jaane kahan gaye woh din.........

gone r the days when the first drops of rain and the smell of raincoat welcomed a new session..............
when new books made us happy through their glossy covers an' pictures........
when discussions involved tiffins but no careers..........
when it felt good to sweat out on soccer field...........
when bicycles were the dream possesions...........
when uniforms were the articles of botheration.......
when life was all about a good impression on teachers........
when winters were being cursed to be so cold on early morning ride to school.........
when standing in the morning assembly without chatting was impossible.......
when 15th Aug. an' 26th Jan. were days of celebration......
when children's day an' teacher's day were not mere holidays.........
when national anthem was by heart..........
when ambitions were not limited to a job.............
when becoming president of India never seemed impossible........
when saturday with white dresses seemed unique..........
when inter house activties were questions of life and death.........
when summer brought with it the joy of end of sessions..........
an' the beginning of vacations !!!!!!!

when life was an enjoyment each an' every day, each an' every season.....when our souls were free to know ourselves !!!!!

"HATS OFF TO SCHOOL DAYS !!!!!!!"

My first crush......................

Believe me when I say............" i m a god fearing man " but I will nt think twice to say he is hell of a judge, all injustice being imparted to " dedicated lovers " !!!!!!!
I was in class 7th an' she was our physices teacher..........." Vivechna Purohit " . She had joined recently but her fame spread far an' wide, boyz began to attend the classes more frequently than anytime in the school's history, I think.
Ok, lemme tell a bit abt her.........

" As I far as I remember she often dressed in a yellow sari, ( damn it was banarasi, ), a blood red sindoor ( she was unfortunately married !!!!!!! ) was enough to kill some guy of a heart attack , with that smile to unleash the shine of white pearls !!"

In short she had the capabilities of turning 'kids into men'. We were fortunate to have her as our class teacher too , that was our first hand experience with the experimentations of courtship. I thought girls surely conspired to kill her with nobody left to 'attend to them'!!!

We had our best times in school with the biggest bullies of the class doin' their homework more sincerely than the toppers. The pupil who forgot to wash their faces before comin' to school, now had pocket combs, the ' spy type' guys took out her address, her contacts an' one of 'em brought to our notice that her husband ( our mutual enemy ) looked like a sweeper which took the good lookin' guys of the class to seventh heaven!!!!!!!

I was no different, for knowing that the best way to impress her was to have good marks in exams, I forgot all other subjects except physics , got failed in 3 out of five an' got 9 an' a half out of 10 in physics. On parent's teacher's meet when results were declared it was decided that I was a weak student an' therefore was referred to 'Vivechna Ma'm' fr extra classes. (Though as I have said I got good marks in physics, still extra classes remained a responsibility of class teacher for junior classes).

So I began spending an hour more with the lady of my dreams after school, all was goin' great with my story but then this villain appeared...........no he was not her husband, but her baby. She was pregnant an' left the school. I considered leavin' the school but felt unable to give a good enough reason to my parents to let me take this drastic step.
Years passed by, I am a third year student of engineerin' now. But even today I just can't stop my grin to grow on my face when I remember that I used to say " Yes' Ma'm !"
distinctly so that our class teacher ( tht is Vivechna Purohit Ma'm ) could raise her eyes from the register to look at me !!!!

Till this day I 've had lots of crushes from my girlfreind's mom to my housemaid, but somethings do remain unique till your death.............Vivechna Ma'm is one of 'em. ( I wonder if she gave birth to a girl child, if so, wish she would grow some day to resemble her mother an' give one more chance to discover wht " first crush" is all about !!!!!!

the day I saw shrek 3....

It was this movie I brought that made Swaroop & Robin throw giggles at me.............yes, it was ' Shrek 3'. I had seen its trailers n knew I had to see it...... animation is definitely something of my interest !!!!!!
The next day the movie was played, a good entertainment flick but wait, this is not just abt Shrek , the movie...........it is all about one dialogue tht was delivered by the concerned main character............................ I don't remember it exactly but the essence was clear " You tend to put yourself in a role based upon the roles that the ppl assign to you............they call you names an' u tend to bring those names to reality, an' then one day u brk off these shackles to become a free man who knows wht he wants to be, an' frm here ur dreams turn into reality !!!!!!!
If anybody has seen this movie, they know it was being said in context with a boy who considered himself a loser simply 'cause ppl told him so an' thus was in no way goin' to be fit into the role of the king.
It was supposed to be a children's movie, a movie meant fr kids....................but wait ,r we nt kids?????? Don' we need 2 learn facts of life, the same way kids learn ?????
I wanted to be a footballer, play a guitar, play mission games on my PC but my parents saw a studious kid in me, I was supposed to be one , I tried to be one.................gave IIT ,failed.......................tried 2 do engg. , blunders happened an' now I think my mind has changd track, it ll like 2 see dreams...............turning 'em into reality.............rather than just playing roles in ' scripts' written by others !!!!!!!

chains of literacy !!!

If anybody out here feels that I m trying 2 deliver a highly anti-social message lemme be clear, with all those big books right here in front of me I feel a big fat illiterate still( only reason that I am not throwing 'em out of my window is 'cause 'stomach ka sawaal hai'!!!
Seeing those kids running through green fields makes me feel jealous.........they may have no TV, no PCs. Maybe just that dusted underwear of theirs is enough fr them( they're not bothered whether it's a Jockey or not). Their fearless shrieks fill up the sky at the cost of just one prized possesion, their illiteracy, their licence to freedom.
Goin' through this 'very important subject of my engineering discipline' , they call it DCS-II( Digital Circuits & systems), I could see myself running through the same green fields, the blades of paddy passing through,the birds above my head ,river shining under sun and then I shouted ,that same shriek of independence when suddenly I saw these words on the upper left side of the DCS page I was reading- " Assignment, tommorow "- ' the two words 'ZINDAGI' ke!!!!!