Thursday, February 17, 2011

3 shades of grey

“Its 5:30. Get up” said Dad.
It has been a really long time since I heard those words.
“Its 5:30. Let’s sleep now” is what I'm used to.

It obviously wasn’t an easy task, but short attendance was a reason strong enough for me to get a kick off. Light breakfast, quick packing, and I was off to the station. Dad allowed me to drive. I doubt whether I wished to do so. Being used to being sleep deprived and still being able to being normal helped me being able to function properly. Numerous night outs, due to inter hostel events, and gaming stuff, and due to simply chatting, and sometimes due to texting, sometimes due to music stuff, quite a lot of time due to just thinking, and yeah a hell lot of times due to studies, has made us machines. But unfortunately, all the compensation takes place during the lecture hours.

Whatever, the journey wasn’t eventful in any sense until I reached Rajiv Chawk. The place looked livelier then it usually does. A guy was holding a bouquet, and then one another had a gift wrapped up nicely in his hand. People seemed to have dressed up better than what you see on every other Monday morning. There was an aura of delight surrounding them all. I smiled, I grinned, as it was February the 14th, the much awaited Valentine’s Day. I’m talking about others, when I’m saying much awaited, of course.

I glanced at my phone, yet another year without any wishes. Even GAYshyam didn’t bother to flex his muscles to do so either. Even he seemed to have found someone else finally, after getting beaten by me, due to my otherwise orientation, on so many occasions. Some unreliable sources have revealed that he’s now trying desperately on Gangi after continual failures from Stud’s and GOD’s side. But as apparent, he would fail again, as Gangi has found a valentine too.

On my way to Hauz Khas, on Delhi metro (bringing people way too closer,now: promoting homosexuality), red colour suddenly began to look odd. When everyone flaunted their love for red, was I worried to be clothed in three shades of grey?  May be, not really. You need to read my previous posts for any clarification.

In last year, I’ve seen so many changes, in me and around me. But:
My favorite colour is still Black, not red.
I still listen to Pink Floyd, not Enrique.
I still use my laptop to play counter strike, not to chat for hours.
I still don’t have a qwerty phone.
And I still use alarms to wake up.

Recently the SMS from Katta:”Atachee found sm**ching  in SDA” created some turmoil in the Shivalik House. The truth revelation wasn’t that much enthralling. The one which was indeed enticing was Gangi’s unreasoned and timely disappearance, reasons obviously are actually known to all, at 2AM, when the whole group was busy playing Counter Strike. How can someone skip a CS session? According to Katta, girls make you do things which you can’t even imagine. Gangi’s aforementioned actions are the perfect examples. So, I’m the only one left with status “single”. Arre nahi, now Mufti is also there. But as mufti says,” Meri dulhan to Magai hai”, so am literally the last one in the group. The underlined sixth(seventh actually, as maverick too is in our group now).

The rest of the day, went like any other day. The only difference I didn’t sleep in a single class and club meeting got postponed. SDA looked not much different at 10 PM.


Conclusion, what actually are 3 shades of grey in my life? Lemme introduce you to a conversation I had with one of my friend, after coming back from Goa.
Friend: Hey, how was Goa?
I: Awesome.
Friend: So, did you finally drink alcohol?
I: You know, I don’t.
Friend: So, went to a happening night club?
I: You know, I didn’t.
Friend: What about girls? Befriended anyone?
I: You know, I couldn’t.
Friend: So, why Go Goa? IIT is the place for you dear.


Life’s going on in an awesome way, hopefully it’ll continue the same way.
We have such a nice time coming ahead, the poltu season, even(odd even wala odd) semester fests, mid sem break, mom coming back, so much to do, so much fun, so much delight, so much thrill, so much love, so much laughter, so much joy, so much adventure. Will I be ready? Let’s see.



I had promised you that I will write on politics next time. I actually did. But haven’t posted it yet. Till then, read your favorite genre.

Next post soon.

Till then,
Keep Reading, keep Commenting.
K@ushik

New facts known:
·         There is a slap day too following the valentine’s day.
·         In Cleaveland, it is illegal to catch mice without a hunting license.
·         Laughter is a proven way to loose weight. (Better alternative, eat in Shivalik house mess.)

Quotes worth quoting

·         Itne valentine nikal gaye, unme ek aur jod do,
Mathematical induction lagao, aage ka hope bhi chhod do.
-          FB status of so many people.
·         Ladki nahi, ladki ghumane ka shauk rakho
-          Mahanubhav shri katta kumar
·         Hamaaare ilaaake main ladkeeeee
-          MachaooMAX senior Madhav


P.S. Messages:

Mummy: I’m missing you.

Papa: This time we’ll experiment a bit more with the sandwiches.

Riya: Don’t irritate viji jiji as much as I used to do, I still am the best at doing so.

Viji jiji, Mini jiji, and both jiju: Happy Marriage anniversary to you all.

Shubhankar: Computer fixed?

Sachin: Baat shuru kee?

Srijan: 3 compu course. Lolz.

Snehil: Tryst main machne waali hai. Lolz.

Ankur: Status kya hai bhai?Lolz.

Esha, Naman: Kuchh to funde do.

Arpit, Ankita: Treat kal nahi di, toh dekh lena.

Pawan, Jay, Dheeraj, Harsh, Somya, Avishek, Lokesh, Nagesh: Himadri circle, tomorrow 7:30 PM. Will leave from there itself.

 Abhishek, Abhishek, Abhishek, Siddharth, Abhinav, Ghanshyam, Sanjeev, Amit, Arpit, Aseem, Ravi, Balsher, Aatish: Lets finally have an intra hostel sweep.

Shashank, Sonia: Suggest me topics for my next post.

Panu: Your institute is good, yea!

iSid: DreamWeaver on rakha kar 24x7. And US se iPhone kaise ayega, poora procedure bata.

Ayush: Kabhi to seasons aur Movies mat dekh. Start gaming Dude.

Dhruv: Which all discographies you have. I want ACDC and System of a Down.

All fellow collage mates: Have a happy and safe poltu season.