~~~COLLEGE DAYS~~~(Part 2)... First Day In Class :)

A plump girl who looked more like a boy with her short hair, in a red shirt and a 3-4th capri enters the class. She is nervous as well as excited on seeing so many new faces. She was shy and hardly talked, just looked at the others and smiled meekly.
You guessed it right! It was me "ANUJA SHARMA" !!

We were given the time table for the first semester and surprisingly, we had classes till 3 p.m. on the very first day! "This is going to be tough!"-I thought to myself.

First lecture: enter a boy in the classroom. We thought he was probably a senior. But then he went and stood near the teacher's desk and introduced himself- " Am Gaurav Saxena, and am going to take your Java classes".. "God!!! Such a smart teacher!!", I could hear some girls whisper. Little did we know then that this young teacher is going to be our mentor, guide and a good friend in the coming 3 years. Gaurav Sir commenced with the lecture.............. AND THEN.... SHOOK THE WORLD, as a pack of seniors enter the classroom and request him to let them spend some time with us. We knew their naughty intentions and kept our fingers crossed. Gaurav Sir was acquiescent to their request and left the classroom. That was it! I remember how over-enthusiastic and united these people were when they entered the room. Nishi, Siddhi, keshavi stood out for me amongst the girls and amongst the guys I think Angad, Lakshay and a few others. They didn't leave even one of us! Amongst those extra-ragged was Saumit, our brother from Bihar. What flabbergasted me was the fact that Saumit gave it all with equal enthusiasm.

I remember Nishant Gulati being questioned-"Who would you choose from these two girls?", as they pointed towards me and Swasti. Swasti, a real beauty!, with those dazzling brown eyes and that extra cut which could blow away any mind! God would have taken a long time to paint her :).. Needless to say, he chose her. And I could sense Nishant Gulati blushing after he'd made the choice ;)

Now, they called me to the teacher's desk. "Tell us your hobbies"-they ordered. I started-"Singing, dancing, swimming......".......... "SWIMMING?????"-Shot out someone. "Chalo swimming karke dikhao..". I lay down with my stomach on the desk and showed them how to swim without water... "Ok now propose this guy"-they said pointing towards Rabi Poddar, another senior.I started- "Aap mujhe bohot achhe lagte ho, mujhe aapke gaal bohot achhe lagte hain,baal bohot achhe lagte hain.Will you marry me?"... That was probably the last time that senior had looked at me, never in 3 years after that he looked in my direction.. he he :D


We dreaded it, but finally we loved it. Thanks to all those seniors. So happy, excited and full of energy they all seemed to be! They injected in us a part of that energy and directly or indirectly shouted out to us-" WELCOME TO HANSRAJ COLLEGE, THE LAND OF FUN AND FROLIC!!!! :):):)

~~~COLLEGE DAYS~~~( Part 1)

It's the June of 2006. The auditorium of Hansraj College, Delhi University is packed with fachchas, semi-pakkas and fully-pakkas.. As I put my first foot inside, a sense of excitement engulfs me.. "this is going to be exciting!!"-somebody shouts inside me.


After the orientation at the auditorium I meet some of my new friends. I really can't recall the others, but Meenakshi was on of them. This girl manages to grab your attention at the very first sight-sleek, stylish, flamboyant, curly hair-very fair :). So together we head towards the canteen. My first impression of DU colleges was that they are known to be full of notorious seniors-who will not miss a chance to rag or gag on a junior. So although my teeth managed to crunch that piece of food in the canteen, my eyeballs rolled from one corner to the other to look for something unusual. And then, as if our worst fears came true, we started to sense some ragging going on(It couldn't have been loud, since there were cameras put all over the college). Poor little things, we managed to make an escape then. But little did we know, that there was lots to come and that there was no escape key on this keyboard!!

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Coming up soon.. Part 2-First day in the class. Read on :) :).... In the meanwhile help me by adding your own experiences and views... maybe this is how we can relive that incredible past again :)

Starting with 'I THOUGHT I SAW.....'

I THOUGHT I SAW an unidentified flying object!! All thanks to a news channel which managed to horrify,petrify and not just awake but shake the darkest of fears in me. Their show " SOMEONE's LOOKING AT YOU " one night happily gifted me with a sleepless night. They will have repeated "Someone's looking at you" almost 'n' number of times and everytime with the same thrust and vigour that I actually started looking at my windows to see if there was an alien peeping inside. They kept showing those ghost-like faces and I very foolishly succumbed to their horrow show.

It finally ended but what continued was the continuous flashing of that alien face in my mind. I didn't turn off the lights, and tightly hid my face with the pillow(to the extent that I could have choked myself to death) but that image wouldn't go. And what more can one ask for in such a dire situation-'the Nature's call' rings. I tried to control but a Nature's call is a Nature's call and even Nature cannot do anything about it. So, I had no other option but to give up. I rushed towards the toilet, making sure not to look at the windows, and continuously chanted 'om om om om'[Now I realise jaadu from 'Koi Mil Gya' would have gladly flown down to the earth again with that 'om om' but thank stars I didn't realise it then].

The restlesness continued the whole night and it continues till today, as every time I look up at the sky and see an airplane blinking, the first thought that comes to me is 'I THOUGHT I SAW an unidentified flying object'.

I might have been very casual and light in my approach but it's a serious issue that I wish to put forth. Exasperation of petty issues on the T.V. is all that is left in store of the news channels. They will go on and on with the lamest and the most unimportant topic and in two shakes of a lamb's tail they will manage to draw the attention of foolish people like us. It is for us to realise that it is their way of getting themselves noticed and gain supremacy over the other channels. Not only are they ignorant to other serious issues in the country but they are also ignorant to humanity. They are sick people blinded by money,name and fame!!

SEVEN signs it's time to take a bath :D

1.) When you don't have to make an effort of reaching for your armpits and smelling them,the odour itself,very gracefully,travels to your nose.
2.) When you cannot cover your face completely with a blanket while sleeping, bet you'll die of suffocation and sorrow.
3.) When the strongest of perfumes throw their hands up in contempt.
4.) When the neighbours start complaining of a foul odour coming from somewhere.
5.) When you raise your arm in a bus/train and 10 people stare at you with disgust while making a useless effort of covering their nose.
6.) When a close one who does the mistake of hugging you complains of acrid odour and seems to be no longer a close one.
7.) When the whole body seems to be unpleasantly itching,don't think of going to a chemist,JUST GO-TAKE A BATH!!

When the pigs run after you with delight, and the cat flicks her whiskers(when she thought she'd just smell dead fish) then all I can say is "Cure is better than prevention".. take a chance- visit the bathroom :D :D :D :D :D

Why your Mother always walks beside you- "Compiled (TOI)"

The young mother set her foot on the path of life. “Is this the long way?” she asked. The guide said: “Yes, but the way is hard, and you will be old before you reach the end of it. But the end will be better than the beginning”.
But the young mother was happy, and she would not believe that anything could be better than these years. So she played with her children, and gathered flowers for them along the way, bathed them in the clear streams; and the sun shone on them. But the young mother cried, “Nothing will ever be lovelier than this”.
Then the night came, and the storm, the path was dark, and the children shook with fear and cold. The mother drew them close and covered them with her mantle. The children said, “Mother, we are not afraid, for you are near, and no harm can come”.
The morning came, there was a hill ahead and the children climbed and grew weary, and the mother was weary. But at all times she said to the children, “A little patience and we are there”. So the children climbed. When they reached the top they said, “Mother, we would not have done it without you”.
The mother, when she lay down at night looked up at the stars and said, “This is a better day than the last, for my children have learned fortitude in the face of hardness. Yesterday I gave them courage; today I have given them strength”.
The next day came strange clouds which darkened the earth, clouds of war and hate and evil. The children groped and stumbled. The mother said: “Look up. Lift your eyes to the light”. The children looked up and saw the clouds above in an everlasting glory, which guided them beyond the darkness. That night the mother said, “This is the best day of all, for I have shown my children God”. The days went on, the weeks, the months and the years. The mother grew old and she was little and bent, but her children were tall and strong, and walked with courage. When the way was rough, they lifted her, for she was light as feather. At last they came to a hill and beyond they could see a shining road and golden gates flung wide open.
The mother said, “I have reached the end of my journey. Now I know the end is better than the beginning, for my children can walk alone, and their children after them”.
The children said “You will always walk with us, Mother, even when you have gone through the gates”. As they stood and watched her as she went on alone, the gates closed after her. They said: “We cannot see her but she is with us still. A mother like ours is more than a memory, she is a living presence…”.
Your mother is always with you… She’s the whisper of the leaves as you walk down the street. She’s the smell of soap in your freshly laundered socks. She’s the cool hand on your brow when you’re not well. Your mother lives inside your laughter. She’s crystallized in every tear drop. She’s the place you came from, your first home. She’s the map you follow with every step you take. She’s your first love and your first heartbreak, and nothing on earth can separate you. Not time, not space… not even death!

CHANGE

As I sit down today to write down the first post of my blog, I ask myself "What is the biggest thing that has happenend to me of late?". And the only answer i get is "Change".
Change and movement are the only constants in life- the fact that day follows night and that spring and autumn are both equally meaningful ,makes life more joyful and complete. As we align to this law of nature, and learn to integrate all our experiences, we renew ourselves and grow.
And so I conclude that change is unavoidable and that change may cause pain but it is a temporary phase and will slowly pass by. :)