Sugar Free Diwali

P.S:: This following Blog is not for those who had a very nice Diwali and also not for those who don’t love festivals.

Ever celebrated Diwali alone???

Ever had your dinner alone on a festival??

Well that’s just to summarize what this Diwali brought for me.

Not so long ago, when I used to write those long essays on DIWALI, I felt some lines really funny n wondered how that could ever be possible in real material life. Some of those I quote below

“Is din hum sab apne sabhi dosto (friends) se milte hai aur sham ko sb ek saath milkr lakshmi poojan (Prayers) krte hai. Is parv ko hum bahut harsh aur ulaas k saath mnaate hai.”

Till my last Diwali (2010), I always had my dear ones, Parents and friends close to me and thus never gave importance to these lines. But now, when this Diwali (2011) was on the shore, i started realising the value of parents and friends. You can never imagine how much it hurts to be celebrating any moment when they aren’t with you. Actually, instead of ‘celebrating’, the word that I should have used in my previous line is ‘pretend to celebrate’ as celebrations means happiness and how could you be happy without those dear ones.

This time I was not excited for Diwali like i used to be earlier but still, I love festivals (Holi and Diwali being favourites). I like to celebrate them in my best possible way. I started the day with watching the first day opening show of RA.ONE (Big SRK n BEBO fan). The movie was nice. We had our breakfast n came back to our flat. After cleaning up the mess from my room, I started getting ready for visiting friends. Byom (colleague) arrived n then me, Goverdhan n Byom (BUM .. i like to call him :P) went out for lunch. After having our meals, we set out for Vashi malls. Two more friend, Bikash and Happy joined us there. After roaming in the malls for some hours, we decided that we should return. 

Just when everything was going right (if not perfect), DEAR GOD had already something else in that big brown kitty for me. 

Goverdhan along with Happy decides that he has to visit a friend. Opposing his idea, I argued that we have to get back home as its a tradition to offer Lakshmi Pooja in the evening and also light some candles there. 

Goverdhan: Arey jaldi laut aayengey yaar

Me: bhai, we can’t return before 11 P.M atleast n that won’t be a right time to do the Pooja

G: yaar, tension na le pahunch jaayengey.....hum kounsa jyada der bethnge

A: Goldy, aaj bahut traffic hai...even if hurry up still it will get us beyond 11 or midnight.

G: Acha toh fir u go home n do the Pooja, I’ll be back soon.

A: Yaar, you want me to celebrate Diwali alone??....Fine...ok with it.

                With the most frustrated mood ever, I started returning. Now I could very easily feel that my eyes were getting wet. I called up my parents n pretended like i was very happy. But parents just know everything about you. They figured out everything in no time. This made me feel more guilty as i ruined their Diwali along with mine. 

After celebrating Dusherra all alone, Diwali was also no exception. I guess this is just the GOD’s way to punish me for whatever I wished for in my life. I always wished to get a job far from my home n parents. But now, i have started asking myself that if it was really what i wished for? 

A Lakshmi Pooja where i was sitting alone n reciting aarti from my Laptop (lol i figured out that i never learned it, always used to copy mom on that) and also lighted up some candles.

A broken heart (yeah my girl friend wont’ trust me) & a loner (yeah i miss those bitches Ishan, Manik, Milan & Rahil) is all that I feel myself to be at the end f this all.

Please GOD clear this fog in my head n show me what I truly wish for.

1st Day as an IT Professional

The college has ended and the cruel world has called me to wake up for the professional world ahead. It just seems another big transition in my life.  The heart stops merely on the thought that there will be no more bunks, no more last night studies and no canteen pranks. But as they say “Life goes on”.

 I, like my other friends, was busy in enjoying my last vacations after completing the college when my mobile rang one afternoon and whoopee, I received a call for joining CAPGEMINI. Unlike planned, I had to prepare to move to Mumbai with just 3 days for preparations. So I got my air tickets done as soon as possible and started shopping the very next day. Done with everything, I kept a day reserved for my family and all the closed ones. Final day, 11^th of August, 2011, at Jammu, I bade good bye to Milan Pal Singh (my best buddy, wingman, bro). Some more good friends were there at Airport to see me off.

I was very much excited for my first air travel, but it all ended when I got the news that the flight is delayed by more than 2 hours and that we have to spend rest of the time doing nothing at the airport. Finally after a long wait, we got our boarding and I along with Goldy and Divya were sitting on the plane and reached Mumbai at around 10 in the night. We rented a room in some hotel nearby and had a nice sleep.

And finally the D-day had arrived; we had to reach office in time for our joining. It was a whole new experience seeing everyone in formals going for their work with badges hanging around their neck. We were looking straight into our future. The joining formalities started at around 10:00 in the morning and went up to 7:00 in the evening. We experienced some problems in completing the formalities as, unlike every other university in India, our final semester results were not out yet. At first, they asked us to wait while other new joinees were completing their bank account forms etc. Then, after a long wait, our recruiter came to us and apologized for the delay. She asked us to return back to our home town and come back for joining as and when the results are out. We went furious. We asked her to let us talk with the management and that they can’t do this to us as we had informed about this condition prior to our travel. First she refused but then, after we insisted a lot, she asked us to wait in a common area while she discusses this issue with the management. We started calling HRs who were in contact with us when we were informed about our joining. They assured us that there ain’t gonna be any problem and that we should feel secure. After a while, the recruiter returned to us and said “Abhi tak kitni gaaliya de di Capgemini ko. Lo maan li tumhari baat. But you have to sign a legal agreement that you have to produce results by end of this month and your employment is subjected to you scoring more than 60% in final sem.” We were finally happy and started jumping in joy. The last couple of hours was like we were protesting against Britishers (Although company is French :P). Finally we got our formalities completed and had the joining letter in our hands. We also made some friends on the first day and then returned back to the hotel room and had a good heavy dinner and felt asleep. The 1^st professional day had finally ENDED.

The One Where It All Ends

Manzil ko bhool gaye, itne haseen raaste the.

Manzil pe bichad jaege, yeh bhi hum jaante they,

samjha lenge dil ko, har roz sochte they,

par woh khushnuma, khwaabo ki duniya

kaise bhula doon aakhir....

Jaha hum kitna khush rehte the

woh college ke din..

woh college ki yaadein!

yaad aati hai reh-reh kar har pal

woh college ki baatein!!

Well it didn’t start like this today. I was a bit annoyed due to something and was not in a very friendly mood. There was this last sessional test of our degree scheduled for today and I had entered the classroom with all guns blazing (I mean with all ‘purzis n chits’). I sat on the bench with an intelligent guy hoping that if ‘purzi’ fails then he will bail me out.

But never in my dreams had I thought that the teacher would come and sit right next to me. So, all the chances of using a chit flushed down the gutter. Now, I was left with only chance of using my olfactory lobes (eyes ko doctors yahi bolte hai) to copy from Zumar’s notebook. So, the test was as always a ‘total disaster’. Salla next time se sab sessional pd kr dunga yaar ( :P ).

Meanwhile, the disaster added some more depression in my already annoyed behavior and before I gained my senses back, I was shouting on every friend of mine. What a jerk!!

Jaise taise we came back from the new campus for the last time. On the way back, we also said our final good-byes to the CHAAT-WALE uncle.

Now, you must be thinking ki “abbey kya bore kr rha hai, isme kounsa kuch exciting kiya tune last day pr.”

Absolutely right friends, my last day was not as eventful as the whole college life. The life that included all the ups and downs of my life. A life where I learnt how to distinguish between people. A life where I learnt how to pose a fake behavior. A life which taught me how to cheat. A special mention of the most featured people in this life is essential to be done here:

Milan Pal Singh: Well, you were the best person I found here in my class. The person true to the core of his heart. You never praised me for what I wasn’t and always appreciated for what I was. Thanks for standing by me as my BEST FRIEND.

Sadiya Khan: You were nice and sweet. A person with very little selfishness. Always ready to help others. Thanks for standing by me at all times and be my BEST FRIEND.

Surinder Kumar: Bro, you were great. You helped me with my studies when I totally lost my way during the second half of the degree. Though, you were a little selfish at times but still you were awesome.

Vijayata Sharma: Always smiling, you taught me how to pose up with good smiles for a nice picture :P. On some serious note, you taught me that trust is not an easy thing to give to anyone. Hope you know what I mean here. You were always helpful but you always had one foremost priority in your life which sometimes made us insecure, though you had no fault in that. Still, thanks for always standing by my side and for all those fights that we share.

Rahil Choudhary: Only one word “PAAND”. The best movie partner, best morale booster, best guide, so a total package in one body. You will always be there on top of my “BRO LIST” but just below MP.

Puneet Grover: Our CR. Khaali hawa bari hui hai teri body me. Still remember those 4 give-ups in 4 fights at Chandigarh. You were always friendly, funny and nice to me.

Goverdhan Singh: A genuine genius of our class. I fully respect you for the sense of humor you have got and also shear power of geniuses in-built in you. The unique way that you looked at things, the way you took pictures and edited them will always be remembered and respected in my life.

Rajat Chib: No matter how much you try to ignore this guy, but he still will find a way to make a mark in your life. You can never win an argument with him. “Chaandi jaisa rang hai tera” with feelings will always remain in my memories.

Anil Parihar: Only Shoshe. But talent hai bande me. One thing that is best in him is that he is never fake and will never use diplomatic talks to make you feel good. Tu yaad rhe na rhe but KB toh pakka yaad rahegi. J

Aditya Jain: What can I say about him? A mysterious guy who is always searching about what others are doing. Yaar simple language me kahu toh “CHUGLI” hai ek number ka. But jo b hai bhai hai apna. Aditya Jain from Jain Bazaar….always giving me treats whenever I asked him. Thanks for being my friend.

Harmeet Singh: A genuine person, a man of principles a guy who can never do anything wrong in haste. A sensible guy is the one word to describe him.

Parampreet Singh: Khaali Khaap. Isko thoda sa pump dene ki zarurat hoti thi bas, baaki toh yeh khud hi kr deta tha. Ek propose toh baja nahi is sey puri engineering me bas matador me aiwen hi aahein bharta rha. But jo b hai banda nice hai yaar.

BK GROUP: A group found in final days of our engineering. A group that will always remembered not by its posts but by the number of accounts it got disabled on facebook (me, Pp, gorka, balli, kohli, sandy, harmeet). BK Rocks!!!!

                                                                 

                                          As they say a life ends here to make way for a new one. We all will be having our separate ways now with promises of meeting every year, keeping in touch etc etc. But we all know deep down in our  hearts that rarely such a thing would happen. Life moves on and so do we. Still I hope that we will remember some of the days here in GCET and all those words “PAAND”, “POOND”, “SANNATA”, “DAADO”, “MAASI”, “HELICOPTER”, “BAALU”, “LALLI”, “BUDDA ASSOCIATION”, “LUAASII”, “GABBAR”, “DUDE”, “RUPA” etc and then laugh on these silly things. We were always called “THE WORST BATCH EVER” and we stood by that even on the last day of our college. We tried to exceed the legacy left over by our seniors and alumni and set new standards for our juniors to follow. We did lots of stupid things and some meaningful too. We just tried to make our life here a memorable one. So cheers to COLLEGE LIFE which ends here today.

P.S: If you are not mentioned here, it doesn’t mean that I won’t remember you, it just means that you are so special that I couldn’t find words to describe you (being diplomatic here :P). Anyone offended after reading this is free to feel offended.