that it would change your world around - but still ( Read this if you are fully faltoo - which is so very much expected from a NITian!).....No philosphy here ( unlike my earlier posts, so relax! )
Voila!!
6 : 00 A.M
Just as the dawn with its golden brigade adorns the clouds above ,killing off the darkness, inebriating the lively ideal day one would expect to follow.....
About the ideal time to start your day.... ..
????
Not for me, though.
z..zz...zzzz.....zzzzzz.......please dont disturb , I am sleeping! (dreaming about .......u know.....who...)
6 : 30 A.M.
Me still dozing off.......
come again....
7 : 00 A.M.
Ahh.....
hmm.....
Well I changed my posture now.......
8 : 00 A.M
ok......off to business now!!
I search for my toothbrush........
8 : 10 A.M.
Still searching for my toothbrush!! Phew....dere it is......
oops where's the toothpaste?....
8 : 15 A.M.
Ok...i am done .....
Why is my temporary roommate screaming?
......
seems he is searching for his toothbrush now!!
God! Did i notice my brush just turned Red!
Sorry bro!
8 : 35 A.M.
I walk towards Ravi's room....my future room mate......we have to go to the bank to deposit our hostel fees in advance...only then we will be alloted the hostel....
Rs. 8500 / That's what I require....
Rs. 1800 / Thats what I have .......
My check worth 10000 hasnt yet reached my account......
So there begins my Jugaad.......
Jugaad is all about the magic of improvisation –when a never-say-die attitude and an ability for lateral thinking encounters an unforeseen problem in a resource-poor situation. As a term it used to be referred to with wry affection that asserted the fix-it approach and yet indicated its rough-and-ready contours. You get first hand experience of it here.....
2500 - Ravi
1000- Rahul
4000-Rudraksh(Rudy)
Atleast that's my plan.....
8 : 40 A.m.
Ravi is busy on someone's lappy.....
With the intensity tantamount to Gambhir's grit, with a glint in his eyes , reminiscent of Ganguly's determination and enthusiasm on his face like Sachin's apetite for runs......there he was.....
Ravi ,"Bas ekk aur minute bhai! thoda important kaam hai mereko!"
Me , " Kya kaa....." and as i moved forward to check......well it turned blue....not the sky...neither my mood....but you know something on the lappy!!
Uh...aahh....uh...aah....ohhh!!! The words , rather squeky sounds of a lady ( dont ask me the dressing details , please! ) reverberate within the room...
Rudy is busy with Fifa.....
Rahul is nowhere to be seen( i was expecting that! )....
So in despair I step out of hostel 6...towards the bank...hoping for a miracle.....Its raining heavily....as one would expect.....whatever little roads we have at nit are waterlogged....
And the "kacchi Sadak " is nothing but a quagmire......
A perfect place for budding tadpoles to try their first lessons at swimming.....
Will someone try to notice the fact that this college was meant for homo sapiens?
Not for members of 'Canis lupus familiaris' ( i think there must be 3 : 1 ratio for students : dogs here...) Atleast we still hold the majourity!
Never mind as i walked( almost floated) my way to the bank....a long queue welcomed me....
All socialising and catching up with old friends took backseat as we huffled and puffled our way to the Canara ATM....
I took out 1500 ( so now i was left with 300 )
And then came my saviour - my angel - Anoop....
He offered to lend me 7000 bucks for 2 days...till the time my check comes up...
Thanks bro!!
But as it was intended to be...the Atm ran out of money....
So the rush moved towards
State Bank Atm....
Its amazing, we were first in our line after a good 30 minutes...and there we were all of a sudden at the back again!!
Anoop , " Chal koi na, Modi! Usse nikal lete hai! ".
Me , " Thanks yaar!! ".
45 Minutes later.....
Anoop, " Chal koi na, Modi! kisi aur din nikal lete hai! ".
Me, " ###****@@@@*&%%$#^#^$%& ".
Anoop, " Theek hai ,,,,le pakad Atm aur yeh le pin code.....34**....leekh le kahin par...."
Me , " Koi Naa.....meri memory badi sharp hai! Tu jaa aaram kar!"
I stood in the line , in the commotion......
11 : 30 AM
Still Raining, still in the line.....
There is no worse feeling , then the chaffing of wet, stinky clothes with your body.....well actually there is...i was about to learn later...
11 : 55 AM
My turn is about to come....am i dreaming? No, this can't be true!!!
Dreams are like intoxicants( mild one's though) they take you out of your miseries, and satiate your whims and fancies......Nothing beats the entry in the land of Morpheus( roman god of dreams)
Meanwhile Pramod still continues his f***ing comments about everything crap....I understand....
But Now his comments give me a headache.....Dude & F**K are the only 2 words engraved in his lexicon(Hope he takes this in a lighter vein ! )....
Give it a break ! You might find better words...
11 : 58 A.M.
"Enter the pin :" flashed on the atm screen!!
yup...okk......
What was the no?
Was it 3456?
Or perhaps 4323 ?
Oops!! Someone is in trouble......
Ok...two strikes over...and I am pushed and shoved out of the Atm by the ravenous crowd... :(
I try calling Anoop....the bell rings...
"O o jaane jaana, tune Kia mujha deewana "
Anoop, " B*******D"
Me, "M********D!! "
Both of us wanted to hurl abuses at each other's faces, unfortunately , my phone drenched in the rain , gave up its voice(What a faithful companion it had been, I still remember my endless messaging to girls , only to get the same reply - "BETTER LUCK NEXT TIME! " ).....
That was just about the beginning of my problems.....
As water trickled down my dishivelled, tousled hair and came running down to my brows and specs.....my visiblity diminished as did my chances, whatever slim they were.....
TO BE CONTINUED.....
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