Summer of 03/09

Summer of 03/09

Drop of salt water from body took a short route from bunch of wet hairs n plunged from the tip of hairs down to mid of chest and n touched all sensational cells and at last got sucked into clothy strip of shorts at belly. The journey ended. But the followers dint stopped following even though they knew that they have to commit suicide after travelling that long distance from head to belly. Only few of them made their way to touch the ground. Well frankly saying it was not at all their wish or will to do so. It was the mighty hot SUN who extracted them forcefully from the body harassed them, not to stay on body in which GRAVITY also joined hand in hand to pull them from head to ground. In which many lost their lives in between and only few succeeded. This is all about the story of sweat that oozed in the summer that started around March 9.

This is all about the summer that sucked our nerves in 2002. Pretty hotter then ever we had some close relation with sun for that year. I donno why he was in love with us that too that close which was pretty hard to resist. The MOTHER EARTH was so tempted to see the sun so close and it sucked water from almost all small n medium lakes into unknown gravity. Wells turned stone pitched ditches. People digged bowels using longer shafts. Since existing one already surrendered itself. Farmers still communicated skies n use to predict rainfall dates based on wireless msgs that they use get by looking into open sky. Pretty high was their sixth sense transmitter use to work. It was hereditary gift that came in blood for them.

This was all about the condition in the city outside the hostel. But things were totally different inside the hostel. Infact shortage of water was there in hostel also. But still the mighty SUN or MOTHER EARTH couldn’t bind any barriers around us. Well that is HOSTEL n HOSTEL LIFE.

The main thing we had is unity. We used to co-operate regardless its senior or junior. We have contributed a lot during that summer to the whole city. In further lines you can just see what all things we contributed and how we still managed to keep ourselves happy in this pretty hot condition also.

The main source of wastage of water was BATH. So we started taking bath every alternate days. And Sundays its holiday for all. Later we found its that scarcity of water was raising, we started contributing from heart. We started gaming a contest of remaining maximum number of days without bath continuously. We had gauge to measure our odosity also. That was like gals in colleges started standing 2 steps back then wat they normally use to stand with a guy. So that meant that u are at average level. If they started talking by sitting at their own place… then it meant that U are pretty hot to resist nearby. Now when lecturers also followed the same, now that really cant be defined as HOT but it was then meant its time for us to take bath…J pretty simple n cost effective gauge…J during this tenure we used to spend for all these deos n all… that added in contribution as overall development of business in the city. As far as I remember I contributed maximum of 7 continuous days of non bath taking days to this calendar. Alternate bathing was a routine that we had to follow. Inspite of that it depends our own interest n dedication that we can contributed. There were seniors who contributed even 20-30 days by staying at hostel and saving water. Afterall youths are the backbone for the country. And we youths of our hostel were always 2 steps ahead in sacrificing our pleasure for the sake of country and MOTHER EARTH.

The other things we use to do is of course my roomy was the god father for this. He never use to wear shirt. Only one red short that was washed once in a year as like the carnivals use to happen once every year. He use to give lots of new thoughts n definitions on it. So we all became his followers. No shirt means saving water to wash it. And it in turn helped odor from shirts. So less washing clothes less usage of water. Shave once in a month. That was his second advice. That meant save water n still u look studious… J especially in the exam times.. J

Our hostel had a open theatre at nights. I mean to say it was beside a ladies hostel. After bugging all throughout the day under hot sun it was time to chill out a bit n chill our eyes. Nevertheless the gals in the beside hostel knew that the spectators are on the terrace by night 9 onwards they use to do all necessary actions n dramas to peace our minds. For the first time I repented why I din take Biology as a elective in Plus 2.

The world outside was burning out of heat but still we had the same peace of mind n happiness that prevailed at all doors of our hostel. I hope this tradition is carried out still n the contribution to save city in fact the MOTHER EARTH is still in process. The people in that city still greet us with lot of respect n love for the contribution we did in our hostel days and because of which now the awareness has prevailed to all other dwelling places…J

ಅಮ್ಮ ನೀನೆಷ್ಟು ಚೆಂದ..!!!

ಅಮ್ಮ ...ನೀನೆಷ್ಟು ಚೆಂದ !!!...

ಪಾಟಿ ಕಡ್ಡಿ (Slate & Chalk) ನನ್ನ ಮೊದಲ ಪುಸ್ತಕ . ಕೈ ಹಿಡಿದು ತಿದ್ದಿದಳು . ಮತ್ತೊಮ್ಮೆ ನದ ಅದೆಸ್ಟು ಭಾರಿ ಸಹನಯಿಂದ ಹೇಳಿಕೊಟ್ಟಲೋ ಅವಳಿಗೀ ಗೊತ್ತು . ಅಸ್ಟು ದಡ್ದರಾಗಿದ್ದ ನಮ್ಮನ್ನ ಇಂದು ಈ ಮಟ್ಟಕ್ಕೆ ತರುವಲ್ಲಿ ಅವಳ ಸಾಧನೆ ಶ್ರದ್ಧೆಗೆ ನಾನೆಂದಿಗೂ ಚಿರರುಣಿ .

ಅದು ಬಾಲವಾಡಿಯ ಮೊದಲನೆಯ ದಿನ . ನನ್ನನ್ನು ಪಟ್ಯ ಪುಸ್ತಕದೊಂದಿಗೆ ಚಿಕ್ಕ ಚೀಲೊಂದನ್ನ ಬಗಲಿಗೆ ಜೋತು ಬಿಡಲಾಯಿತು. ಇದೆಲ್ಲದರ ಜೊತೆಗೆ ಮಧ್ಯಂತರದಲ್ಲಿ ತಿನ್ನಲ್ಲು ತಿಂಡಿ, ನೀರು ಸೇರಿಕೊಂಡವು. ಮಗನಿಗೆಲ್ಲಿ ಭಾರವಾಗತ್ತೋ ಎಂದು ಅವಳೇ ಅದನ್ನ ತನ್ನ ಕೈಯಲ್ಲಿ ಹಿಡಿದುಕೊಂಡಳು. ಶಾಲೆಯ ಹೊಸ ಸಮವಸ್ತ್ರ ತೊಡಿಸಿ , ತಲೆಯನ್ನು ಬಾಚಿ ಮುಖಕ್ಕೆ ಕೊಂಚ ಪೌಡರ್ಇಂದ ಸಿಂಗರಿಸಿ ಕೈ ಹಿಡಿದು ಹೊರಟಳು. ನನಗಂದು ಹೊಸ ಅನುಭವ . ಮುಂದೆನಾಗೊತ್ತೋ ಅನ್ನುವುದರ ಪರಿವೇ ಇಲ್ಲದೆ ಹೆಜ್ಜೆ ಹಾಕಿದೆ . ದಾರಿಯಲ್ಲಿ ಇದ್ದ ಎಲ್ಲ ಗಿಡ ಮರಗಳನ್ನ , ಗುಬಚ್ಚಿ ತಾಗೆಯಂಬ ಭೇದ ಭಾವವಿಲ್ಲದೆ ಮಾತನಾಡಿಸುತ್ತ ಮುನ್ನಡೆದೆ.

ಅಂತು ಶಾಲೆ ಸಮೀಪಿಸಿತು . ೧೬ ಮೆಟ್ಟಿಲುಗಳು ಒಳಗೆ ಬಾ ಎಂದು ಕೈ ಬೀಸಿ ಕರೆಯಿತು . ಆದರು ಏನೂ ಕೊಂಚ ಅಂಜಿಕೆ . ಅವಳ ಕೈ ಬಿಡಲಿಲ್ಲ. ಅವಳೂ ಸಹ ಕೈ ಹಿಡಿದೇ ಮುಂದೆ ಹೆಜ್ಜೆ ಹಾಕಿದಳು . ಶಾಲೆಯಲ್ಲಿ ನನ್ನಂತೆ ೧೫ -೨೦ ಚಿಣ್ಣರನ್ನು ಕಂಡು ಮನದಲ್ಲಿ ಕೊಂಚ ಆಶೆಯ ಮೂಡಿತು . ಅವರೊಂದಿಗೆ ಬೆರೆತು ಆಟವಾಡಲು ಮುಂದಾಯಿತು. ಆದರೆ ಅಸ್ತೊತ್ತಿಗೆ ಅಲ್ಲಿ ಇನ್ನು ಒಂದು ಆಶ್ಚರ್ಯ ಕಾಡಿತ್ತು . ಅದು ನಮ್ಮ ಕಮಲ ಟೀಚರ್. ಅವರು ಎಸ್ಟೇ ಪ್ರೀತಿಯಿಂದ ಕಂಡರೂ ನನಗದು ಹೊಸತು . ಹಾಗಾಗಿ ಮನದಲ್ಲಿ ಭಯ ಮಾಡಿತ್ತು. ಚಿಕ್ಕ ಮನೆ ಅಸ್ಟೆ ಅಲ್ಲ … ದೊಡ್ಡ ಬಂಗಲೆಯೀ ನಿರ್ಮಾಣವಾಗಿತ್ತು. ಮುಂದೇನು ಆಗುವುದೋ ಯಂಬ ಪ್ರಶ್ನೆಗಳು ಮಳೆಯಾಗಿ ಸುರಿಯಲಾರಮಬಿಸಿತು. ಬಿಟ್ಟ ಕಣ್ಣುಗಳೆರಡು ಮುಚ್ಚಲು ಮರೆತವು . ಇದಾವ ಲೋಕಕ್ಕೆ ಬಂದುಬಿಟ್ಟೆನೋ ಎಂಬಂತೆ ಭಾಸವಾಯಿತು. ಅವಳು ಕೈ ಸಡಿಲಿಸಿದಳು. ನನಗೆ ಮೈಯಲ್ಲಿ ನಡುಕ ಹೆಚ್ಚಾಯಿತು. ಜಾರಿದ ಚಡ್ಡಿಯನ್ನು ಮೇಲೇರಿಸಿ ಹಿಂದೆಲ್ಲ ನೋಡಿದೆ . ತಿರುಗಿ ಮುಂದೆ ನೋಡಿದಾಗ ಅವಳು ಕೈ ಬೀಸಿ ಟಾಟ ಎನ್ನುತಿದ್ದಳು. ನನಗದು ಅಚ್ಚಳಿಯದ ದೃಶ್ಯ . ತುಟಿಗಳೆರಡು ಅರ್ಧಚಂದ್ರಾಕೃತಿ ಆಯಿತು. ಕನ್ನುಗೆರಡು ಮಂಜಾಯಿತು. ಗಂಗೆ ತುಂಗೆ ಕೈ ಜೋಡಿಸಿಸವು . ಧಾರೆಗಳಗಿ ಧೂಮಕೇತುವಿನಂತೆ ನೆಲವನ್ನು ಅಪ್ಪಳಿಸಿದವು.ಕರು ಹಸುವನ್ನು ಅಪ್ಪಿದಂತೆ ಹೋಗಿ ಅಪ್ಪಿದೆ. ಅವಳು ಕಣ್ಣು ವರೆಸಿ ಚಾಕಲೇಟ್ ಒಂದನ್ನು ಬಾಯಲ್ಲಿ ಇರಿಸಿದಳು.ಸಂತೈಸಿದಳು.ಪಾಟಿ ಚೀಲವನ್ನ ನಾನಗೊಪ್ಪಿಸಿ ನಿಧಾನವಾಗಿ ಹೊರ ನಡೆದಳು . ನಾನು ಓಡಿ ಬಾಗಿಲ ಬಳಿ ನಿಂತು ಅವಳನ್ನೇ ನೂದುತಲಿದ್ದೆ.ನನ್ನ ಮನದಾಳದ ನೋವು ಅವಳ ಕಣ್ಣಲ್ಲಿ ಸ್ವಚ್ಚಂದವಾಗಿ ಕಾಣುತಲಿತ್ತು ಆದರು ಸಹ ತನಗೆಸ್ಟೆ ಕಷ್ಟವಾದರೂ ಅದನ್ನು ಒಳಗೆ ಅದುಮಿ ಮುಗುಳ್ನಗೆಯನ್ನು ಹೊರಸೂಸಿ ನನಗೆ ಹುರಿದುಂಬಿದಳು. ಮತ್ತೆ ಶಾಲೆಯ ಅವದಿಯ ಬಳಿಕ ಮತ್ತೆ ಸಿಗುವೆ ಎಂದು ಇಂದು ಇಂದು ಇಂದು ಇಂದು ಹೊರ ನಡೆದಳು.

ಜ ಅವಳು ಇಂದು ಇವತ್ತು ಬಿಡದಿದ್ದರೆ…. ಪಾಟಿ ಕಡ್ಡಿ ಹಿಡಿದ ಈ ಕೈಗಳು ಇಂದು ಕಂಪ್ಯೂಟರ್ ಇಂದು ಟೈಪ್ ಮಾಡುತ್ತಿರಲಿಲ್ಲ . ಅದು ಮತ್ತಾರು ಅಲ್ಲ . ನನ್ನ ಪ್ರೀತಿಯ ಅಮ್ಮ . ಅವಳಿಗೆ ಈ ಮದರ್'ಸ ಡೇ ಗೆ ನನ್ನ ಒಂದು ಈ ಸವಿನೆನಪು ಅವಿಲಿಗಾಗಿ . ಅಮ್ಮ … ನೀನೆಸ್ಟು ಚೆನ್ನ ನಿನಗೆ ಸಹಸ್ರ ನಮನ …!!!

One Night at her Den..!!!

One Night at her Den..!!!

Beep Beeeeeeeeeep….. This was nothing else then the cell cry when it was hit by a message… pretty short. But there is always option to customize it to pull it long. Well this small continuous cry was what the reason to blink my one eye after every 3-4 mins. Well 3000 msgs free per month could keep anyone busy till late night that too when its matter of college days. Well spending 3000 msgs per month is worth in college days. Else the word “College Days” has to be redefined.

Well it was already thirty minutes over Ten at dark night and hardly anyone can live upto open both the eyes to read the msg on his/her mobile. I had a finest 6600 beside my pillow which betrayed me into another pocket in a city bus later years after college. I donno from childhood I loved right side of my body…In all preference I treated my right side as prominent one. It may be hand leg or in-fact even eye. So I just managed to open my left eye as I dint wanted to strain my right eye. The msg was from one of the fairy from our class. She stayed in home and that night she was alone. She carried one dabba cell (crap cell)….which claimed MOTOROLA company as its originator. It was the worst cell I had ever seen. But she always use to defend it saying it as the finest…J poor gal… its not her mistake. She was basically a gal from a village which hardly seen electricity from years and she was no better than a tube light which never glowed when required. So seeing a blue irresistible glow like a lcd watch that we get in all local fairs for 100bugs… with 1.5’ screen of her cell was something faster n colorful then herself… pretty interesting but true. The cell was the ancestor of all the current models. I think she also might have forgot its name…J to some extent I remember it as C-116… J

Now the reason I got the msg was some 40 lbs, 30 lbs plus some more doggies were celebrating a party night n singing in chorus around her fence. And this great gal who came to city in usual red bus without ticket hardly spent any night so lone. That too with these pretty cool doggies… I think it’s a movie scene in real in her life that night. Her breathe got warmer n heart beat was crossing its normal beat of 72/min. Well her hot breathes bursted out as storm in my room through her msgs n increased the temperature of my room in hostel. Well “I am afraid…L..These dogs are also crying…please do something” these were kind of msgs I was getting. I atlast asked her whether she expected me to be there at her home. Well with lot of calculations n verifications of my current status n background …she told “Yes”. I re-confirmed it from her whether I need to be there or not. Well I was not a spoiled brat n hence she also dint deny to be just a spectator n console her through msgs. But at this time I was no Superman to fly over to her home over 2 kms from my hostel. I then collected a OoCi cycle from one of my hostel chap to make my reach to her home. My roomy was already counting stars in his dream. She was terribly worried that night n my mobile beeped even in my way. I even answered those n consoled her in between. Crossing all curves n circles.. n overtaking all still n relatively slow moving objects on road. I at-last reached her home at around 11pm.

I was on cycle still n msgd her to open the door. The dogs around greeted me with usual chorus. They might have guessed that a devil came alive and started staring at me as if they have not seen a human being on this whole earth. I still dint release the handles crossed my legs out of cycle. I msgd her one over the other to open the door. The gal now turned guessing that I was just joking n me being out at door was no reality. Well it was really the time for me to feel the hot from bottom. It was my turn now to raise my heart beats and hold nerves. As it was a residential area n me being in-front of a gal’s home. It was simply a craziest thing I ever did in life. Knocking a gal’s door at night 11 is no joke. Its like locking our hands with handcuffs on n entering tiger’s den. It can turn anything. That gal has all rights to pull you into empty black-board future by turning her back and making it a big issue that a boy in a gal’s home at 11pm…I think no need to say more about this anymore I think…or make the life a pleasant one by just saying two words “Come in” when I physically knocked the door. Well I never thought all these before leaving my hostel that this tube light may turn like a comet in life. Hmmm a tube light like this gal had all required abilities to turn a mercury like me into similar tube light when connected in series in name of friendship.

The every second on earth made me feel heavy n heavier. I was able to hear the beep sound in her mobile but she was still suspecting that I was still not at her doors. I atlast surrendered myself to a call to realize her that I was really on her door. She then switched on a non-living artificial tube light of her room and thankfully it glew in seconds. Certainly not like her. I muted myself in parking the cycle side-ways of the lane. She released all possible locks to helps herself to open the door.

Oh..!!! she was in a shock to see me “LIVE”. She couldn’t believe herself for a second. Come in with a smile n surprise was the next call. She was really only herself one true fairy. She was in a yellow selwar which she worn it to college that day. She looked as pretty as someone sees the first pretty angel on the earth. She had never been so pretty in class though she came with all necessary minimum make-ups. Well the real beauty you can see in a gal when she is half sleep n no adjectives to add up. Heap of tensions that mounted … now melted as ice-cream below hot sun and made its way from head to toe in no seconds. I saw a four legged creature hiding her back. Oh!! This was no surprise like ice in Siberia. It was one more doggy. Well it looked like GOD might have erased the tail being visible n hided between legs. Later might have forgot to redraw it in right place. It was no less afraid than her.

I stepped in n slipped my foot wares in the pre-designed corner of the wall. She started laughing like anything like 100 lines without any punctuation marks. I dint know it was a smile of happiness or turning me fool till now. These gals really remain question mark sometimes in our life. Well that’s aint April 1^st either, that made me to take a sigh of relief. I asked her a glass of water to heal my heat that generated by pushing the the peddles hard to her home. Well two glass of water quenched the thirst n heat.

I asked what actually things went wrong. She was still unable to stop her laughing. Later she gave some sugared thing to eat for my efforts n explained that she was all afraid of being alone n doggies out recalled all scary movies that she watched from her childhood… n obviously when they had power to watch it on television…J. She was freezed in a room and was really happy to see me at her doorstep. Hmmm I did a wise decision. I felt myself angel J . Then I laid myself in a room n she switched off herself in another room. Now atleast she can sleep the remaining night in peace. Doggies outside were busy in their business of finding a demon out there n were in chorus to invite it.

“Doggies are saying good night now J” she messaged me. This meant she was pleasant now n the chorus no more referred as credit song for a scary movie anymore. “Yeah Good Night…J” was my reply from the other room.

Morning 5.30 am I waved her n raced to my hostel. My roomy still slept clueless with mouth open to sky. I put a coin in that open slot n pulled my blanked to complete the remaining sleep… J Good night I wished…J

“Hi… Thanks kano“ she wished with a smile when I entered college that day. That’s something really sweet enough to blush someone…J…!!!

The First Meet...!!!

The First Meet…!!!

It was a pensive day as usual. Not coz of work but coz of ma loneliness which had acquired me till neck...It was a feeling of squeezing my neck from all 360 degree. I was peeping out for someone who can free me out of this nail crunching circumstance.

It was Saturday. As usual I was pecking some pebbles into pond of orkut to kill the time. I found a desi gal there who was jus 3 yrs younger than me n fortunately she was from same college where i pursued my 12th. Life plays so much of hide n seek with us. The reason for this.. U ll come to know in a short instance of time as u proceed to few more lines. Ok I wont drill u much or crunch ya time..Lets come to core point..Ya...She stepped into my college when it was 1 year in my Engineering days. But still it was not too long to mention. Now its 4 yrs passed my Engg days and m working. Who knows ...where, when… even though I din had any pretty good intension to make friendship with her I still found something interesting in her. I knocked her by sending a request for friendship. I was not sure that she wud accept my friendship. This was killing me in silence

Monday morning I hurried to my office n able to break the silence by 9.30 A.M. As routine I checked my gmail n orkut after settling a bit. I saw the gal snap hanging in my frnlist which I dint expected to be so. Atleast so soon as it was weekened when i pushed my invitation. I should be thankful for her for her immediate response that too positive...:) I added one more beed to my stringline of friend. But she was pendent of my beed-line. The reason being she came in my life when life was drenching in the rain of sorrow. I was happy to see her in my list. The reason for the smile on my lips is coz she barricade herself in same caste with which i can feel the cushion to talk n chat in my basic language which surely keeps anyone feel sugar blended with honey. The very first day we had a Hi-Bye conversation. Both were eager to know about each other. So both were busy in shooting questions on each other more than typing answers for the priorly asked questions...Funny na...:) But true...Days passed..Conversation whent from Hi-Bye to future plans, Career plans, interests...dislikes...favourites to hatreds...From Orkut into Gtalk which cud make entering thoughts much easier and private exclusively for each other. I even joined her community “I love Finger Rings”.

Days Later I came to knw that her parents are very well known to mine and they had met each other in a function jus days back after our friendship. Strange na...I think I made it pretty clear that why the Nature played so much of hide n seek till now. Frankly saying in one line...she was a gal next door...And I was blind till now and also the door was closed till now.

Relation got firm n better n better as days passed. It hardly took any time for me to understand what exactly she wanted. Even she was on the same lane where i was travelling. Only thing was we were just parallel rails. Though they have same destination..They never meet. By this point of time I think u also might have came to a conclusion that even she also had the pain in her life what I was facing till now. Yeah...U guessed it right. It 'Loneliness'. The only thing in life that can do any wonder n blunders in life.

Days lightened up earlier n Battery charges started letting down more faster at nights...This is where I have to appreciate Nokia for giving long battery backups. Days started getting more pleasant for each other and hence the nights. She worked in BPO so cudnt get in touch at noons coz of time differentiation. Good morning n Good nights started filling more into my inbox both in mobile n in mail. And offcourse the forwded attached mails...Relation grew thicker and talks got more familiar n customized. Then atlast met each other after 2 weeks at Girinagar. It was 10 mins late from her side to walk to ma place where I got down from bus.Pretty Cool...She was with cell to find out where I might be and Myself I think I was busy in misleading her to reach me as I was also new to the area. Atlast she caught me n we had a pleasant look on each other...She was still in a half way from dreamworld..She was not accepting the reality as I was with her.

Then she showed me way to bench in a park. We caught with a bench sharing things in real. She was much delighted to see me out of computer screen. We talked a lot into ourselves, our childhood, School, College, Parents...bla-bla. But one unfortunate thing was we dint see each other face for more than 2-3 seconds. Seconds turned minutes, minutes filled up into hours but cheated hours dint last long for more than two. As I was upto leave from there. it was already few minutes passed 6. I hurried to move though really not intended. Even she had same thing in her mind. But no much option left for me. As time heels the wounds It’s also a reason to cause a wound. We had to move. Slowly we started. A Pani puri stall was waiting to celebrate our first meet. We had 2. I was hungry enough. Then started down the lane. She showed the way out for Bus stop. I crossed the lane n moved towards stop. Kind of hesitation was there in both. Later I reached home n cald her. Then I came to know about her expectations n even I revealed mine. She was interested to move with me till Bus stop. And even I wanted her to be with me till I leg into bus…L

Well this was a first meet. And first meet is always a first meet… its just a seed… we cant expect more nor we should have any hopes. The point lies is how we manure this seed n water it to grow into a huge tree. After some stages if we cant manure it… at least should prevent it from killing . But as I said above…Time not only heels the wounds…its also reason to cause the wound. One fine day she brought a axe n cut all the branches of our friendship tree. I donno y these gals become so rude sometimes. With time passing the tree gradually died. N the silence of loneliness prevailed everywhere once again. I joined a new community in orkut. “DON’T TRUST GIRLS” Hahaha…. J. Infact I should thank her for one thing. She is the initiator to make write blogs. She did all stuffs for me from creating account to adding picture to the profile of my blog spot account. I think this was the route she found to make her way out of loneliness. Thanks there. I hope this message reached her by this time…J

I Know What I did for 116… ;-)

I Know What I did for 116… ;-)

June 8^th 2005 3pm…I realized something really pathetic…. I lost my Environmental Engineering Lab Record which was to be submitted to step in the exam hall next Day. It was lab external exam that I had to face after a night sleep. I searched all four corners of room including my roomi’s table. Haha..It was like finding strawberry in a apple tree. Coz… My roomi was sitting in Electronics & Communications classes all Seven semester. Why shall he take my record for any good reason. Finally I decided to do something crazy n worth risk taking. I peeped into my senior’s door to collect old record if they had somewhere. Well notes, records n photocopies were maintained as BhagwadGeeta in our hostel…J I got some 3-4 records. In that I choose the best handwriting that I could get. I then made all necessary arrangements to make it feel that I am the owner of it. I was quite happy to feel the book with me.

8pm… I opened the book for the first time in life. There were 13 experiments in it. The name of each experiment was like surprise at first sight. It was all about chemical reactions n so many color changes to be remembered in each experiments. I never knew that we completed so many things in our lab. One thing is there in our Engineering days. The whole syllabus for the semester seemed to be like we were listening news for deaf n dumb in class though we were really not…. We wonder we use to collect n cover all 160 marks syllabus or at least 140 marks syllabus (even though it was thought for 100 marks in classes) in that last night before the exam. Strange but true. That night we use to understand the things like we were watching BBC world channel. All info straight n clear… I always wonder…why didn’t this BBC worked for rest of the days when we are in the class. Nevertheless now I had to study…but as I passed on the pages I felt it easier…as there were only color changes from start to end of the experiment. And we needed some common words to join this start and end of the experiment. Only thing we had to remember was start color of the chemical and end color of the experiment. I thought of taking a break as I calculated myself with the risk factor of having 14 hrs left for my exam n hardly 1 hour for each experiment could make me reach the target. So went out to peep in others room n got a room which was filled with those guys who just finished their exam that day and those who had pretty lengthy time for next exam to approach. I was a odd man out there. They were watching some movie n in watching movies we never stay odd anymore. All batch unite together like milk n water n watch it to end without opening the door of dark room. Now how can I miss this chance. I became one of the spectators for next two n half hour.

Now by 11.30 bell rang to do some worth full work for exam that was about to bang next day by 11am. So 11.30 hrs left for me now. But felt sleepy as soon as I opened it. It was all about to study the rainbow colors changing from one another. I made some easy method to pass it out. Did some coding between the colors and was quite doing it well. I felt then it was a small job n no such precious time to be wasted before the exam. And how better we can spend those peak hours else than sleeping. But still I was in initial stage of all these experiments…. I really had some time to spend it for first look. The next day early morning I planned revision of the same. But as per the saying…man proposes n god disposes… works word to word in next half n hour.

12am banged at all visible clocks n watches. My batch mates attacked my room to celebrate my birthday. Oh it was my birthday on June 9^th …. And it was time to celebrate…. I was happy to see a cake n candles arranged for me. We celebrated took snaps ate cake pasted the butter and every stuffs that can make a birthday fun. I thanked all for remembering my birthday and giving the surprise.

1.30 am…celebration ended n fire inside me caught the real heat. Butter on my face melted. But meanwhile the butter has created all blunder n the cooling effect of it showed me way to bed. I found its really hard to read our next word that’s written by some mighty senior in his record. I couldn’t wait for the needle in clock to cross one more minute. Kept a alarm at 4am n pulled my blanket. It was heaven in my dreams in no time. But as usual failed myself to convince to get up when alarm sung.

5.30am… now it was time for my sixth, seventh etc sense to wake up n also wake me up. I felt something weird passed in my body n alerted like when free electrons is plugged into human body direct from a power socket without insulation. I got up n forgot rest of the world. I had now only option left too do in the world now. And that was to understand each n every English that was mentioned in the record. I buried myself on the icy chair n started sucking the color. At last un wontedly time clock dint show any mercy to show its 9’O clock face. It was a ugly face especially when the exam is to be faced in next coming hour. No breakfast nor shower. Washed face with some water to hairs which provided all special effect to show myself as fresh as just way out of shower. But the colors really showed its color when I really stepped in the lab. It was mentioned that until we pen it down the color change for first initial stage we were not allowed to proceed any experiment. And the main drawback with me was I knew the start n end color of the experiment. But the required was the intermediate color. Which again I had to do permutation n combination with the rest of the VIBGYOR colors. I still repent why I dint learn doing this permutation n combination right for the whole life. It played very major roles in most part of the life n most of them were wrong… J

It was actually pink to blue and then end color was brown. I knew pink n brown. Time allotted was half n hour to write the experiment procedure till the first color change. And I could see more permutation n combination on my lab mate’s faces. So I was not a exceptional. Now what to do….the every color in me turned black n white. A slight cut on the intermediate color could throw me out of hall. I wrote everything else than intermediate color. I guessed it purple. But I really had thing to correct. He came to my table at last. What to do now. Actually the color turned pink to blue but purple was what I mentioned. It was almost same only but not exact. And my lecturer dint wanted to take any chance in identifying any color. These liquid(chemicals) n color really turn u out pale n nasty. N what else can help me out than a liquid itself. A drop of water at right place can heel all the unseen wounds n keep me clueless to carry out further observations n reading. I got a small droplet on the exact place of where I had to change… and it worked out. I showed it to lecturer who was already so familiarized with color as 3^rd std kid is familiar with letter ‘A’. he saw something unclear at the changed color part of the paper. He advised to write it clearly. I used ink pen rather than ball pens. And that really helped me now. N now why shall I take chance to write it blue in place of purple anymore… J I was clear now. Poor lecturer… he himself made me out of this puzzle. I thanked him n finished the rest of the exam in next half n hour.

I was out n submitted the seniors record which remained in college in my name now after … Jn came out. Finished some viva n I was out by 1.30 pm….there was lot of discussions with frns after coming out for 1 more hour... I was happy on road…that I successfully finished my unrevealed color exam in style. Suddenly I realized… that m damn hungry. And I dint have breakfast nor lunch n not even a single drop of water wet my tongue. The moment I came to real world all my sixth sense n all other nonsense kicked off from my body like a betrayed soul n went to bed before I could reach my den. The straight road started floating… I was like in mid of ocean who hardly swimmed in his life. I managed somehow to reach the hostel n bugged whatever left out at mess. My bed was unfolded n was calling both arms stretched. I surrendered myself to be n again dreams rugged me… J

It was 116 out of 125 at the end. Satisfactory for the way I did myself for the exam…. J and only I know what I did for my 116… J