One last time I want to hit snooze until it's 9.25 on the clock. One last time I want to go tap-tap-tap at A#43 and ask a sleepy K to come for breakfast ASAP. One last time I want to be woken up by K knocking away at my door and me requesting her to let me sleep for 5 more mins. One last time I want to have a night out and walk back to the hostel early morning, to have fresh hot breakfast. One last time I want to sit at my favourite spot in the mess near the window,with upma+sev+corn flakes and a tumbler of hot chai and day dream like there's no tomorrow. One last time I want to forget about the time and have debates/discussions with S&M over any arbit issue @ the breakfast table. One last time I want to read and funnily interpret our horoscopes in all the papers@h11 with C&K. One last time I want to wait at the bus stop near h11, start walking after some time and watch an almost empty tumtum drive past just as I reach staffH. One last time I want to buy the (now rarely adrakwali) chai and 'tilwala' biscuit at Badlu. One last time I want to go to shakti with P and gorge on the unexpected puranpoli/thalipeeth special on the menu. One last time I want to be a part of the registration frenzy at ASC. One last time I want to get frustrated attending calls from Mr.K during MtechApp. One last time I want to doubt the mtechapp algo, spend a long time decoding it with P, only to conclude (for a hundredth time) that 'we should be trusting our algo'. One last time I want to request a song, ask for biscuits or some munchies at teatime@asc.
One last time I want to skip a heartbeat as soon as I see an unread email from my guide in my project folder. One last time I want to have a meeting with sir, discuss/brainstorm/nod, come out confused, totally blank, go in and discuss the same thing again. One last time I want to work like crazy on a paper deadline. One last time I want to forget to eat/sleep/bathe and pore over the bug in my code. One last time I want to curse the traffic and autowallahs at Kanjur for not plying till IIT. One last time I want to carry heavy bags and a laptop and get frustrated looking for an auto at Vikroli on a rainy Monday morning. One last time I want to tease (the now working from 9am-3am) D as Mr.Cinderella because of that one rdb project. One last time I want to have Saturday snacks@mess with C&K. One last time I want to promise C/M to go swimming @6.30 and doze off. One last time I want to swim in the rain till the sky and the rain blurs and merges into one. One last time I want to sit by myself and read a book by the lakeside. One last time I want to take off on the lake side road on a breezy evening and meet AM on her daily walk. One last time I want to go just in time for the aarti at DeviTemple. One last time I want K to forget her room keys,watch youtube lockpicking videos and try breaking the lock on her door. One last time I want to share my craziest ideas/whims/fancies with C. One last time I want to go for aarti@Siddhivinayak and dinner@Visawa with K. One last time I want to go to M's lab and raid her lab 'kitchen'. One last time I want to go on a shopping spree by myself to dmart and crosswords. One last time I want to have crispy roomali masala and sizzling brownie@gullu. One last time I want to (try to)whistle 'kisiki muskurahton pe' (out of tune ofcourse, it's me afterall!) and do the step-dance with K on A wing ground floor. One last time I want to get and give peptalks during placement season. One last time I want to bug D and pull his leg over silly issues. One last time I want to say (and believe) 'sab moh maya hai' during trying times. One last time I want to trip on the uneven road on the way to hostel. One last time I want read athvankar mam's warning of stopping the stipend and rush to sign the kresit attendance register.
One last time I want to zooom down the slope to hostel on my blue bicycle. One last time I want to order a cheeseburst pizza and watch FRIENDS re-runs with C&K and laugh till our sides ache. One last time I want to sit @the porch lazily on a Monday morning, reading newspapers and watch the sprinklers water the hostel gardens. One last time I want to come home dead tired, drop down on the bed and find the moon peeking at me through the window. One last time I want to wake up to the glimmer of powai lake outside my window. One last time want to relive the past three years of my life. One last time...
PS: One last time I want to wait impatiently with A and wish the clock on the asc wall ticks as fast as it can. One last time I want to hear A say his golden words 'ayushya asach asta...*sigh*'...'
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Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Moods of the ConvoHall
The ConvoHall has always mesmerized me...
The very first time I entered it was for the MTech intro and orientation programme...where the very sense of "being there" was awesome.
The next time I remember going there for an HSS exam...huge rows and rows of students writing away merrily (merrily because it was non-tension non-graded (pass/fail) course :-) ) while the fan ad the digital clock ticked away (merrily) :-)
Little did I know that the "merriment" was short-lived (Okay, not exactly "short-lived" - two years to be precise :P - because the next time I saw the ConvoHall, it was in a totally different mood!
Damn serious, damn competitive, damn demanding - December 2010 - Placement season.
I have to agree though that it also became our virtual/pseudo/alternate home...with us spending all our time eating,drinking ,and even sleeping there.
Cut to 18 Jan 2011, almost a month and a half later.
Event : Annual InSync Dance Fest.
When I saw ConvoHall today, boy! Was it different!!
I couldn't even recognize that this was the serious place where we gave the innumerable placement tests at various ungodly hours ranging any time from 5.00 AM to 1.00 AM. This was the very place where we took turns sitting at different rows/blocks so that even if we didn't manage to clear the test, at least we could boast of having viewed the stage from all angles :P (And the no of tests ensured that every one had a fair chance to sit at almost each and every block and row of their choice :P)
This was the very place where we had cribbed about the seats being too far from the desks and how writing in such a scenario was difficult, let alone solving a test paper. And now the same people were dying to grab the same seats!
The same place where the mosquitoes that once troubled us, were no longer an issue
(I remember a friend, during placement tests, saying that you should sit in relatively crowded row so as to minimize the probability of mosquito bites :P)
The place where the ticking of the clock that was SO vital a month back, was nowhere to be heard amidst the cries of "Sheila ki Jawani" and "Get out of your Mind" (All right, there's no ticking - it's a digital clock, but I so wanted to use the phrase for "effect" ):P
The difference in the mood, the people, the lights, the energy was so vast that when the audience burst into applause at the Lavani dance "Mala Jau Dya na Ghari", I could not help but laugh at the irony of how aptly this song captured our sentiments just a month and a half back, at the very same venue and almost the same time as well! All of us were yearning to go back and saying "Ata vajle ki bara" (literally!) after the series of continuous back to back tests that ran long until after midnight.
(For the non-Marathi junta, "Mala Jau Dya na Ghari...Ata vajle ki bara" is a popular Marathi film song meaning "Let me go home...it's past midnight now" )
Seriously, I have never before experienced such extreme and opposite emotions and elements in a single place within such a short period of time !!!
With this also came the realization that in a few months (hopefully) I'll be here once again, albeit for a totally different reason. This time too the emotions will run high, it'll once again be a-once-in-a-lifetime feeling - the Convocation! :-)
I guess every one identifies with the ConvoHall, the one place that is capable of rendering a plethora of emotions - over-awing orientation sessions, inspiring lectures from the very best minds, tensed placement tests, enthu Dance Fests and of course - the ultimate and very solemn - Convocation.
A heartfelt salute to the one place that always makes my heart thump and gives me goosebumps!
The very first time I entered it was for the MTech intro and orientation programme...where the very sense of "being there" was awesome.
The next time I remember going there for an HSS exam...huge rows and rows of students writing away merrily (merrily because it was non-tension non-graded (pass/fail) course :-) ) while the fan ad the digital clock ticked away (merrily) :-)
Little did I know that the "merriment" was short-lived (Okay, not exactly "short-lived" - two years to be precise :P - because the next time I saw the ConvoHall, it was in a totally different mood!
Damn serious, damn competitive, damn demanding - December 2010 - Placement season.
I have to agree though that it also became our virtual/pseudo/alternate home...with us spending all our time eating,drinking ,and even sleeping there.
Cut to 18 Jan 2011, almost a month and a half later.
Event : Annual InSync Dance Fest.
When I saw ConvoHall today, boy! Was it different!!
I couldn't even recognize that this was the serious place where we gave the innumerable placement tests at various ungodly hours ranging any time from 5.00 AM to 1.00 AM. This was the very place where we took turns sitting at different rows/blocks so that even if we didn't manage to clear the test, at least we could boast of having viewed the stage from all angles :P (And the no of tests ensured that every one had a fair chance to sit at almost each and every block and row of their choice :P)
This was the very place where we had cribbed about the seats being too far from the desks and how writing in such a scenario was difficult, let alone solving a test paper. And now the same people were dying to grab the same seats!
The same place where the mosquitoes that once troubled us, were no longer an issue
(I remember a friend, during placement tests, saying that you should sit in relatively crowded row so as to minimize the probability of mosquito bites :P)
The place where the ticking of the clock that was SO vital a month back, was nowhere to be heard amidst the cries of "Sheila ki Jawani" and "Get out of your Mind" (All right, there's no ticking - it's a digital clock, but I so wanted to use the phrase for "effect" ):P
The difference in the mood, the people, the lights, the energy was so vast that when the audience burst into applause at the Lavani dance "Mala Jau Dya na Ghari", I could not help but laugh at the irony of how aptly this song captured our sentiments just a month and a half back, at the very same venue and almost the same time as well! All of us were yearning to go back and saying "Ata vajle ki bara" (literally!) after the series of continuous back to back tests that ran long until after midnight.
(For the non-Marathi junta, "Mala Jau Dya na Ghari...Ata vajle ki bara" is a popular Marathi film song meaning "Let me go home...it's past midnight now" )
Seriously, I have never before experienced such extreme and opposite emotions and elements in a single place within such a short period of time !!!
With this also came the realization that in a few months (hopefully) I'll be here once again, albeit for a totally different reason. This time too the emotions will run high, it'll once again be a-once-in-a-lifetime feeling - the Convocation! :-)
I guess every one identifies with the ConvoHall, the one place that is capable of rendering a plethora of emotions - over-awing orientation sessions, inspiring lectures from the very best minds, tensed placement tests, enthu Dance Fests and of course - the ultimate and very solemn - Convocation.
A heartfelt salute to the one place that always makes my heart thump and gives me goosebumps!
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