Well first of all the title should now be "Things I am missing" ,the lazy blogger that I am. My friends kept asking me why was I not writing about roorkee when the time to bid adieu has come..and I am sure this time i could not blame it to laziness..it was fear..no apprehension I guess..first that writing about it would make things final..poorna viraam if u will..but even that was not it..the reason was I was afraid because I was gonna write something that was much bigger than me..
Anyways here I am..again..To make my life simpler and bring order the chaotic whirlpool of my thoughts..why should I not write them point wise..do here I go :
- wo raste wo galiyaan - I'll miss the campus mann..whenever seniors used to come back2roorkee or i saw some alumni discussion..I was bored about how they would keep on talking abt the main building..blah blah..I thought.. :) .. And here I am about take the next turn of my life and now enslaved the majestic splendor of the structure..I guess its what the building represents..a proud witness of equally proud intellectuals( we are arent we ;)) , ..Its an anchorage to all of us..sth that has withstood the tests of time..
- wo classein - Ooh..yes..I'll miss them big time..not that loved them academically..which I did to a certain extent..It was that i got to obesrve..observe how the 70 odd people reacted to the same session in entirely different postures..
- there is one called the 'swinging lady' where the person sways to & fro between the reality and dream world....
- there is another 'totally out' where the victim can no longer take the 'torture' and surrenders fully to sleep not caring about the repurcussions
- Some people like me use the 'hypnotic stare'..we look at the teacher with rapt attention only to let our minds freely wander to the cravings of our imagination..
- wo bhawan - guess what..hostels are called bhawans out here..so what do I miss..the 50 year old structure which needs to be brought down..the baad baad mess food..the unhelpful staff..oh..yes! I will.. I loved my floor..filled with the chotus,the saands, the budhhas, to the dudes..it had all the species from different corners of India.
- wo night outs - I guess this one aspect of college life that is surely lost forever..never again will we be able to enjoy the night outs for movies, serials or for no reason at all with this much ease..heck what..it only meant missing a few classes(though I still didnt)
- Wo BAKAR - thats IITR lingo for gup shup..haa..me an introvert likes to speak less..but throw in a few friends and then you are up for a treat..mix the ingredients well - masti , mazaak , ek doosre ki lena, and even sentiyaap in the final days..these were the moments that i will miss dearly..to not care about the ways of the world..and still feel like we owned it. haah..thats what college is all about i guess..
ab kya boloon yaaroo ki yaari ke liye..and i stop here because the more i write about it..the less it would start meaning..
naye raste nayi dishayeeinn,
un rastoon pe chalta mein dhoondtaa nayi tamannayaein.
un rastoon pe chalta mein dhoondtaa nayi tamannayaein.