This is the time of the year when you could find every second person whispering the same few things again and again ….. ” Can’t believe this day would come so quickly ” …. ” Time really flies so rapidly ” …. ” I’ll miss this place , these guyz , all the fun , stupidity and not so substantial yet so memorable moments we spent together ” …..

Reason being the end of yet another academic year …. An academic year which was nothing less than once in a lifetime experience for me …. Infact all the three years I have spent doing this funny , mysterious and awesome course have contributed in building up the most memorable period of the god-so-damn funny and complex life of mine ….

There are few things which always remain the same …. One of those things is the sheer pleasure which we extract in mocking the guys of the tougher branches while they concentrated hard in understanding the mechanics of gears or the complex procedure of switching and stuff ….. I always knew that making a jump from ECE to CSE was a wise decision …. But what I realized of late was that it was a decision which has virtually changed the way I looked at engineering …. Everything is so so so very easy if you are a computer science guy …. Just few hours of studies , and you are deemed to score more than an electronics guy who has spent sleepless nights trying to understand microwaves and antennas …. …. CS totally rock …

Apart from studies ( if there was any ) , the frequency of late night parties and night outs has surely increased over the past two years ….. When I completed my first year I thought that the best part of my college life is over …. But second year was even more exciting …. and third year had still more of it to offer …. Thats precisely the reason I am so looking forward to the next session …. the session which I am sure I will never ever forget ….

Life comes in various shades … So does every second , every minute and every day of our life … You never know when the curve on your lips can flip …. You never know what the next moment has in store for you …. I was no exception to this fact …. There came a period in this year when I was completely shaken from the very roots …. I seriously never thought that I would ever be able to come out of “that” thing …. It was the most ugliest phase of my life so far …. But every cloud has a silver lining …. And this is not a saying …. Its a scientifically proved fact ( read manuals for the proof by iteration …. lol ) …. Anyways , the reason I say this is because this was the very incident which helped me evolve , taught me a few lessons and most important of ‘em all ….. I got to know that I have got so many gems as my friends , which I am sure will always stand by me , no matter what …….

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And guess what …. the entire session has gone by and I am still wondering what was the reason they tagged the room I was allotted as “The Haunted Room” …. Goodness me …. I was so eagerly waiting for Mr. Ghost for a special appearance …. But he never came ….  People say that the room was too small to accommodate two ghosts …. I suspect that they might be correct …. At last , I was the last ghost man standing …. Yayyy … I won … I guess I was deadlier , in the end  !!!

Now I am back at home …. But for the first time in three years , I am not very excited to be back home …. As a matter of fact , I never wanted to come back …. Infact , most of us didn’t …. The reason behind this abnormal behavior can be credited to our beloved seniors …. Three years we had been together …. and its a time long enough to form a special bond with someone ….

They told us many secrets about this awesome college of ours …. They told us how and why Sagar Bhaiyya was to be remembered in case of a power cut …. Why it was necessary to go from single to committed within the first year itself    ( now or never kind of a thing … …. Life is a race … Be quick … or all the good girls will be taken ) …. Though I still oppose the way they exploited us to complete their assignments …. But still we owe a lot to all the support they provided us with ….

Now when I bid them a farewell …. I know that though we will still be in contact …. But we are not going to meet each other at every random place in the campus …. Now the meeting will be scheduled and once in a while …. The “good morning sir” which was a sign of fear in the first year , has eventually turned to respect …. And I will surely miss them all …. If you are reading this , I just want to say that I love you all …. and will dearly miss you …. Wish you all the best for the next phase of your life ….

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The rooms of the final year hostel has been allotted according to the merit …. Bad luck … … I am stuck with all the studious and introvert guys in my lobby …. I can assure you that there will always be a pin drop silence in presence of this guys …. Scoring high in exams can sometimes be harmful as well … … Got to find some way out of this bookish company that I have been forced upon ….

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Yaar majaak majaak me final year aa gaya …. Still can’t believe that we all are super seniors now …. C’mon guys … This is our domain now …. We are the most experienced and most powerful … …. Enjoy every moment henceforth …. coz time flies …. and it will not be much long when all of us will find bidding each other goodbye …. and entering the ruthless competitive world , trying to leave a mark of our own …!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

“The students of RKGIT are hereby informed that the third sessionals are compulsory for everyone . Absence in these sessionals will show up adversely in the internal marks (Teacher’s Assessment) ….. SIgned : Dean”

There is a very fine margin between advice and threat when it comes to my college management . All this while they were found saying things like “This sessional is for your own good”…”This is will prepare you for your exams”…“After writing this sessional you will turn into Cindrella” … and suddenly one day they sprung up with this notice.

Imagine a common man , returning to the hostel with a reservation ticket in his hand , conjuring all sorts of plans of packing and never coming back , who suddenly confronts this notice . Won’t will he be shocked , disappointed , petrified , blood thirsty and furious . Obviously he will be .

Only a day back this common man was found mocking all other common men who missed their earlier sessionals and were bound to appear in this one . And now where did he stand ??? Nowhere but on the same stage where the mocking will continue ,  he being the subject this time . 

And as if this was not enough . The next day , a postman , clown , bookworm , teacher’s butter boy , a common studious man was found rushing towards our room with two sheets in his hand . The sheets which looked ordinary and harmless from a distance turned into monstrous pieces of life sucking documents when looked from close . They were one of those  most dreaded assignments , and icing on cake , we were supposed to complete and submit “in person” . According to the yet another verdict , defaulters were supposed to be penalised with low internal marks .

Even if you commit one murder or two , the punishment will still be the same . And whenever such a situation occurs , when you got to choose from these two sets : …….. {studies , exams , assignments } and {bunks , go and get some life , **** exams , here I am coming , Home !!! } ….. the latter always holds the priority and the best argument that stand in favor of the latter is that “Books , studies and exams are only “Moh – Maayas”" …. you just got to remind your stupid heart that ” All izz well .. All izz well ” … even if it is not well , not by miles …… 

P.S. Currently I am blogging from my desktop , which obviously implies that I am home … Yayyyy !!! … and I am bunking my sessionals … and my parents thinks I am back on pre semester preparation leave (though they grew suspicious when I told them I haven’t brought any book and preparation leave isn’t made for studying but for relaxation of our much stressed cerebrum )

P.P.S. Though I sound so brave , I am not . I have started my quest for a medical certificate . Wish me luck .  :devil:

P.P.P.S. I have interviewed recently by this site called Speak Bindas . Read my interview HERE .

I chose to watch Gulaal over 13B this weekend and I don’t regret even a single bit for that . The movie was fantastic and Anurag Kashyap more than succeeded in portraying what he wanted to . If you hold an interest in the classic politics , then this is a movie you would love to watch again and again .

Disclaimer :  Spoilers Ahead

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The movie starts with Dilip Kumar Singh (Raj Singh Choudhary , the protagonist of the story) being taken to a place , wearing black clothes and with red gulaal all over his face , where Dukey Bana (Kay Kay) is delivering a fiery speech in an attempt to lit the patriotic flame in the heart of every Rajput for regaining the Rajputana . The start itself leaves a big impact on the audience . Kay Kay is at his best . His character , Dukey Bana , is the senapati of the Rajputs , who is trying to gather all the resources to initiate a revolution against the system .

Dilip comes from Bikaner to study law , not knowing that he will be engulfed by the political storm that existed there . He stays with Rananjay (played by Abhimanyu Singh) , who took birth in a royal family but refuses to lead the life of Your-Highness .

Dilip and Rananjay were introduced to Dukey Bana by Bhati (Deepak Dobriyal) , Bana’s most trusted man , when they decided to avenge the ragging of Dilip . Dukey convinces Ransa to fight the college elections . Ransa was murdered and the circumstances saw Dilip standing as a nominee for the post of General Secretary .

Dukey Bana resorted to unfair means and Dilip won the elections over Kiran (debut performance by Ayesha Mohan) . Kiran uses her innocent face to trap Dilip in her false love and drains him off all his emotions to the extent that Dilip refuses to beleive anyone when told about the real face of Kiran .

The master mind behind all the moves is Karan (played by Aditya Srivastav) , Kiran’s elder brother . He is Ransa’s step brother and is fighting for his father’s name . He planned everything , from Ransa’s mother to Dukey Bana’s murder from Dilip’s hand , in order to get the tag of “Rajput” and aspires to take the position of Dukey Bana . With the death of Dukey Bana , the power of Senapati is transferred to Karan . And thus , the madness which ended with Dukey Bana , will now be carried forward by Karan .

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The songs of the movie are awesome with very meaningful Lyrics . Piyush Mishra ( who brilliantly played the role of Prithvi Bana , Dukey’s elder brother) , has written the lyrics . composed the music and has playbacked a few songs as well .  The Prithvi version of  Sarfaroshi Ki Tamanna and Yeh Duniya agar mil bhi jaaye to kya hai points out the theme of the story , that how worthless was the revolution and the demand to establish Rajputana , at the cost of lives of a number of people . Still , there are  few lines such as Jaise dur desh ke tower me ghush gaya re aeroplane which can hurt few people .

Everyone has done a justice to his character . Kay Kay is brilliant as ever . Abhimanyu Singh did justice to his character , creating humor at many places . Raj Singh Choudhary has successfully portrayed an innocent boy who suffers the brainwash during ragging , and then unknowingly gets involved in the dirty politics of love , power and revolution , finally leading to his death .