17th August,2012,
2:26am, Roorkee
Well…feeling
beautiful …a peaceful night..alone in my hostel room, and just typing pieces of
verse after verse of poetry and prose.I would begin this with some of my
favourite lines from Sylvia Plath’s Kindness.
“And here you come,with a cup of
tea,
Wreathed in steam,the blood jet
is poetry,
There is no stopping it”
It
is said that you make friends by your choice, or by destiny, or by
circumstances…or it just happens and you don’t realize it.
While
I write this, I just came back an hour ago from one of my friend’s room, where
we were having a chit chat session since 11pm…!!Balu Joseph..or simply called
as Balu ..happened to be the first person whom I met at the IIT campus, well..Incidentally,
I met him in SPA…when we were waiting for our interview in that hot and humid
cubicles called classrooms… I heard some people talking in Malayalam,
So
I grew curious ..one happens to be curious when one hears their native
language, just that in my case, I call myself “Customized” J
Born
and brought up in Ghaziabad, parents from Kerela…actually only geographically,
where our village had tamil immigrants, so our tamil is quite influenced by the
Malayalam vocabulary, so..i can understand Malayalam but cant speak it..(as
Balu says.. “You don’t understand..but only pretend to understand”.
This
year, IIT has been quite partial to keralites ..hehe…a total of 7 keralites..if
you include me…!!
The
first night, I entered IIT hostel, Jawahar bhawan, I couldn’t get the hostel
room keys and had to spend the night in the shabby waiting room, It was Balu
who came to my aid ,and talked to the security guard, and I had to play the
part time job of a translator, because Balu found it difficult to catch up with
the pure hindi which that guard spoke…!!
So…a
variety of languages…variety of people…!!Thank god, man invented English..which
has a universal appeal…!!
Well..well…The
second Mallu “Dibin Rasool” seems to be the “soft target” (as I named him) for
most of our jokes…!!Shy…and if one listens to his hindi…then one cannot believe
that he was a hindi Topper in school… (I hope Dibin..you don’t kill me for that
one)
So..Balu
is the studious one..and Dibin is the soft target.
Enter our Gold
medalist,,,Mr.Nitish Chandra Sharma from Patna…!!Lethargic…!!Lazy…Sleepy…Dumbhead….but
nevertheless…good at heart…!!!
We
nicknamed him “Gold” ….!!
Then
the third Mallu… Mr.Sangeeth Sudarshanan Pillai….!! A Devil in Disguise…Noise
personified….But mind you…he has got brains….!! Added to my agony…always making
fun of me being a half-mallu…!! “The Devil wears red rims” is what he remarked
on me…!!
But
the devil wears a “Michigan Cap” and sometimes a veshti …!! Well..Mr.Pillai??
:P:P
Mr.Debadutta
Parida…!!From Orissa….well..discplined…studious….Our very own Central Library
is like a “Somras” …the immortal nectar for him…he can skip dinner in the
mess,,,but a daily trip to the central
Library is a must in his routine…
Mr.Manjul
Pratap Singh…!! “Manju didi” My smoking partner…!!:)Turning the empty cigarette
packs into ashtrays….!!His day isn’t complete without paying homage to the CBRI
canteen,,,!!And a Classic regular with a tea…!! And quite fond of Sherlock
Holmes series ..glued to his laptop…!!I call him the gadget freak of Jawahar
Bhawan…!!As I don’t get a word when he comes to explaining complicated and fearful
sounding things about laptops and phones and data cards…!!
People
say that the first friends you make at a place…stay with you forever…Perhaps I am
lucky to have found that comfort factor away from my home….!!in my second
home..for two years…!!
I
believe that there is more to come…more 1am trips to canteen,,,,forcing Dibin
and Balu to come with me…!!Or cracking jokes at Nitish every possible minute…!!
J
And
yes… our very own CBRI smoking trips….
For
they are the ones…who are with me…in this home away from home…!!
And
ashtrays of time,…and memories…!!
“And
here you come..with a cup of tea,,,
Wreathed
in Steam,,,the blood jet is poetry..”
You
hand me some friends..some verses…!!”
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