WHEN IT ALL STARTED…

It’s about 4 years from now, when I didn’t even know what Engineering was all about (actually v don’t even know till now). When asked from our teachers they used to say its base of everything.. But actually its money that’s base for everything.. There were many who said u would know about Engg, When u will join a college.. Yes it’s the college that has taught us many things.. So I decided to give a tribute to my college.. THAPAR UNIVERSITY...
Its not easy to enter into a premier institute.. Not for guys like me, Who believe in time to time finish of work.. There were counseling, just to analyze our ranks.. Scoring a rank in 9 thousands will fetch a back seat in just one or two good colleges.. So I got one in NIT JALANDHAR.. That’s when my life of engineer begun.. I stayed longer enough to make few good friends and had a life time RAGGING experience.. When I ragged one of my class mate, who was sitting besides me in a lecture earlier in the day.. That when I come to know why seniors want to rag the freshers.. A month stay in the college was quite a bit of experience but soon my luck shone and TU called out for third counseling which sealed my seat in INSTRUMENTATION AND CONTROL (v love to call ICE)..
But No one like Intruders in the house so was case with us.. But this time around v (third counseling students) were intruders.. We were called or known as C batch students (C was actually our group name). It all happen when it starts.. Slowly and steadily there were many new friends.. As always first year goes, I mean attend every lecture, do work on time, there should no trespassing around college, etc, etc.. But Rules are meant to be broken, I don’t know who the god’s angle who told me that was but I remember every bit of it... luckily I got friends who also believe so..
We used to go every day to CAFÉ (so called restricted area for first semis), had visited front of girls hostel (boys cant go beyond that) more than twice in first week, I used to enter on an average 15-20 minutes late to my first lecture (I have a problem of getting late).. I believe in ‘its better to be late then never’.. also to add, calling out proxies aloud, using cell phones in classes.. Did every single thing that was prohibited.. Time seamed to be running when there were mid terms.. Half prepared, half forgotten we sat in our exams.. But after exams got over we were flying in sky.. Enjoying rain dance (in hostel lawns).. those days were best start I ever thought to get for being prepared to get into so called PROFESSIONAL life..
To be continued…

Life in Metro...

It all started on 21st jan when I landed up in delhi, I better call it South delhi.. as we were guest of Reliance were brought here to get drilled.. but who know what will happen on first day of our training.. I got first shock.. we all will b staying together, I mean all 8 of us(including a girl) in same house n in 3 very adjacent rooms.. many still don’t believe me, that this is true.. but they even don’t know, that till now we cant even believe, that this is happening.. she is a good girl.. but a girl staying with 7 boys is not easy for both boys or girl..
By then life in metro has began.. we were just too far slow.. so we had to pay for it.. two of my friends phone were stolen within a week of our stay.. by the time we get it there was one more attempt but this time our future HR manager(he hope to become) was quite lucky.. Someone rightly said one has to move on.. we did d same.. being in capital and u will not go for site scene is something unbelievable.. how can we be behind, and one by one we have visited every day a new place after our office.. and in 2-3 weeks we were knowing more than half of delhi.. Starts are always good but continuing it is always difficult.. Slowly-slowly we become lazy, and from regular visitor of a Mall or C.P. (CONNOUGHT PLACE) we prefer a good sleep.. but life still moves at very high pace..
Soon we were shocked to see many things happening around us, which we thought can just happen only in movies or dreams.. we cant trust our eye this is happening in front of us.. but we knew these things happens.. I cant blame them for selection of there place.. Where will they go tell me?? they wanna enjoy there life, so let it be..
With in a month or two we were even able to suggest inhabitants of Delhi where to go for shopping or a ride.. we were being called as DEHLI HEIGHTS among our friends.. but we were still d same guys of college who are just half into a professional life.. I don’t know what are actual motive of this training but we can say we have learn who to adapt to changes and as college has been teaching us utilize our resources to full..Life in METRO is different.. one has to except changes.. u may find bulk of them speaking in English even if asking for to pass a ball during match or sharing a simple chatting with his/her friend.. or u might come across someone K**SING in corner.. or a Ferrari parked near ur bike.. or someone flying out of BLUELINE BUS.. or endless traffic on roads.. or someone showing u a path even though the building u wanna go is just behind him.. or even wrong number working for u.. this all happen in only METRO..

my first blog..

long back I thought of writing a blog.. but I never know I will be able to post a single one or not.. today is my one of lucky day to have a post..
I don’t know what make me write this one.. my friends regular pampering or one of my will to write, but tonight I have made a mind to write.. i don’t know where will it end but surly know will move closely to my life.. Idea of blog’in started when I read my friend’s gf’s blog, it not only motivated me but also made me think if she can write why cant i??
I started thinking what to write, then I feel if I have to think n write, then how can this b my dairy?? I will start from a incident or accident that happened in my life few months back.. this all started with my training in delhi with Reliance.. before this I never ever thought this will happen in my life..
There was a party at our guest house (where v r staying), n few of my college mates were there, of which one of them was being called again n again by a girl n he finally revealed this to us.. when it comes to a girl it always becomes interesting as none of us had a gf (by then) n this information might help somewhere in future..
He passed her no. to us saying u can talk without telling her his name.. then v invented a new character RAHUL SHARMA.. this SHARMAJI started talking to her more frequently(earlier there were nearly 5 of us calling her n telling same name) but then finally she started to recognize our voice.. but by then she was ready to meet this SHARMAJI.. that was when it all started.. 6-7 hrs regular phone calls, sleepless nights, thanks to Reliance energy/ BSES that I never had to pay those call’s bills.. I cant tell what v talked but I think v haven’t left any thing.. I was looking to stop this nonsense n I suddenly stop talking to her, she called/message but I didn’t reply any.. somehow my friends come to know about it.. as a good friends will do, they fueled our talks.. now calls were converting into meetings, this becoming more hectic.. I have no time for my friends, nor I could have proper rest.. I tried ask her not to call 24*7 but see didn’t stop.. so I decided to end it somehow.. I did many thing that she wont like n stop talking with me, I even told her I have a gf n i m going out with her but she didn’t stop calling.. so finally I decided to go to extreme I asked my friend to call her n tell I m leaving India n my mobile’s wid my father.. I think this might work.. but a week has passed n this one was best in last few months.. I know I would have hurt her but that would b much less then saying I wont talk to u forever..now I feel its good to b alone without a girlfriend, if u have friends to live with.. thanks my friends for being with me always.. but I wont say that u should never have a gf/bf but don’t lose ur friends.