College Life revisited ;)

5th Jan 2012
2:00 AM

Abhishek: Bhaag Surbhit
Surbhit : Ruk yaar, woh aaega abhi.
Abhishek: Abe! Bhaag…..
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3 hours earlier

Abhishek: Hello
Hitender: Ghar kab tak aaega?
Abhishek: 10 minutes
Hitender: Aaja, party hai.
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5th jan 1:30 AM
Surbhit: Bas yeh akhiri hai, fir khaana khaenge
Hardik: Abe Surbhit yaar, jaldi kyun hai
Surbhit: Salle bhook lag rahi hai, main khaana garam kar raha hoon tum saaf karo and news paper bichao.
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15 minutes later

Surbhit: paan khaana hai yaar
Hitendra: paan nahi milega raat ke 2 baje hai
Surbhit: Challo fir ek walk karke aate hai
Everyone: challo

5 Minutes later
Abhishek: Police waale aa rahe hai
Surbhit: Side pe aajao
Police Constable: Kidher jaa rahe ho?
Abhishek: Sir ATM jaa rahe hai ICICI ke
Police Constable: 2 Baj rahe hai. Daroo piya hai?
Abhishek: Nahi sir bas khaana khaaya hai
Police Constable: Yeh koi time hai ATM jaane ka?
Surbhit: Sir, Kal bus ke ticket k paise nahi hai toh ATM jaa rahe hai.
Police Constable: Ruko
…Calls his officer…
Police Constable: Chori karta hai?
Surbhit: Sir, TCS mein kaam karte hai, aap bolo toh ID leke aa jaaye.
Police Constable: Kidher se hai?
Surbhit: Jammu and Kashmir
I still remember his reaction when I told him that I am from Jammu and Kashmir.
Police Constable: ID card dikhao
Surbhit: sir abhi nahi hai ghar pe hai, leke aata hoon
Police Constable (Shouts): Aye Ruk.
Surbhit: Sir, idher hi hai ghar, house number 1432
Police Constable: Idher ruko, Officer aata hai, wahi baat karega.
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He finds a car parked nearby with flashing headlights.
Police constable: Idher hi ruko. Main aata
He started moving away from us and we were unaware of what to do, we slowly started moving towards our house.
Moments later I see abhishek taking his slippers in his hands (reason still unknown to me O_O)
Abhishek: Bhaag Surbhit
Surbhit : Ruk yaar, who aaega abhi.
Abhishek: Abe! Bhaag…..
Surbhit: hardik bhaag
And we all ran non stop and must have broken ben johnson’s record.
In no time we were home, breathing heavy trying to unlock the door.
Entered the room, switched off the lights
And everybody could not stop laughing.
Since I told him the house number we were expecting a knock at the door, but luckily no body bothered

Excitement at its peak


Thanks for reading
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Love
Surbhit

unemployed writer

24th july 2010
1st company.
H.p r&d.
Horrible written exam. Dint clear. Went at 7 am got back at 5 pm. When will be my day
Damn tired, laters

26 july 10
got a fake call from emc2. Got up early n went there to get nothing. Then went to tesco, dint allow me to sit in the written test.
Now preparing for the "ph test". Exam on 1st. Laters

28 july,
3 days more. Exam on first, it feels good . Gaurav n harry n me. Spending a good time here. N enjoin too. We do give a good time to studies too. Anyways. Gotta go n solve apti nw. Laters

31 july 2010.
Can't sleep. Got an interview on monday. Missin mom n dad badly. Just feel like going home. But i won't. I'l go home only once m employed. Missin home badly.
May be thats d reason y my eyes r wet. Shud sleep. Gotta study 2mrw. Gnyyt. Later
PS:HAPY BDAY may u get al d hapines in d world:)

1 aug 2010.
First sunday of august, happy friendships day. The sound of Church bells is filling my ears and making me exuberant, cus m standing right in front of d xam centre. 8:30 am, d xam starts at 9:30. 4 crazy girls loaded in a jetta just drove by shouting, all the best.... Fun for them n heres my ass is on fire. Need just 70% n things wil get set...
So many students around. ... Out nw . Goin in. Laters

9 august
2 am.
Dint get 70% just got 66%. TCS xam on 14. Almost done with quant, now time for technical and verbal. By 3pm i'll wind up analytical too.
Gotta get up at 8. Hope i make it to tcs.
Gnyt.

14 aug
8:00 am
In the bus, on my way to the TCS xam centre. I am prepared, and hell nervous. The exam centre is miles away. I'll have to change buses to get there. 2 hours journey. Whats to come?

14 august
11:50 pm
so this was it, written, tech cleared. HR was fun, but d final result will b sent via email.
Anyways m waiting. May be d best gift for dad is here to arrive... Goin to sleep. Gnyt

16 august
11:50pm
time is running too slow. I haven't yet recieved the email from TCS. I must have checked my inbox more than a hundred times. Whats in the store for me? Is this post going to end.? Whats coming up?
How long?

21 august 2010
4:45 pm
happy birth day dad.
I am with a person who has been like an elder brother to me. In this alien city, he has been d one i can run too.
Makes me smile. N ya about TCS. Results will b announced after 30 days.
Chiken is here. Later

7th sep.
Happy bday harry.
This is d last day. Kal might be result will b announced. Dnt knw. Wats to come.

10 sep.
12:30 am
just got the news. Results have been announced for some batches. They are sending the mail in both the cases. So lets see. Probably a day or two more. Hope lives. G.n laters

13 sep '10
3:45 am
my bday is coming. God will u send me a gift?
U knw wat i want.
Don't u.
Later.

15 sep 2010.
3 am
Two months coming to an end, no job as yet.
Missing someone.
:-)
laters

17 sep '10
2 pm
life can sometimes put u in situations which totally tear u apart. M in such one condition.
:-(

22 sep' 10
2 am
it was a tough day to begin with. my friend got a call from the company n my inbox was still empty. i got the mail one hour later and that one hour was like a lifetym. i dont know what to do now, m feeling a bit weird, now that i was waiting for something, the wait is over. Now what.
atleast people who were concerned where really happy. :)
thanx all

The story that transformed me PART THREE

befor starting with this post, you should read this post .This is a continuation to the post linked.



vishal was sitting in the hospital for his fiance' was undergoing a brain surgery following a serious accident, that happened on her way to indore, where the ceremony was scheduled

ashima was in the O.T

vishal was sitting outside, and his dad and and brother were busy arranging things where the family of aashima was to be shifted, only ashima was having critical injuries, rest all his family were having fractures.

The Doctor came out of the room, and called out vishal.

"yes doctor, is she fine?" vishal sounded tired and exhausted

"See, we have removed the clot, but she is not responding to us, her pulse is on, she breathing, she is alive"

"if she is then why is she not responding doctor"

"son she is in a state of coma" said the doctor, putting his hand on vishal's shoulder

vishal did not say anything, he was shocked,

he went back and everything that was happening did not matter to him...

vishal was staring at the floor, thinking about the pain ashima might be in

His Dad and brother were talking to the doctor

Vishal got up and left

He unlocked his car and reached his place..

He went straight up to his room, through the garden which had a decorated stage, he walked through empty stalls, everything seemed to be hollow now.

He opened his almirah and there in front of him was a ring, a diamond ring, which ashima selected for herself.

He held the ring and cried, he cried for a long time, untill he felt his brothers hand on his shoulder.

i saw bhaiya and i could see a tear in his eyes, it was very dark and i was feeling cold

so he told me to go down, we were in the room, which certainly was warm, he opened his almirah and took a file folder out.

He opened it and showed me a photograph,

It was him standing, dressed impressively in a cream colored suit, beside him there was a ashima, dressed in a red suit, lying on the bed, eyes closed, and the third person was vishal, who was holding ashima's hand, with a ring......

and bhaiya said

"she is my bhabhi...."

ashima is in delhi, still in coma, it has been three years now, vishal is working and is living with her, he has appointed two nurses to take care of his wife,

ashima once moved her hand and that was the day vishal got her a new necklace...

vishal is happy to be with her and waiting for her to talk to him someday.

ashima never said anything, but i think she is also very happy...

if love can cure

then it will

tc

luv

sub!!!

The story that transformed me PART TWO

befor starting with this post, you should read this post .This is a continuation to the post linked.



Ashima....

Ashima....

Vishal screamed in the lobby of the hospital where his fiance' was supposedly admitted

A nurse came running to him

"sir, please stay quiet, it's a hospital"

"sister, there is a family that just got addmitted, where are they"

"The road traffic accident case?"

vishal nodded to avoid attracting any more eyes to him

"Oh, sir they are in the I.C.U, you please wait, you cant go in.."

"how are they, are they fine??"

"i'll let you meet the doctor who is handling them, sir you please relax and take a seat..." saying this the nurse left, ordering the ward boy to get glass of water for vishal

vishal was waiting in the lobby, it was easy for the nurse to say, relax, but was impossible for vishal, his to be wife was in the hospital and he didn't know how was she.

The I.C.U door opened, a Doctor walked out..

vishal rushed to him and asked him

"sir... ashima... ashima garg, how is she sir....??""

"relax young man, you sit, will talk to you in a moment, are you a relative??"

"i am her fiance'"

"you relax son, we will get back to you in a while"

Before vishal could ask him anything he went inside, vishal tried to go inside I.C.U

but was stopped by the watchman.

Vishal turned back to see his dad and younger brother approaching him.

"beta, kaise hai woh"

vishal could not fight his tears anymore

"the doctor said nothing"

"everything will be fine"said his dad

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the coffee was over, the sky was dark, i could already see some tears in his eyes, don't know why i was getting a feeling the bhaiya was somewhere related to this story, i said nothing, i took his cup and put it down, and leaned forward and rested my chin on my hand, trying to convey my interest in listening to the whole story, he continued.....

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the doctor came out of the ICU, vishal was the first one to notice ...

he was there in front of him in a flash,

"doctor how are they".....

"see we could not save the girl, i am sorry" The doctor said trying his level best to handle vishal who's heart stopped palpitating.

"how are the other people" vishal's brother asked....

"The head of the family, has a crushed arm, the mother also has fractured her ribs, the boy has fractured his shoulder and arm, and the other girl has a brain clot and skull fracture, only one of you can come in to see them, but make sure..." the doctor was not complete with what he had to say but vishal cut him in between,

"what do you mean the other girl, ashima was their only daughter??"

"what??, there were 2 young girls who were in the car" the doctor said that

"what do you mean by that, ASHIMA IS THE ONLY DAUGHTER"vishal said

"See, anyone of you can come to identify them."the doctor said and called a nurse to take one of them in.

vishal was overwrought,confused and completely clueless of what was going.

Seeing this, vishal dad decided to go in...

it took him sometime and vishal would give the door of ICU a look every 2 seconds.

his dad came out of the door,

"dad, kya hua, tell me she not the one..."vishal was almost out of control

"son, its not ashima, its someother girl who must be travelling with them"

"how is ashima papa???"

" she has a brain clot, the doctors are preparing for the operation"

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vishal was at least a bit hopeful now....

REST IN THE NEXT POST........

The story that transformed me PART ONE

THIS IS A TRUE STORY, I HAVE JUST CHANGED THE NAMES

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In my last valentine's special post, I mentioned about the person, who's story transformed my life.

Now i think it won't be much of a painstaking job for me to let you through the experience he had, with the help of my words. Hope you don't pall.

After my brother's marriage, my life had turned upside down. Not because my brother got married, but because i got dumped just 4 days before his marriage. The ceremonies kept me busy and after 1 month when i reached Indore back, things were very different. There were no phone calls to wake you up, there were no phone calls to wish you goodnight. I had my exams at the corner and the surroundings of my house started to haunt me with the memories that were never coming back. I tried calling to get back together from time to time but with every call it seemed impossible. I decided that if i stay at my place, i won't be able to study, so left for his place.

He was working, elder to me, very supporting, used to see me cry many times a day. It was one evening and i had not done anything remarkable with my books since the day had started.

He told me to take two chairs on the rooftop. Since, the chairs were quite heavy it took me some time to get them upstairs. The view was awesome, it was the 7th floor of the building and for a city like Indore you could actually see the skyline, the panoramic view was astonishing. The sun had half disappeared and the sky was glowing orange, there were a few kids playing on the rooftop of their bungalow.

I heard his foot steps and turned around to see him holding two cups, sorry mugs, of coffee.

We sat down and he started talking about my studies which made me a bit uncomfortable as in reality i hadn't studied anything since the morning.

"Is it because of your breakup that this is happening??"

"I don't know, may be yes"

He smiled, rather laughed at me and that was the reaction that i had least expected.

He took a sip of his coffee and said,

"I'll tell you a story"

It was in December 2007 when Ashima would blush on anything.

People around her were happy, so was she, she was getting married

It was the day of her engagement.

Ashima and Vishal had been together for 4 years, they saw each other on the day of their counselling, happened to choose the same college and same branch, became great buddies and lovers

Vishal was slim, tall, working with a multinational company and was earning well.

Ashima was short, her face was ovoid shaped and big eyes made her look like a doll.

Vishal's family had arranged for the engagement, and everything was almost ready.

Vishal's phone rang

"hieeeee"

"hey baby where have you reached"

"well we are two hours away from indore'

"hmmm, m waiting"

"vishal, i just wanted to tell you that..."

"that....???"

"that i love you..."

"i love you too, now you hangup and don't disturb the driver"

"oh i am not, but he is one hot dude!!!"

"achcha, ussi se shaadi karle fir"

"sochte hain.... hehehe"

"chal bye"

"bye"

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Vishal continued with his work and soon it was 4 pm, the time of arrival for Ashima and family, Vishal called her up but her cell was coming switched off.

He called her brother his number was coming out of reach

Then he called his father's number

the bell rang for a while and vishal was growing restless.

"Hello" a person picked up, breathing heavy, vishal knew it was not her father, he had many talks with him before to butter him up to agree for the engagement to be in Indore.

"Who's this"

since the person said the same words to me, i'll write the same words here

"Dekhiye aap jo bhi bol rahe hai, is family ka accident ho gaya hai, aap please jaldi Bombay hospital aa jaaye, ya inke parichit ko inform karde"

(see, whoever you are, this family had a terrific accident so you please rush to the Bombay hospital or else inform their relatives)

"m coming in 10 minutes" vishal said, hung up and ran across the garden towards his car

He was only yards away from his place when his dad called up

"what happened where are you going??" his dad's voice had concern

"papa ashima ki car ka accident ho gaya hai, bombay hospital mein hai, please jaldi aa jao, m going there only"

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it does not end here , Ashima didn't die, the story continued, and il tell it to you....

let the pictures speak

A morning in my city

Every one on their way to work

many would be having troubles, like this poor chap

And everyone waits in the traffic

cars, bikes and every vehicle.... waiting

and with time slowly they move and reach their destination

and my city waits for the same thing to happen the next morning

many people experience the same thing everyday, but they don't get out of their cars and hustle, they keep calm.

this is the difference in INDIA and every other country

keep calm, stay happy

"peace"

when the emotions get drained!!!!

jus picture this,

you have your presentation, u r least prepared get up, convince yourslef that there is no way out so gotta face watever that  comes up.

you get ready to leave for your project partners place, who is mad at you cause you din't turn up a day before though u promised.

you get down, push the key in the bike, about to kick, n your cell phone rings.

it's your best friend calling....

you start the bike, n drive while you talk, you reach the place still on the phone and then get your good luck charm.

you start with the report you have to submit.

leave for the college, driving 13 kms in scorching heat, without eating anything, no dinner,no breakfast.

through the sandunes you reach your college, already dirty,(thanx to the dust) and you r informed that u r next for the presentation. no time to prepare you connect your laptop and take the seat.

they ask you questions and you r numb, no answers, u r jus cursing urself.

anyways bad day, everything ends, clouds in the sky you start your bike, your project partner, dipressed as u r, sittin bak.driving slowly, both completly pissd off..

you look up.... dark clouds alll around n then u notice a drop of water on the petrol tank.

10 minutes later you r driving and searching for a place to hide your computer.

you find a "dhabba" u go in put ur laptop bag dere and wait for the rain to stop.

and then you get a push, n u r out.... they wont let u in...

n u feel the rain....

u feel the drops on your head, n then u decide to stay outside,... 

u dance, u drive u forget.....

you njoy

you thank

you feel good

you feel bad

u love

u hate

u smile n den u cry

u go through all the emotions possible

and all this covered , thanx to the drops he gave u

to let it out

you come bak,

have u tea 

n u sleep

n u get up

n u write this

thanx god n luky charm

misss both of u

love both of u

: X :X

Great news to start the day.

i have been preparing well for my minor exams and jus a day before that i come to know that my name is not in the list.

Yes, i won't be allowed to appear in the exam.

And why would tha be?

because my attendance is low.

great, n why is it low, cus i was down wid jaundice,

and i did submit a medical signed by an authentic doctor and my dad.

but hell no, they won't understand.

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m off till 13. no blogs from me now. damnit dey jus pissd me off big tym. ...great....

 :X :X :X

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diffrences....

This happened to me when i was in the baraat.Yes, it was the marriage of a friend's brother.Smiles, laughter everywhere.Spread all around.The procession started and we were dancing to the tunes of latest bolly songs.I did try to dance but then realised that this is not my game.I was at the side and was moving slowly ,forward, ignoring the traffic and the horns.I was happy, n looked to my right.There was a girl, no less then 18.stunning eyes she had and long hair.Everyone was happy, but she was not.I could feel the pain and disguise in her eyes.Being of the very same age, i could feel what she is thinking right now.I moved forward and she stood there, holdin the lamp that she was supposed to hold and continuing with her job of lightin the way of baraat.I could feel how much she wanted to get in the dancing group and enjoy. It's the prime years of her life and all she is doing is workin to get just two green notes.And people dressed up like celibrities crossin her and she is just looking at the dresses wondering if she will ever be able to wear dresses like these.No doubt it pinches you. it really does.The baraat had reached the venue and i went in to have dinner.But i was Just thinking what that group of people might be doing rightnow.i went out, to have a look.they all were outside a chaiwalla's shop.I could see that girl too.standing with a guy and laughing.i smiled to myself and came back.People really do accept what they get in life.And being the one for someone just makes it easier to accept....

weird

this is what happened to me today. read and then tell me what i should have done.

i was with a friend at the S.B.I office in one of the busy offices in indorre (fer those who are in indore. i was in palasia office) .
when we reached there i say the chotta hathi standing there (the towing machine we call it the chotta hathi.)
The parking provided by the SBI is just enough for 20 bikes and no doubt it was filled in by more than 35 two wheelers besides the bicycles. but i managed to park my bike inside. as we parked the hathi also left with three bikes on its back. Anyways we went in and my friend started the work he had to do. i was waiting and was getting bored.
Another 10 minutes passed i was getting more than bored, my friend was in the queue and i came out and was approached by one guy to help him out .
he wanted to get his bike out and the bike that was parked just behind his bike happened to be mine.
Now the chotta hathi was not there so i decided to park my bike outside and wait there only.
I did wait but then decided to take out some money from the ATM.
i was in the queue thought of turning back and looked at the bike.
it was surrounded by two traffic policemen and parked nearby was the chotta hathi.
forgettin that after waitin for 20 mins in the queue my turn is next i went to save the bike which was about to get in the grip of the tusk.
anyways i put in the keys and the next thing i hear is (besides the deafning horns and mooing cows. )
rehne do beta. gaadi ke papers dikhao.
i dint have the papers as the bike was not mine.
i told him
uncle bhaiya ander hai. please wait for some time
he declined, told his assistant to load the bike.
damnit he said lets cut the reciept.

my indian mind was working with 100% efficiency.

i told him andar toh park karne ki jagah hi nai hai. park kahaan karoon?

he gave me the expected answer. 200 rupey ki raseed hai. naam kya hai?

i answered uncle 200 rupey toh nai hai.

all the times i've seen my mum bargaining with shopkeepers prooved to be helpfull.

finally we ended up giving him Rs.50 without the reciept.

i got the bike and he got Rs.50.

the indian government tells us to save fuel but does not have the quality of roads to provide us with max mileage.

they don't have the parking place but got these haathis moving around.

thanx president

you rock!!!