wher.am.i.?.how.did.i.get.here.?

This, my freinds(read whoever might be reading this) is no mean task.. On one hand there are poor souls like ourselves who are burdened with all the seemingly unneccessary and criminally challenging work/homework/other work/ work ups/ and blah! I used to crave for these moments that i am currently enjoying, or supposed to be enjoying.. but i guess the grapes weren't that sweet.. even if i managed to get there!!

here i am, after finishing with the 4 years of college life.. and all i'm doing at the moment is growing my hair and sitting on my hindquarters. And while i was in college, all we used to think was, when do i get outta here and get to sit on my a-- and do nothing... well, nostalgia doesn't exactly rock.. but hey that was my 4 years of glory.. but what of that... all i was doing all day was to ruminate on them years.. and i also want to start writing in this bloggy of mine.. ha..

All my desires of getting out of kerala were dashed the moment i got the results of my engg. entrance.. it dawned on me that i'd either have to do it all over again, or stay in this same place which i'd been in for 17 years.. and so i did..
Got admitted in gec barton hill... a surprisingly small college, considering it was a full fledged govt. college..(we were told later it was in hte process of growing and we'd be only the third batch to be passing out) My buddy from school, chak was also there with me in my new class.. (chak and i go back till our days in the primary.. ) thanks to his pushing and putting words in my small mouth, i was 'unanimously' elected class representative on my first day in college.. little did i know what i was letting myself in for.. not that i had a lot to choose from , i happened to be the only one candidate.. but then.. heh.. we loyolites do not shirk.. !! cheer loyola sonz!!
Started the college life brimming with energy.. seniors put up some kind of a drama indicating what a dreadful place this was for the freshers.. but it turned out pretty well .. excluding a few nutters we had some real swell seniors..

well, we weren't 'rayal' mechs for nothing.. and we soon made our presence felt in college.. out to make a statement.. the most outrageous batch of 58 guys and 1 girl was here to get noticed.. outrageous? u may ask.. well, we began by clearing up a bit of a jungle place by bringing gardening tools from our respective homes and hacking and cutting at a lot of bushes shrubs and 'treelings'.. (un poetic licence.. if i may) and there we were.. we announced ourselves with a swish of huge scissors and blades... and beautifying a corner of the ol' colege.. (it didn't last.. they dug it up againand made the bus shed there.. but thats another story)

enter chemistry.. (engineering chemistry, do not misunderstand) my memory fails me as to what the teacher's name was.. but man, her voice sounded like a pin dropping.. and would make disgruntled noises sometimes.. ladies and gentle men.. the most uninteresting class of the lot.. something had to give..

it happened finally... a disagreement over some kind of assignment snowballed into collective BAWL from the 58 brats and the one sweet gal.. and it was heard all over the college.. maek.. when i say all over the college, i mean all over the college.. i feel sad now.. we'd woken up the seniors who were catching a few winks in a strength of materials class.. if any of u seniors is reading this.. please accept my profoundest apologies!!

Mr. Rajat (BME lecturer) was munching thoughtfully on his home cooked lunch as i entered his staffroom.. "what the hell do you think your class was doing?" demanded he.. I was bewildered, wondering what he was having for lunch that made him erupt so.. i soon came to realize he was referring to our collective bawl.. " we had disgusted the principal and embarassed the dept of mech. engg.. in those few seconds.. and i was th class rep.." very nice..

a little chat with the mates later soon brought us to the conclusion that this was no big deal.. we are NOT the good boys of the college who go about gardening.. we had arrived.. again.. we got into the groove.. massbunks, classroom cricket/rugby, more massbunks, bikeouts, strikes.. girls, firecrackers, more bikes, strikes, another strike.. and so on and so forth.. boy.. we all had arrived..

then trouble crept.. class was begining to split in half over someones' matters of the heart.. whats more, i got into a bit of a misunderstanding wit the IT HOD over a monetary matter.. that got ugly.. .. talked about it at length with my best buddies about it,.. chak, madhu, vishnu.. etc.. something had to happen.. and it did
chak got a transfer to tkm college of engg.. kollam.. 80 ks away from this troubled land.. i'd applied too and was waiting with crossed hands legs and fingers.. two weeks later, i got my call.. chak and i were together again! whats more, i was going to taste my first dose of hostel life..

vish took over the mantle of the class rep thing.. man i'd really miss some of the guys out there
.. madhu and vish, who'd stay up in their respective homes till god knows whn to clear my darn doubts on the eve of the exams.. wdn't have passed em if these people weren't around.. :Dtime to move on.. i hung around in BH for a few days.. trying to ge the transfer cert. done as fast as possible.. its a govt. office for gawd sakes.. patience is of the essence.. and it was done.. i moved to the sleepy town of quilon..

That was my stint with gec bh.. some great experiences.. some great friends, some not so great experiences.. and later realised i'd broken a heart when i left.. but one had to move on..
thus.. kau goes to kollam...