WHY BEING SPORTIVE IS SO IMPORTANT???

                 
  
         Well friends,this section of mine has nothing to do with happenings in our campus.It is just a small incident of mine that I would like to share with all of you.So I would recommend that if you want to
go through this passage ,read it in a go.Otherwise "character ka feel nahi aayega"..ha ha..:-).ok,newayz ..here we go.!!
Some years back ,say somewhere around in in 2001.I was not the type of guy that am used to these days.I was very studious then.Came 2nd-3rd in class,was a teacher's pet.I even bunked the games period-just to complete the homework in class itself!I cant even imagine ,I was such a thing.But the school I was studying in ,gave a lot of emphasis on sports & co-curricular.But I was good in none of them.Such was the atmosphere in the campus that whoever excelled in sports or co-curricular was given a heroic treatment.The girl I had crush on..or u can say I liked was very fond of people who were good in things I was not.So I also tried to be a hero.But it was in vain.After all "Rome wasnt built in a day..was it?"Repeated attempts failed,just like u see in bollywood movies.So I lost all hopes.I had no interest in studying in that school any more.Meanwhile I had applied for RIMC,dehradun.& By some change in fortune..I got selected in it.They selected 1 person from each state.So it was due to my academic proficiency that I got into the institute.
The surroundings here was hell lot of different than what it was used to be in a civilian society.It was an all-boys school.I always had an eye for travelling,adventure trips ....So I had everything here in store but with lots of discipline,& a hell lot of physical work-outs.Before I get into the main story ,I just want to tell something about the backdrop & surroundings it was set in.The school was set in the foot-hills of the shiwaliks,a very scenic place indeed.Mussorie was quite visible ,& during night it just looked like any pretty women getting dressed for her marriage.
.Our daily routine consisted of-Waking up at at 5.30(they call it as reveille),an hour of power P.T.,followed by a running breakfast(by running breakfast I mean-who ever misses the breakfast in the allotted time ,misses is for the day).But before breakfast ,we have our KIT-INSPECTION.The seniors check the way we dress up,shoe polished,nail cut & dress properly ironed.The kit-inspection itself takes 20-25 minutes .So we just have 5-6minutes  left for having our breakfast.In winters ,our blazers help us a lot.We would keep the food in the "inside pocket"of blazers & run away for the class.But if we are caught ,we would be called for "rounds".Now what is "ROUNDS",I will tell it ..when I come to it later on.Assembly follows the breakfast,& then classes  from 9am-2pm.2 was the lunch time.From 3-5 It was games time.It was compulsory for everyone to play some game or the other.(outdoor).For students like me,It was hell ...but for some others It was fun.Its just a question of your mind-set you are in ..that's it!At 5 ..It was the "rounds"time...what does round mean??Well throughout out your day,the seniors will be monitoring your activity.If at any stage you falter the rules & regulation,you will be called for rounds.Here at rounds ,they tell us do be "murga",do 100 push ups,sprint across the road...in short it was a 30-minute punishment period.& the astonishing fact was people were proud when called for "rounds".Those who weren't called for rounds were seen by everyone as losers.In short everyone has to get a piece of this.& mind you "rounds"was a official thing,legal.
Now ,moving on...seniors were the "GOD".We have to follow whatever they say.we cant even question them.We just have  to say them "yes" or "no".Not even allowed to argue.They hate sympathy & don't spare even their junior during exam times.I would like to recall one such incident-once during our exam preps(in the dormitories)I was caught asleep ,keeping the books on my hand.A senior saw me...(he hailed from Manipur),as a result I was told to stand-up & read.It was winter season,& I stood with my naked foot on the ice-cold,spine-chilling marble flooring's.I simply got irritated,but couldn't tell anything as he was my senior.I started abusing him in my native oriya language,acting as if I am reading the contents of the book loud enough.After 5 Min's of non-stop reading ,the senior comes to me with a terrorising look & says-"u were abusing me in your native language na??...my batch mate of other section is from orissa ,he taught me all dis a month ago..now u r gone,simply gone.You have to go for rounds everyday till the time i don't say you "carry on"..Is that understood?"
Myself:-"uhmm...yes sir"
Senior-"that's better"
After that incident I never abused any senior..& that was so.....
To bring in more competitiveness among people,the whole students community was divided in four sections,namely-RANJIT,PRATAP,SHIVAJI,CHANDRAGUPTA.There was  a war-like situations whenever any inter-section competition was held.Hence selection to such events was also quite tough.Any one getting selected was considered "heroic"...!!IThe college captain was called "CADET CAPTAIN".The section captain were called "SECTION COMMANDER".I was in ranjit section.I had five of my batch mates here in this section-Ankur from U.P,vaibahv from dehradun,bhanu from gwalior,dangi from ajmer & bhowmick from kolkata.Bhanu was the smartest of all.He would just take a mintue to get into a girl's pschye.But his actions were very illegal as per the campus rules.As a matter of fact,for his "casanova"attitude,he was able to get a girl from the adjacent school(silver oak's ).It was valentine's time.He had proposed his girl to give her a rose at the stroke of midnight.To do so he required our help...because at night there were many guards patrolling the 150 acre campus.After lights out at 10.30 pm,we all went to the north-west corner of the campus where we were closest to the girl's residence.He went ,whereas we kept looking for the any guards nearby.He came back by 1..we were relieved that no one had seen us so far.We came to our dormitories.Just when we were about to board our beds,a  strong,rising voice from other end says-"kahan say aa rahein hein aap log". He had a tourch in his hands.OMG!!!It was the officer-in-charge.We were simply petrified.We had done something which was very "illegal".We started to shiver.The officer didn't say any thing ...and went away.The next day ,it was a normal day until "lights out".we all ranjitian termers were under total fear ,"what would happen to us..what are they gonna do to us?,it might also lead us into relegation.!!".The whole day none us spoke a word with any one else.We were numb.Just prayed god nothing bizarre happens.It was night 11 "o" clock.Suddenly 5 super -seniors come(super seniors are those who study in 10+2,they are summoned as sir whereas the rest are summoned as "cadets").& throw "ice-cold "water on us ,hold us thorough our collars & say-"oh !!see the new heroes in the block"...jumping out of the campus & thinking to be quite smart..huh?"Don't worry ,we will teach all of you a lesson & tell you what "HELL "means.
 What followed there after that ,was complete nightmare.
We were tied upside-down with the laces of our shoes tied to the string where we used to dry our clothes.In such a position,we could neither rest easily nor be in a comfortable position for long..the one failing to do so was given a hockey-stick bash from back.I could see my batch mates groaning in pain ,tears coming out of their eyes..even if they didn't want.My head was spinning as hell.After an hour of upside-down session,we were told to do front rolls,murgas,pushups...& everything.If any of our batch mate wasn't able to do a single procedure correctly,the whole six of us were told to do it again & again.Man!!I only know how that night & the subsequent nights went.The session lasted till 4 am in the morning.After 2 hrs..we had our P.T.There was no life in our limbs to  walk even a feet..forget about P.T.The body didn't allow us to do anything.If there was pain all over the body,it was panic in our mind.Even after many requests,the seniors didn't show any kind of sympathy & insisted on doing the P.T.Those were the nightmare days.We were told by the super-seniors to continue that routine from 11pm-2am for the subsequent 2 weeks.Neither could we talk,nor walk nor do anything physical.We even had lost the energy to think of anything else.Anger inside me raged like ...what can i say???don't have words to say actually.
Meanwhile bhowmick,vaibahv,ankur & dangi were excused from the session-because Vaibhav & Dangi were boxers(boxers were given different treatment),bhowmick got political help from his bongo(bengali) senior .In civilian terms we call it "favouritism"& ankur went out citing medical reasons.So it was only me & bhanu left.Day by day went,my anger also started growing evn more & more.I decided in a fit.This place is not for me ,Am gonna run out of this place.Go to places like haridwar,badrinath or utarkashi & become a saint,pilgrim out there...out of all woes & pains.I told ankur about all this secret plan of mine.He too agreed & decided to help me financially a bit.The day was decided.For the past 2 week I was not even allowed to have my dinner properly.They took "water parade"of mine.Water parade is an exercise in vch we have to sit near our super-seniors & drink glasses of water till they don't say "carry on".Hence my dinner was sacrificed.The very next day I was walking beside bhanu when suddenly something happened & he fell.God damn it!!he was unconscious.A layer of "white "substance came out from his mouth.He was rushed to the military hospital.Doctors said irregular food habit & excessive physical torture was the cause of all this.I started thinking-am all alone now...the seniors are now going to eat me raw.So I pre-poned my plan & told ankur about it.I said -"listen ankur ,after lunch I will go to the north-east of the campus..I will be there till 4pm.After that I will go the bus stand ,board a bus to badrinath.I don't know if we will ever meet or not..but this is what I have decided.Just do me a last favour-bring some food from the mess ,as I am really very hungry this time.Don't have the energy even to walk a mile."
Ankur said yes ..& went away.After lunch ,I went to the North-east corner of the campus ..There was this old asbestos house under a huge-banyan tree.It was an abounded-store house.It had many spooky stories associated with it.But at the moment it never went across my mind .With the help of climbers,I found a steady ground on the asbestos.It was very slippery though due to growth of unwanted ferns& grasses.Behind me was the campus boundary with a 21-23 feet deep canal goings across with lots of thorny bushes down the way.After 5 Min's of so,I fall fast asleep.Suddenly a painful,weeping voice wakes me up.I open my eyes,see around.It was just about evening.I took my head out from the ferns & grasses-It was ankur.He was in a very helpless situation.He started -"sambit wherever u r please come out,seniors wont do anything...meri kasam please .!!see I have bought food for you.U might land everyone of us in danger if you dont come out..Please for our friendship sake,..."
I was just too stubborn,& I had decided not to lend any ear to whatever he said.He went away weeping..I stood on my place.

Next time when I opened my eyes -It was raining heavily.I couldn't see anything.It was dark..amavashya night.I took out my watch -"it was at night 10"o"clock'...Oh my gosh !!what did I do?fear started getting into me ..in a hurry I started to climb the asbestos roof,but slipped my foot.With a thud ,I came down rolling 21-23 feet down into the canal...bruising all the way though the thorny bushes.The shirt I was wearing started to turn red due to my bruises.The canal was in a bushy-forest.I could hear the weep of wild-dogs,hyenas....I started trembling in fear !!started to think about my mom,my father..& every loved ones.A conscience started to grow up in me-"what have you done yaar"?But first I have to get out of here.Some how I managed to cut across the huge boundary ....but just when I entered the campus.a huge thud came from a tree nearby.It was quite dark,I couldn't see anything.Just then,i don't know how?? All the spooky tales that were told to me came to me at a glance.I got goosebumps.I started chanting "hanuman chalisa"at a rate faster than my heart-beat.(I well about the spooky tales in my next blog).The nearest buliding was the academic block.Without thinking of anything else,I rushed towards it.The huge glass windows were closed.I came ,broke it  through my bare-hands.I started bleeding.But I couldn't feel the pain because of the condition I was in.In times likes you just get energy of some other level,u never know.I switched on the lights,it was my class room.During the evening preps,after rounds an attendance is always taken & written on the board.In it I saw something that I never expected.It showed-"strength-28,present -27,ran away-1(sambeet pradhan).The ground below my feet just slept away..Accoridng to the college rules,it was a serious crime.&I was just in class-8 then.Before I could think of any thing,I could hear the sound of someone approaching with a horse nearby...I could get the paddling sound of horse..In a rush I switched off the lights & hid myself under the classroom's dice.After 10 Min's of uncomfortable silence..something comes up & starts dashing the big-windows with lots of force.It was not the peculiar sound of some one opening the window,but it was something very terrifying,fearful!!My mind had lost the sense of thinking.I was in total fear...I don't know how many times I prayed god..

Just when the "uncomfortable noise"was over ..I ran to my dormitory in 180 km/hr..I saw ankur sleeping on my bed.I tried to wake up ankur..but in response I heard something I was not ready to-"who are you??...please leave me alone..ghost ghost help me""



well friends,right now my fingers are tired of writing of such huge paras..I will tell u about the rest story in my next post & justify the heading of the post-"why being sportive is so important".Morover "suspense"naam ki bhi koi cheez hoti hey ya nahi?'
newayz looking forward for your suggestions,advice& ways to improve my blog.Till then have a good day & "sayonara"