Friday, August 31, 2012

K(C)anteen!

Well..This post is dedicated to my college's K-Block Canteen..No!We dont have A to J..Its just named K!Kanteen,maybe!

About a year ,including all the bunks,public holidays, Saturdays, Sundays,it has been,since I enrolled myself in the Engineering course.

Day1,we had what we call a campus tour..A 111 acre campus tour..Pity our legs,you!And for lazy bums like me..how difficult it would have been,Imagine!All the academic blocks,the botanical garden,the animal house blah..blah.. was covered but F-O-o-D...? 45 minutes and they didn't talk about the K(C)anteen!That should be probably the first thing people (like me) would be wishing to see!

Finally..at the 55th minute.."This is the Technology Canteen!",uttered a gentleman.
Technology canteen..not that it had all the powerful and amazing features through which you could order and a robot like thing will serve you!But,it was meant for the to-be-engineers,so the term TECHNOLOGY! Technology, shouldn't have been the name,I guess!I could see more number of people,with posters,banners etc. explaining to the freshers(rather boasting) about their clubs!

Yess..Lets talk about the Technology alias K-Block Canteen!They say,"First Impression Is the Last Impression"..and alas!It failed to impress me!The building was quite good and decent..!Like, the architecture and all..but you were definitely not going to fill up your empty stomachs with cement & concrete,I guess!
You step inside,right side-the dry nashta,left side-The coupon counter.You feel as if you are jolted off by a mob!

"Uncle..Ek Lays"
"Uncle...Uncle..Ek coke..Aa nai uncle..pelu waalu"(Gujarati! :D )
"Arey Uncle..kab se kahdi hu..!Kaha hai mera coupon?"

UGH!

Four more steps and you experience what you call the amalgamation of smells! Yuk...The Noodles,the Choley-Baturey..The Paneer-Tikka..The Samosas..!Eww...I thought,they had forgotten to put up some chimneys!Adding to this..the people..!Not a single table was vacant..plus the rubbish sound of people shouting unnecessarily!
                                                   

About a year ,including all the bunks,public holidays,saturdays,sundays,it has been,since I started my Engineering course,BUT I've never again dared to step into this K(C)anteen!No matter,how much,my friends spend up their energy convincing me,I'll not!Never!When you can enjoy the Maa ke haath ke bana hua khana,peacefully,right below the open sky,why trouble yourself!

P.S. :I dont, at all, blame the hostilities!I understand you,because I've tasted your Hostel ka bana khana!


Thursday, August 30, 2012

Everyday!



The lazy morning wake ups…
The chilled fresh morning air…
The bright green leaves...
The greedy traffic police officers…
The light music in the autos….
The dark black roads wet with the rains…
The fresh faces of the people…
The sweeper with his dreary expressions…
The little girls’ with the pretty pinafores…
The dutiful gray security guard…
The optimistic eyed shop owners…
The bright yellow school buses…
The white walls of the buildings…
The black board of the class…
The regular teachers…
The same people...

The everyday life..!!





Sunday, August 19, 2012

Overcoming Failures..


Time and again, I have been made to realize that circumstances in life never stay the same. In fact, Life is what you call, a roller coaster ride, you can either choose to scream or throw your arms up and enjoy! We all are born in this world to play a role.Sometimes, the audience applause, sometimes they condemn. But it solely depends on our attitude to how we respond to our critics and retaliate. It is, our actions which decide who we are and what will we be in the approaching years.

Life is a race... If you don't run fast... You will be like a broken anda (egg)...

A famous dialogue by Virus in 3 idiots. Indeed, life has become a race. A race where we undoubtedly have learnt to score high, to flatter, to win & to gain people's admiration! A race which only appreciates the winners and ridicules the slow runners?
A race which demands no failure? A race which forces you to bow down your faces in front of swift runners?

BUT WHY?!

Why we all are so ashamed to speak of our failures? Why? Did we all work or are working to prove ourselves to the people, to impress the teachers, bosses? School syllabus teaches you photosynthesis or Ohms Law about a thousand times, but why aren’t we taught to learn from our failures? Are we not supposed to learn something from our defeats rather than be ashamed of them? The one who hasn’t failed in life for once, hasn't accomplished anything too! Each time we are being deserted because of failures is only to  rise above our limits!

Yes, failure should bring shame if you don’t stand up & fight! Failure is not something when you work hard and fail but failing to work hard! We are all meant to be special unique individuals with our own speed of running the race of life. Accept who you are, know your strengths, work to achieve them and WIN for nobody else but your own self!!


      

Sunday, August 12, 2012

In Books and Dreams...

On page 301 of 460...It has been days since I started reading it...Don’t know what’s holding me back! Can’t blame it entirely on my tests too! Then what is it? Well, I believe there are two reasons why you suddenly start taking so long time to finish reading a novel.

·        You don’t quite harmonize to what the author says. To put it in other words, you begin to lose your interest in the story! I’ve done this a time or two...Many say that I shouldn't leave a book half read but again I don’t find clinging to it, useful either!

·        You so much get engrossed in it that is to say ,when you start living the life of the fictitious characters ,you don’t want it to end! You forever wish to be a part of it. I am probably experiencing the same right now! I don’t want to meet up my end as Florentyna Rosnovski so shortly..!

As I flip each page of this mesmerizing 'The Prodigal Daughter', my respect for Jeffery Archer continues to grow and with it, it refreshes my childhood memories. A blur picture of the four-line notebook where I first wrote an appreciable essay titled "What if I were the President of India" and the reminiscences of my first speech in the school assembly which too, perchance, was titled "My Dream of becoming the President of India”!


Years of my life seem to have flipped up like yellowish pages of this book, all my dreams may have taken up the name of craziness or stupidity or childishness, but as they say, a good book will never leave you unlearnt ,it teaches me yet again,to what heights a dream can take you!
Maybe, that’s why we all love reading! Refreshes the forgotten and changes the unchanged!


                                                                  Happy Reading!
                                                                      12/8/2012