Hum rahe ya na rahe kal.......Yaad aayenge ye pal

Starting with a word of advice,if u havent yet listened to Kites music.Go Get IT !!!!
Rajesh Roshan, has again come up with some great refreshing music, probably recreating the magic he did with 'Kaho na Pyaar hai'.I have just heard the songs once and i already forgot the laughing "panauti" Of Akhshay in 'Housefull' which i just returned after the night show.

Well yesterday was one of the days which i am going to cherish all my lyf. It was our computer science 'F'arewell celebration and it was those few days which will be remembered everytime the friends reunite.The party started with dance and nothing else happened after that till our legs died. Luckily, we decided to walk through 8 kms while returning (as we usually do these days) and we witnessed the first heavy rain of the season and it was perfect end of the day as we danced in the rain and walked through it.

Well the koleg started for us with the 'F'reshers party, so it ended the 'F to F' journey spanning 4 years . The years we shivered, be it from seniors or teachers or in many cases The Hostel staff....none of us can forget the first days in hostel when every person in sky blue uniform seemed to have a crack down on us. Then came the days of liberation which came in the form of, or probably, in a revolutionary form of hostel Hunger Strike.

2nd yr gifted us a light weight Senior's tag ,suddenly we were the hosts and 1sr yrs with the uniforms were the guests.I experimented with dancing during the hosting of fresher party and discovered yet again that "pappu cant dance sala" . Doesnt matter, our skit was a laughing riot.
It was the tym wen cries of "GO GO GO" ,"Bomb Planted", "arey mere base pe tower ban rha hai","ARMY BHEJ", " Roger that", and my favourate "abey gold hai kya" gained prominance in the hostel corridors and books were replaced by Xerox notes during xms. 2nd yr ended with the trip to Kharagpur and the parathe at 3 in the chilly night canteen in Kgp campus.
when we slept so hard in the train that we had to jump from running Purushottam exp with pants and slippers in hand while returning from Kgp.

3rd yr comes and came Mr. Shastry with his Morning Raga song "Gudmoooooorning KP3!!!!! its PPT classes time". when we slept with the doors locked from outside.It was the time when we had a 12 hr conflict with the IST ,becoz when India was preparing to wake up we were hanging out with Maggi and tea cups on the KIIT streets. when Breakfast replaced dinner and attendance in the class was, ironically, better than that for Lunch.when we left Midsems just because one of the friends did so. When world was trying to save American banks, the only thing which mattered us was whether the Anand's piggy bank ( which he used to keep coins) could support the morning Atmaram tea party. Placement was uncertain but fear and tension were kept quite far from the hostel premises.

4th yr started with a bang,,,not that we got placement offers the first day,,,but something different happened. A mess problem caught fire and in an hour 50 hostelites were breaking tables and glasses and literally broke the reception. Result!!!!!! 6 in morning and we were at the railway station waiting for the train to home.koleg shut down for 2 weeks. Nyways we returned after Dussehra and gud news, finally placements were ON, atleast the scenario had turned positive. January was the month which finally saw companies visiting the campus and the trend is still on. Though many are still unplaced but there is no dearth of ability and spirit and hope each one will have an offer very soon.

There are so many memories which cant be penned down in one blog. Every day shared with such beautiful friends is a memory, every mischief done in class, every cup of tea,
every walk down to the Shikharchandi temple, every black ticket bought for the 1st day 1st show, those teasing and leg pulling, when it took 3 pockets to pay for a coffee and we paid debt taking debt from other, those fights for the empty water bottle, moments i hurt someone and those when i got hurt,when the heart broke,when Ansh broke his hand, when the purse never lasted more than 15 days a month.

Woh Tyagi-manda yudh, woh tuesday ko Anand ke Mandir ke prashad ka intezaar, Ranjeet ki generosity aur uska dialogue "Aaj se padhai karenge", Biresh chacha ki smile, Chotu ka bachpana, Shobhit ki classes, woh Ansh ki Bike, Rahul aka Bubly ke sath *****, Uncle ka ashirwad, Patidar ka figure , Abhimanyu ki talli angrezi , aur bahut kuch!!!!!!!!!

Well the countdown has begun and very soon we will bid Adieu to this koleg and as its said that "Every good thing has to end someday", but this good will make way for a much better future. I wish that each one of us has something much better in store for the rest of our lives.