NOT SO HAPPENING SEMESTER

                                               


    If 'dx' is the length of infinitesimal amount of time then integration of 'dx' over zero to infinity was the time taken for the completion of our 4th semester.Most of the papers this semester were theoretical.So it was obvious that there was lots of "yawning" going on during the study time(if it happened at all).Our college reopened after the semester break..and that had too be on my birthday.Though nothing special happened this day,but it was still good to be back on track of our hostel life.It was the time of cricket..the cricket season was on.Our college was going to participate in the forthcoming "SPL"tournament.people were enthusiastic about it as they were going to play their first so-called "over-seas" tournament.Meanwhile i was bit involved in my grueling tennis session for my upcoming Delhi nationals.As always competed as a qualifier.struggling to garner points in the men's circuit.At first i thought it is a 50-k tournament so level of competition must be somewhat less than what it was at kolkata.But that was an illusion..competition had grown 3-tier up.

THE R.K KHANNA TENNIS COMPLEX

   Anyways coming back to the campus,people showed their resolve to play their first overseas match by      practicing in a organized,disciplined manner by getting up at 5 o clock in the morning ,do some running,warm-up,catch practice and again come back to the ground in the afternoon for the session.You never really feel the chillness of bhubaneswar winters until and unless  you are hit by a hard,shiny deuce ball in the uncomfortable parts of ur palm during practise session that too early 6 o clock in the morning.In the meantime i fleed to delhi for my tournament.The R.K.KHANNA tennis stadium had got really a good make over following the commonwealth games.At least u can spare a compliment to Mr.Suresh kalmadi for such thing.The surface was quite smooth,i enjoyed hitting the balls during the practise sessions.But i never knew competition had grown many-fold in the men's circuit.As a result i eventually lost in the 3rd qualifying round.

Came back to college.cricket session were going on with decent pace.
classes were as usual long,time-consuming,brain-whacking and sleep inducing.Attendance came down and so did the interest.Most of the time were invested in  after practice session self-appreciating quotes like-"dekha,aisey maartey hein cover drive"...."sehwag needs to learn something from me" and bla,bla.


                             IIIT CRICKET TEAM ON THEIR FIRST TOUR DOWN UNDER

Before you go through this passage ,i request my female readers not to go through this passage as i think "cricket" is the last thing they want to hear ,discuss or want to see.And I am going to do the thing which they wont like.So i recommend to all my female readers that spare this passage and reserve your energy for the next monologue.

So coming back to the agenda.we were a new team,no one new about our strength and weaknesses.Since we were a new team all our matches were scheduled in the hot afternoon of march.The spl ground was realtively small yet it had lot of bounce and juice in its pitch.It was like "perth" for us newbees.We played 2 matches and lost both of them.But with a belief i can say that with every passing innings our
performance improved.It was just a matter of time.Though there was a lot to be done in the fielding sector.Swadhin and Gopi came out as our leading batsmen.If gopi was "the sehwag "then swadin was "the yusuf pathan"....Bowling was good but needed a bit more of consistency and little amount of self-belief.As I said earlier it was just a matter of time.


                                            THE MYSTERY CALLED-"WHO IS RAZENDRA?"

Though very less events took place inside the campus ,the sports club was busy with its proceedings for the upcoming events.IGIT sarang was the venue where it all happened.IIIT sent its football,table tennis,cricket and badminton team.The cricket and T.T  team came up with some good show.Though both of them were knocked out from semis,the performance was commendable.From what i heard,there was a lot of verbal abuse going on during the match-time from the home crowd.So it was a bit difficult for our domestic players to adhere to the alien conditions.

A strange incident happened during the course of return of IIIT contingent.It was the hot summer of April.The players after leaving their train waited for the college bus to arrive and pick them up.But to their surprise no bus was arranged.The people carrying their heavy kit bags were infuriated...and they got even more when they found out from college authorities that the bus couldn't be arranged as no written application was handed to them regarding this matter.so that was the matter.
Next day.I was in class.Somebody came and told me that-".T.T maam is in one of her fearsome mode and needs the sports club members immediately".The very next moment I along with the other members were in her chamber.Who was that person who called pal sir and summoned himself as razendra?"tell me now or else the whole club will be dissolved.Every one of us kept mum.
To make matter even worse ..there was a "dusa bhai gherao" done the previous day by the students to take out the frustration over the yummy biriyani(they call it biriyani coz it is named so).Our club was held responsible even for the same.special bureau investigation teams were recruited to track down razendra but no trace of it was found.Finally director sir had to intervene and called up an emergency meeting to settle down things.The kind of mood he was in...i bet,nobody dared to have looked at him for even a second.It was not winter...but many of us shivered in his speech,literally.

                        COLLEGE LOST ITS GEMS,WE COMPROMISED WITH DESTINY.


Well,you never know what destiny has in store for you.In a very tragic incident,on 11th April...three of our best buddies lost their lives in what we can say,a very unusual circumstances.I was at ranchi then..aseem called me up and gave me the news.Three of our batchmates,satty,chand and aman drowned and lost it all.I couldn't believe what i heard f.The college wore a very grim look.Every one were quite affected by it.There were few words exchanged between people.It was something for which people were not prepared for.
Chand was a dear friend of mine .we were dorm mates for two sems.Here,I would like to recollect and share some of our long lost memories we cherished together as brother ,as friends.I will always miss him R.I.P.

CHAND

It was during the chilly days of January when we had our 1 semester exams.We were running short of chemistry textbooks and also of finances.Chand came up on his own idea and divided his text book into two to ensure that his mates get to study.That was a gesture which spoke volumes of the lad's big-bigheartedness..
Common man..how many of you will be willing to do that for Ur friend 2 days before a sem xam,without bothering about your own benefit???
well.whatever it was ..i never forget it.Moving on, the very next day we had some technical talk from a renowned professor.All our dormies were adamant not to go as none of us had even started a bit for the chemistry exam.The seminar was supposed to start at 10 in the morning.The clock read 10:05am and every people were loittering in the dormitory ...when suddenly,everyone started running to their own rooms with a hurry.
What was that???
It was R.K.NAYAK sir ..in the dormitory ..taking out people and ordering them to come out in 2 minutes.Out of fear half of the inmates got ready in 2 minutes.Chand ,me ,barishal,pratik,swastik,chandan and chaini were adamant not to go.
So what did we do??
Locked up our room from outside so that it would appear no one is inside.
We could hear the stern voice of r.k nayak sir ordering people of our neighbor room to evacuate in a split second.Every and each roomie of our kept mum,pin drop silence.
The seminar continued for more than 1 hour..we were waiting for it to get over as most of were dying out of hunger (we didn't had breakfast)and chand out of emergency!!he wanted to go the loo..

SATTY

He tried several times to open the door but we resisted.
He couldn't control his nature's call any more.He flung from the winward window of our room showing off his acrobatic skill.We all wondered wat was this guy doing.After a couple of minutes,the guy comes up with a 2l dew bottle.Seeing this chaini rushes towards him
Chaini:-hey chand please give me..feeling very thirsty.Bahut pyass lagi thi
chaini is about to open the bottle when ..chand exclaims...
chand:-mat pee yaar..mainey ismein mutra visarjan kar di hey yaar..

AMAN

Guys ..it was such a scene that we all broke up into spontaneous laughter ,we couldnt control it.It was a laugh riot.Then again he exclaims-"yeh humarey jeet ki nishani hey"..(Pointing to the dew bottle)
The whole day we couldnt study as after every couple of minutes we burst into spotaneous giggling thinking of the incident.
Even today when i try to recall those moments,it gives a shiver across my spine.


MAY THEY REST IN PEACE WHERE EVER THEY ARE .R.I.P-SATTY ,AMAN ,CHAND.



                                                  FRIDAY THE 13TH


People were unable to come out of the incident emotionally.Hence there were no functions organized in the latter half of the semester.The same routine continued-almost 2 months of gap before xams,study in the last moment,waste your time downloading stuffs and all.The hostel wore a very dull look during this lean period.The hot weather was unbearable too.And adding to the pressure was the last moment vivas,lab record submissions.We were already bundled out for every day vlsi classes at the city cttc center in the morning hours and after that the gruelling classes,assignments!so we devised a way out -lets the junior do the writing thing.
It was may 13th,friday the 13th.After giving out lab records to some 1st yr studs we were still left with 6 more.We were searching for...
Meanwhile,we four aseem,pratyush,debashish and myself had to go to ATM to fetch some money.It was night 10:30pm.Just when aseem opened the ATM door,he was surprised to see five girls from 1st year sitting on the floor and cooling off under the A.C.They smiled,giggled and laughed and...all the stuffs girls usually do when they are in a bunch.At the moment,spontaneously I asked pratyush-"shall i ask them to write our dec lab records?"

Pratyush-"no man..how can udo that"
Myself-"common,itz 10:30pm..they are supposed to be in their hostel but they are strolling around in the campus"
            you just relaxed,just let me do the talking.
I asked every one of them to come and gave them the details of  the "work ahead".They all gave me a look which said-"no we dont wana do it..we are sorry,we don't wanna be embarrassed"After 10-15 minutes of persuasion the "power puff" girls finally agreed an we relieved.
It was 11:50,we got the lab records.I wondered..so fast??just after 5 mins ,a call came to pratyush's cell..
A rough,deep voice of a person in mid -50 said-"kana bhabucha nija ku tamey maney?..college ra gunda?"
Prtayush:-may i knw whu is dis?'
The person-"tama bapa kana karanti kahilu?'(what does your father do)
Pratyush-'ama bapa..ama bapa..contactor achanti.."?(my father is a contarctor)
Person-mo jhia ku kana ei sabu lekhibaku deicha..tama manaka kama  nahi?(y have you given my daughter all this stuff,you guys dont have any work)
some more heated conversation took place ..and pratyush had to keep mum most of the time.Seeing this the soft-spoken,innocent aseem said-we shouldnt have done that..is was all because of me.Just when he had said this ..a junior came and handed over to us the records.Whoa..did they finish it all in such a lightning spped??ghar mein bol b detey hein aur kaam pura kar bhi detey hein..so finally it was concluded that
1)you cant really know what goes inside a girls mind
2)never ever do a risky business when itz both Friday and 13th..