BHAAG BANKAR BHAG

BHAAG BANKAR BHAG… by Prashant SR

EMWT was one of the most challenging subjects in engineering according to me…neither did we (well most of us) understand anything conceptually nor could we solve the problems mathematically … now unlike other subjects emwt was a 2 pronged problem…we not only had the tests to worry about (i.e. copy in) but also had to survive the emwt assignment lectures in which we had to solve problems that were given before hand… now as future engineers we had to find a solution to this problem (at least till the prelims) and like most engineers we copied the idea of our seniors.. we used to take Xerox of the assignment sheet and copy it during the assignment lectures. things were going great until one day we were told that the next assignment will be a test and we wouldn’t be provided questions beforehand. it was no big deal to fail in test actually but the catch was that it was emwt assignment test and god knows if we would be provided questions for the retest too…so I and rao decided that we will split the portion among ourselves and then help each other during the test.. Naturally like always on the test day neither I nor rao had studied any thing. So we decided that we will bunk electronics lecture and at least try and memorize some formulas so that we have something to write other than our names and roll nos on the answer sheet. As always bankar too joined in with us and decided to bunk the lecture.

So after break there were 2 elex lectures we decided to bunk and study for the test.. After having a real heavy lunch at ramdev we made our way towards the library…just when we were going to enter we decided against getting inside coz we wouldn’t be allowed to have healthy discussions on the subject (actually off the subject ) inside and so sat on the steps just outside the library. I don’t really remember what happened for the rest of the first lecture..all I remember is we didn’t studying a word in emwt..we lost one of the two lectures just talking.. As soon as the second lecture started we saw Mr. Sainkar going down stairs from where we were sitting…he didn’t notice us..we thought that we were really lucky to have escaped his eyes this time and decided that it wasn’t the best place to sit and “study” and that we should move out from here before he returns back..i don’t know whether it was the hot weather or the heavy lunch we didn’t move from there. And then it happened.

I saw Mr. Sainkar coming upstairs right where we were sitting. Seeing him immediately I picked my bag and ran up. Bankar didn’t know what had happened but he followed me and picked up his bag and began to run up..i guess with a delay of about 3 seconds as compared to me(huh sorry for getting a lil technical here!!) ..but poor guy he hardly had climbed a few steps that Mr. Sainkar caught him running…it was amazingly funny…just imagine two 20 year old guys running on seeing their lecturer.!! I was very happy that at least I had had escaped ..but that happiness was short lived as the first question that he asked bankar was “where is the other one??”…naturally u don’t require hawk eyes to realize that a big guy like me had just ran away from the scene.. so I came down…he in his typical style started nodding his head….”go.. go and meet reddy sir” he yelled… I quietly nodded my head but bankar wouldn’t give up without a fight..”sir please!!” he pleaded…. “no…!!” was the response…while all this was happening suddenly I remembered that we were three of us.. …where is rao?? I thought … I looked back and saw rao studying Wali like I had never seem him study before…he wasn’t blinking his eyelids…my god is he dead or something or has he gone into some kind of coma… I am not exaggerating here….its rao remember we are talking about…anything is possible when rao gets tensed…finally when sir left we went to rao ..rao was still studying..we went and sat next to him and he burst out laughing…he was so proud of himself…he said that he had managed to escape due to his sheer quick thinking and presence of mind…this guy had nicely hid his face behind the book when we two fools were running away…

Suddenly I realized I had a test to give the next lecture …all this had certainly made one thing clear ..now that I have been caught running I couldn’t afford to be caught again copying ….so I didn’t copy in that emwt test…and of course I didn’t do that …in fact I think I only wrote my name and roll number in that test…

Our HOD had gone for some industrial visit so we were spared. Rao saala passed the test too ...probably due the feel good factor...he was so proud of himself..he felt that he had escaped unhurt due his presence of mind...nah I tell you the real reason...it was just that he was too scared to move and run and had kind of frozen when he saw us being caught...rao naturally disagrees..

till date I wonder why the hell did I run that day !!...ahhhhh wtf shit happens!!

Contributed by Prashant SR

My first friend in Hell!

The people who think they have seen hell might be exaggerating if they have not studied in AGNELS!

Its the perfect man made hell with top quality Hell Masters(i wont be spilling any names here since i have yet to receive my convocation certificate).The only reason why i was able to come out alive was due to my hellmates like prashant B,prashant S.R,varun,rana and of course VP!(and all my friends with whom i used to sit for retests)

I have loads of stories and exciting memories with all these people both good and bad.I can in fact publish a book on life in agnels with these many stories!!

so lemme tell u my first day in agnels, i can never forget that day. I was so excited that i had made it to the best college(despite my friends warnings that i wont survive a day) but i was a little nervous too, since none of my friends were in agnels and i only knew 2 or 3 people and that to i always regarded them as geeks and I had hardly interacted with them.

so there i was sitting with a guy whom i hardly knew and who had a very funny accent.I guess like me even he didn't knew anyone in the class so i thought of striking a conversation. The only topic i could think of was computer games,i started talking about age of empires and age of mythology and to my surprise that guy did like strategy games which is quite astonishing since out of 10 only 2 people like strategy games. This went on for sometime and at the end of the day i realized that this guy was my carbon copy. There wasn't a single thing that was not common between us, all our likes dislikes were exactly the same.I do have a lot of friends but none of them have so much in common with me as he does!(the only thing which wasnt common between us was "amavas ki raat" it was the name of a girl coined by someone and he was hopless in love with her and to this very day i dont know wat he saw in her and i am not talkin about looks here).

The lectures were too boring and the only lect which i rem was of mechanics taught by swami sir. The first and the last good prof in agnels. he was the only guy who could even make mechanics fun! he had a very philosophical way of dealing mechanics sums which sadly never rubbed off on me.all in all it wasnt that bad as i had thought(The first day was the screensaver i guess,the real raw deal only unraveled after that day!)

And that is how my first day in agnels came to an end by making a friend with a funny accent.i guess the reason why i sat with him that day was coz of his accent which was similar to amol palekar(now a days he doesnt talk like that and he should thank me for that) and ya one more funny thing was that we exchanged names at the end of the day when we were heading to the bus depot. I was like "hey i forget to catch ur name, by the way i am ABHISHEK PADUKONE" and he replied in a bond like style "I am BANKAR , PRASHANT BANKAR !"

The PB n I(Part I)

I don't remember the exact date/time/year I became PB's friend.Its not weird actually nor do I suffer from Anterograde amnesia(yet :P)...it's simply because it been a hell of a time since that's happened.

We are school mates...he joined IES Madhyamik INglees Medium Skool,5 yrs after they had already tortured the hell outta me.I have pictorial evidence of him as a rather under-weight,scary looking, gnomish kid sitting at the teacher's feet in our annual class pic...

But some how we got together...and maan those were the days whose memories i still cherish.
I can probably list the things we did...but than you guys wont either understand the funny part of it OR worse make fun of it...but what the heck i'll list them just as well.

For starters I remember this game we played...called Book Cricket.
Well you would say wats so great abt that?
Much before Lalit Modi and his dream league captured the attention of this world..we had our own lil' league of extra-ordinary cricketers...
Check out the teams...Freedom Fighters XI vs Cartoon XI vs Indo-Pak XI vs Bollywood Stars XI
Just imagine the possibilites..i remeber vivdly Jawaharlal Nehru trashing Road Runner for some 150 book runs...and all this in the class where a dangerous More/Surekha would be lurking around to whack you for any mischeif...

And all you Batman-Superman-Hanuman fans..check this out...we even created a super hero of our own.Yeah dats right...he was the all powerful...evil banishing...elusive "Ame-abba"
A microscopic yet kick in the ass guy...he was PB's awesomest idea so far(tied in first place obviously wid Chikkal Bhel--a PB n Meha Fad creation).
Ame-abba was a ameoba with attitude.He got radio activated by mistake and from then on decided he needed to clean the world of all evility by his own messy,slimy tentacles!!
We had the idea developed in our brains .. dat our abba guy wuld kick some serious butt but than sadly those attorneys got to us and filed lawsuits about copyrights and stuff.

We took on some formidable guys in school...(academically ofcourse)..we were the underdogs always...but it was fun to fight.The teachers(who hardly ever taught) were bloody baised..which worked out aganist PB every time...unless you were a respected name (like Ravan,Tall Guy,Fatso,Shrill-Voice Weirdo,Meha Pad etc etc)they never treated you well...but PB overcame all that..i remember him scoring 40/40 in a Sci paper and the Fatki gawking like some miracle had just been perfomed....

Yeh Delhi hai mere yaar!! Thank god i came alive;) Part 4

Next, lets move on to our nights in Delhi...nights were as gud as sleeping on streets during riots...u would never know wat hit u or wud u get up alive next morning...Abhishek padukone was the star of the riots with almost everyone from the opposite room ready to beat him into pulp....I vividly remember that night dogs were howling outside and suddenly bang thud dhup dhadak...the lights went on and to everyones shock nilesh patil was on the ground and padukone had a rod in his hand... it was clear the opposite gang was defeated by our super hero single handedly....

i didnt bother to offer a helping hand to our man coz i wished to return home in one piece..rathor was too ill to help padukone...sharma might have kicked a few asses but its gud that he didnt intervene...for most of us wud have been in jail or hospital or crematorium if he wud have stepped in...Rao was dono in which land...we actually had to put a finger near his nose in the morning to check if hes alive...that guy slept like log (logs shud learn a few tricks from him)...Kashi was invisible i still dono where the hell he was all the iv..the only tym i saw him was wearing mansi's sunglasses (female sunglasses!!) and roaming around dancing like mad man...

Ahh coming bac to our super hero..the whole padukone bashing ceremony continued for 2-3 days but in vain the villians cudnt even touch the man...it was total chaos at night wid ppl playing bluff as if their lives depended on it...or few ppl drinking the whole night away...it was really very hard to tell if my neighbor wud be found alive the next morning....Fortunately or unfortunately no one was jailed or hospialised...although it wud have been a dhamakedar iv if something of that sort happened ;).......

Yeh Delhi hai mere yaar!! Thank god i came alive;) Part 3

FOR SALE- by Prashant Singh Rathor

True that the IV was far from being perfect but there were a few moments that really made it memorable for me. I would like to share an incident that happened in the IV that brings a smile on my face every time I think of it. This was I guess the 2nd day of the IV. The hot and dry Delhi weather had got better of me and I wasn’t feeling very well. Suddenly at night around 11 things got worse and I decided to go to AIIMS to take some medicines. Funny as it may sound I couldn’t find anyone except bankar who could accompany me to the hospital. Most were asleep by then and those who weren’t were too drunk to be taken. Just when I was about to leave the ashram (it was an ashram right!!) I saw Chavli running towards me enquiring where I was going. I told him that I wasn’t feeling very well and I am going to hospital. he immediately told me that he too is coming with us as It was too late and 3 people were better than 2..it didn’t come as a surprise to me as I had known chavli for almost 5 years then and I knew that he is definitely a guy you can count on when in need..then began the joy ride. We couldn’t find an auto rickshaw and so we had to walk quiet a distance. On the way we met eunuchs, hookers, drunkards and a mentally challenged guy. Boy o boy it was too good. I wasn’t feeling very well but I really enjoyed that walk. The situation wasn’t the best as in we were 3 guys….one terribly sick, other terribly concerned and the last terribly scared…the facial expressions and comments of both these guys with me were amazingly funny. Finally we got a rick and we agreed for a 2 way ride…fixed the price and reached AIIMS.on reaching AIIIMS the rickshaw guy demanded 1 of us to stay back as we had agreed for a 2 way thing. Both bankar and chavli weren’t carring any cash..we decided that chavli would stay back with the rickshaw guy till we come back. The look on chavlis face was to die for. Every time I think of it , it brings a smile to my face…chavli didn’t say anything…but his eyes asked a thousand questions…”KAMEENO MERKO GIRVI RAK KAR JAA RAHE HO..SAALO VAPAS AAOGENA ”..Naturally we came back after buying the medicines but there are times I wonder what would have happened if we didn’t …

Contributed by Prashant Singh Rathor

Yeh Delhi hai mere yaar!! Thank god i came alive;) Part 2

First day: Oh btw did i tell u the train stopped on some 100 stations before reaching Delhi...anyways thats not the point at the moment, it was about 9 am and it halted at some station maybe in Gujarat...some 40 mins passed yet the train did not move...a lil commotion outside and we stepped in the passage to see wat was the matter...and to our horror a guy with a rod was hitting another guy...And as u all know how brave i am i stepped forward.................in the opposite direction to run away as far as i could....rathor n sharma didnt move an inch...so i came back and stood behind them...finally it got sorted and so did the problem with the train and we were again on track...

It was april and heat just kept on getting unbearable...dono how harish managed to sleep in that frying heat....evenings got a lil better and night was again disturbing wih ppl pestering every 15 mins....finally we arrived in Delhi in the morning....The bus waiting for us was a splendid AC bus which did increase our hopes of a better accomodation....

But the happiness was shortlived..the place we stayed was above a temple...it was a big hall meant for baraatis of shaadi (oh yeah after the whole IV i shud thank the organisers for not making us sleep on the station or perhaps the footpath!)...For an instant we thought Rathor would kill dani out of frustration (fortunately or unfortunately i intervened and the murder was stopped)....

The loos were by far the best part of the IV....For all the engineering skills had to be applied just to enter it...u had to enter the loo at only a specified angle and then n only then wud the door close (blimey this isnt an exaggeration, we can ask anyone from the class and the answer wud be unanimous (if someones experience differs from what is mentioned it may be purely because they did it in some company or they were brave enuf to stop the thing for days ;))....i still remember sundaresh's comment " So where are we shitting today, man!"...He was referring to which company we are supposed to go #@$@$

Yeh Delhi hai mere yaar!! Thank god i came alive;) Part 1

Dono why, dono how, maybe the beautiful blog by Abhishek made me think why not me. Yes without thinking much i kept my brain aside and started writing this stupid blog (As the name of my blog suggests;) it is bogus blog. And what a great night to write about one of the most hopeless journeys of my life. I wish the whole Delhi Industrial visit was Bogus (read fake or unreal).

So here we go, I bought loads of stuff for this IV and had super expectations as well. I bought a new bag which was almost as tall as me, new chaddi banyans (oh yeah everyone did, i m just admitting it), loads of biscuits, a box full of medicines and my brain (i wish i could have kept it bak home). Never mind, it started beutifully with Rathor's dad arranging a sumo for us to reach the station (Bandra i guess, please pardon my short term memory!). We were all worked up and ready to go when the train arrived.

I stepped into the boggie and aoooooo mmmmmmmmy ggggggggod! the stench in the passage almost killed me. Somehow, with handkerchief on my face (i wish i had my regular nasal blockages that day), stepped down. Leaving all negative thoughts, sat with the best of my friends on a six seater. We gave all the gaalis in the world to the train chatted for a while n went to sleep. But the people of my class had some different plans of their own. From someone tickling my feet every now and then to applying something on someone's face, bastards (pardon me for my language, i hadnt slept the whole day and this is wat i get) did everything. I almost thought of throwing someone out or jumping out of the train. But with both the options looking a little illegal not to mention technically impossible, i tried to sleep. But hey it was morning already!! the first day of the IV had started........