Idiots, Maybe... :P - 2

I somehow find the classroom. Its almost empty with a few students scattered over. I decide on an empty bench and look around. The girls sitting in front of me turn around and smile. I smile back. Yes, they are first of my ICT friends.. Let's call them, Pooja, Swati and Preeti. I introduce myself to them. Till then, a professor enters the classroom and announces it to be the first lecture of Physics. And we are introduced to a hell of a Professor. A logical, dynamic lady, no doubt, an idol for many girls out there. And I am thoroughly impressed by what ICT has to offer, once again.

Oh.. For the folks out there wondering what happened to the handsome hunk I earlier mentioned, what is this ?? A movie ?? :P Remember, I am allowed to fool around a little ;) Frankly, ICT life would have been a heaven if we had such hunks in college. No offence to boys out here, there are handsome guys, cute guys, sweet guys, nice guys, but Tom Cruise hot or at-least Ranbir Kapoor cute.. Sorry.. !! Our luck totally sucked in that category. :P But on serious notes, I have met a few of the finest guys in ICT. Well, I will introduce them gradually.. Patience..

So while the lecture is on, I see a familiar face in the crowd, and I am like, Oh my God ! You can't be this cruel !! What the hell is he doing here ?? No no, it isn't my school crush. Long story short, this is the guy who was junior to me in school but now my batch mate as I took a year break before graduation. That's not all, he used to come to my home for tuitions. My mom used to teach him. And again that's not all, he used to call me Didi !! It's weird. The last thing I wanted is one of my batchmates calling me that. But still, it would have been rude to walk away without acknowledging. So, gathering up courage, we talk. I don't remember who walked up to whom, what I do is, he called me Sharayu. ^_^ And there I find another one of keeper friend.

Let's call him Vikas. Well, a good at heart guy but sometimes ( I have to be good here, you know.. Or else there wont b any further blogs. :P ) he tends to get a lil overboard, that's it. I can't talk much about him because he can get hyper about any small thing. He is extremely extremely competitive. Likes to get overloaded with 'supposed' work. Sometimes unreasonable but a good friend. He will help you in whatever way he can, going out of his way. And if you are the girl he likes, there are no boundaries for him to go out of way to help you ;)

But yes, he tends to forget his ways sometimes. (literal roads here. :P ), somewhat absent minded he is. Once a few of these guys were going to Aurora. Aurora here is a theatre near ICT for late-night movies. Just atmost 4-5 min distance from college campus. And after 6 months in ICT as a hostelite, after watching a few movies there, it took around 20+ mins to reach the theatre as Saheb forgot his way. Then, this guy is a really great dancer. To enhance his dancing skills and make them comparable to others', he joined some dance classes at Andheri. The classes cost him around 500 Rs per class. And once while going there, he "by mistake" climbed into a train for Panvel. ( For those who don't know, Panvel & Andheri are on opposite sides). Not to mention the number of times he has forgotten his phone somewhere.. >:O And many more detailed incidents about it coming up.

And then somehow 2-3 days fly off. We all exchange numbers, add whomever possible on Facebook. Then seniors come to our class to announce about Fresher's. And then the next few days I felt like I am just a spectator of all the activities going around me. So much to do, a zeal to make an impression in the new environment. But truly, these people standing in front of me were little different, weird, frightening.. I don't know, you judge for yourselves how the first impression was. One of them had an ear piercing, lot many bracelets or rakhis, trust me, he looked somewhat tapori and had a really loud voice. Another one with a french cut beard, Salman Khan like walk and an air of I-know-it-all-and-I-rule. One was a Mr-I-love- three-quarter-pants guy. One seemed to be an extremely calm guy, I mean extremely calm. These are the people I remember ( I dont think I need to mention, but still, I mean no offence). Many of these people were later linked to my life in most unimaginable ways in these years.

Finally I gear up and start watching out for dates of audition. With-a-spirit-of-come-what-may, I plunged to make Bad the new good. ( That was our Fresher's tagline). Keep watching the space.. ;) :P

Idiots, Maybe.... :P-1

Let me first tell you where we reached after this journey. So right now all of us are in a pretty I-may-hug-you-or/and-I-may-punch-you mood. With realities hitting, hormones testing, emotions running high, dreams nudging, people backstabbing, bitching, parents getting concerned about a whole range of things from marriage to career, loads of disappointments and of course, with a few colleagues doing good in either social, personal or/and professional spheres, things can get a little wavy, you know.. ;)

If I tell you about this exact moment, none of us are sure about what we are going to go after exactly, what is all the preparation for. All we are doing is just gearing up for the best possible or say, feasible options that in some faraway corner of the weaved dream show us money, (come on, we stopped denying it long back..:D ), fame, status, time for catching up, time for our "hobbies", satisfaction, and some more money. The dying academics need a lifeline, the gym keeps on calling and then, there are matters of heart, which form a whole new chapter.

Oh no no, don't get the wrong idea. The picture isn't so gloomy. There are awesome friends who can change your mood in like a snap, supporting parents who are there for us no matter what, interesting seniors & interesting juniors and unique, twisted, easy going, difficult profs with heavy accent. Then there are night outs, parties, long walks for long talks, out-of-the-world philosophical theories and reasoning, our ideas of spending time, dinners, shopping sprees, target-one-and-mock sessions, and much more. The time spent together becomes memorable even if it means all we are doing is waiting for clock to strike 10, just chit chatting in canteen. (Munna canteen here is open till 12 at night.. Kinda hostelites special canteen.. ) It's almost the same everyday. Familiarity is boring, but comforting at the same time. We all know whatever we do, how much ever misunderstandings try to tear us apart, how ever we insult each other, we can fall back on others there. The fact that they are just going to be there for me, no matter what, is now giving me courage to experiment, to try out new roads and most importantly, to dare to deny the usual links to "happy" future because I don't want to spend my life working in a bank or a lab. Let's see how we ended up together.

So, I enter this big institute with fantastic gardens and four pillars at the entrance taking along all my hopes, dreams and looking forward to start over afresh. Nothing from the past travels with me beyond those gates I decided. The campus beyond those gates was one to die for. I fell in love with the ambience of the college right from the day I first entered it, and that day, I once again got swooned by the added charms due to the rains. Everything around me seemed to scream, you are going to love being around here. Though this didn't help any of the confusion and chaos in my mind. Everyone around me seemed to know where they were heading whereas I was just walking around aimlessly with a blank look on my face. ( Okay, about the funky entry with all-stares-on-you part, that looks good in Bollywood. This is the real stuff here we are talking about people.. :P ) No one around me seemed to be a fresher. I actually started wondering if I mistook the date. The notice board then asks me to report to some H 103 classroom for my first lecture. A long walk along the corridor tells me that this part of the building has all A-10 something. I look around to ask someone the directions. A girl, dressed to kill, with an air of confidence walks by and I instinctively avoid asking her for the directions. ( First day in a totally new surroundings, with no known face, can make the confident-est of us demure. So don't make an impression of me yet.. :P And this girl, btw, is my batch-mate and now the dance secretary of the college. :P )

I somehow find the classroom. Its almost empty with a few students scattered over. I decide on an empty bench and look around. And my eyes meet his. He with a perfectly sculpted body and sea green eyes, slightly tanned skin, smiles through his dimples. I smile back and think about shifting next to him. Till then, a professor enters the classroom and announces it to be the first lecture of Physics. As I turn around, I find him sitting next to me. I introduce myself as Sharayu extending a hand. Ohh the grip of his hand on mine,.. I actually feel a shiver run down through my spine. He says, "Hey, I am.....

 To be coninued.. ;) :P !! (Test tomorrow.. >:O :/)

PS - 1. All this is my perception.

        2. I have promised the 'characters' are real, not the incidents.
        3. That doesn't mean they aren't.
        4. The characters and the incidents concerning them may have been interchanged as from real life.
        5. I am allowed to fool around a little.. :D ;)
        6. Thank you for the idea of writing PS's.. :P

Idiots, maybe.... :P - Prologue

{ Note-
I am writing this with an intention of portraying sketches of people I have met during my graduation.. Why am I doing this ? Well, because I thought, maybe it's something which I should note down somewhere.. and on this platform, many of us will hopefully connect to this.. People are the same everywhere and in every time period.. There must have been a chatur in our parent's class .. So is there in ours.. There must have been a Shanaya, there is.. N there will be one.. Some may be living with them now , for some it may revive some old memories, and for some, this may be a motivation to tug along the difficult years of junior college.. P

The characters that I may write about, however impossible they seem, won't be imaginary ;) }

Graduation years are the best ones I hear people say.. Fortunately am living one, and trust me, I don't think there can be a better time. We laugh, cry, get envious, bitchy, we dream, we get devastated.. We are then in the formative and most potentially productive ( in terms of professional space. ;) ), full of energy and zeal. It is then that we learn to handle ourselves, we actually grow up together. Nothing can be more beautiful than this if you have the right company. And the most immediate company one has after family is that of friends. yes, others also do matter, but these sweethearts just deserve a special mention.

A few stories of  "graduation time friendships" have been made eternal by filming them, and yes, each of them takes us to a different world, not mentioning the popularity and the profits. It isn't like each one of us have to take a vacation together to Goa or Shimla, or have trips round the world or have extraordinary talents and modesty to steal a question paper without peeking a glance. None of us 'need' to follow these trails. Everyone of us has an interesting story of our own which comprises of small sacrifices that our friends make, those awesome surprises, the jhig jhigs, the cold wars, the celebrations.. and what not. All we should do is cherish them, especially when we feel low. Nothing can cheer us up more than the bitter sweet memories of past, and how we trailed through them. And that is, even if you are low because of a few ( or all ) of them...  :D :D
So I am gonna write a continuous series of short stories or say incidents from my and few of my friend's life..
So watch out the space for more.. Hopefully ya all like it.. :)