MY COLLEGE LIFE(2nd yr)

SOPHOMORE-2nd Yr

What does a sophomore wants to do first? To rag his jnrs to the fullest. Its kinda tuf amidst strict disciplinary rules but chaltha hein. Look at the pic when we made our jnrs dance. Suddenly ur voice commands, ur actions demands and even ur walk changes. A touch of superiority and the evil happiness of taking revenge on ur jnrs for u being ragged 1 yr ago.

Here I enter my Royal Civil engg dep(donno y it is said to b Royal. No one is loyal to it),the first and oldest established way back in 1847 where I gonna study for 3 yrs and supposedly bcome a able Civil engg.(Took a s/w job btw). With a small batch of 36(with only 1 gal) it was easy to associate with all. The first and last dep trip we had was to Chila HEP(all cursed dep for the crap food for 80 bucks)

Thanx to the hostel shuffling scheme I got kicked to Jawahar Bhawan(for rest 3 yrs), a hostel opposite to gals hostel Sarojini Bhawan.(does no good, ur frustration still builds up). Since frens were also thrown to other hostels I got chance to spend more time with my snrs. In the pic shown from left sumo,me,bk,sami,kunal,dada,vambi,kk,gattu(intruder).

With single rooms given my real life to identify myself as an individual started here. More of introspective phase to me and I owe this to IIT and my frens. It may seem crap to many but to them I can say it’s a part of Personality Development.
Yet again we explored the nature’s beauty in Mussorie and Dunhoulti in 4^th sem. I lost my purse, ATM, I-card there but cudnt stop myself from being overjoyed with so much natural beauty around in the freezing month of February.(look at my face here)

A note to add abt my wingies of G-61. Aditya(lived a unconventional life like BradPitt in Fight Club,the guru of all faggers and boozers),Kashyap(we call him bhai for his obvious maturity),Kuruva(a weird Eric Cartman personified).Had fun with these brats for the whole yr.In the pic shown from left Adi,me,kuruva(pic taken in 4th yr).

The 2nd yr ended in a flash and all were halfway through their memorable journey of 4 yrs.

MY COLLEGE LIFE(1st yr)

Like countless others I too had a dream of pursuing my Engineering in IIT. From an expected 3 digit to an added 4 digit rank in IIT-JEE I had to land in CIVIL Engg in IIT Roorkee. The journey from my hometown Hyderabad to a distant place Roorkee in Uttaranchal (often mistook as Rourkela in Orissa) via Delhi is a long (1800 kms) and tiring one (30 hrs) only when u r alone (Later I felt as if it’s very nearby). My friends during their 1st visit anticipated beautiful snowcapped hills, valleys when coming from Delhi to Roorkee but to their disappointment, found nothing except green fields and lots of Punjabi dhabas. But this place is surrounded by beautiful places like Haridwar, Rishikesh, Dehradun, Mussorie and the holy Ganges. As soon as u land at the bus-stop u find urself at IIT gates. (U can take a rickshaw from railway stn too which is 3 kms away).Welcome IIT Roorkee!!

FRESHIE-1st Yr.
I take the pride as First batch of IITians from IIT R but that had its pros and cons. With eyes full of dreams and lots of expectations junta is charged to fullest for a bright future but who wud imagine how many hurdles one need to cross b4 u get actually get in there.There’s a biggest hurdle to cross first..Ragging!! Although officially banned in all IIT’s how cud one escape from the clutches of seniors.(Its fun most of the times when done in limits) The mighty seniors and the cowardly juniors playing hide and seek in the campus. In the scorching summer we were forced to wear plane full formal shirts, formal trousers, no watch and black leather shoes. Seniors wait for their prey everywhere in Libraries, Departments, Cyber cafe, Banks, Canteen, Hostels and outside the campus (the only market Civil Lines-CL). With all the abusive MC’s and BC’s around I became familiar with the aura of Roorkee. For 1 month was locked up in Bhawans and waited for my turn to become senior and rag my jnrs.


For a fatcha its tuf to adapt to a sudden change and many r not even used to stay away from parents but this is how u will know to live a life. I shared the room with my Hyd fren sami and so it was fun from beginning .When u r in new place its common that first u wud like to associate first with the guys hailing from ur place. Then I made frens with all Hyd guys (called Haddus here and Gults in other IITs) and then with lots of other non hyd guys too.In the pic is shown my room G-16 of Rajendra Bhawan, the most Baqar(gossips) place. Anyone going out for work wud pass that room and then wud forget y the heck he was out .From left the names r – Murali, Naveen, Bharath, Harish, Sami, Rigvi, RT, Sreeram, Vijay, Naresh. .


The image of IIT also gives u the picture of some Godly profs but scenario is quite opp. U sneak out of the classroom from backdoors, say false attendance for ur fren called proxies, target the most ghissu(bookworm) in the class during chalk-fights. My batch B was dubiously known as Boys batch without even a single gal in it. Well cant help it. There were only 13 gals for 330 boys and the whole campus m/f ratio was 1:45..A perfect stage of elite IITians to bcome frustus!!



How can I forget the most painful & joyful days in NCC. Yeah it was compulsory for us & later our jnrs were also given option for NSS.(gals didn’t accompany us even in NCC).Imagine a JEE stud who knows nothing but the weight of books he mugged to carry real guns(of course unloaded). With tedious drills for 2 hrs which we never did properly we just had to stick on for the refreshments given at the end..a samosa and a laddu..The Guard of Honour(often distorted as smth else) on Aug 15th and Jan 26th is a eye-candy drill to the guest . The end of NCC on jan 26th -03 was the memorable day.



The food in the mess is usually called grub. With only aalus, rotis, rajma it was difficult to eat a totally contrasting food of home. I got used to it later with some special items like paneer, butter nans, raita, paranthas. The struggle for existence at first bcame a habit later(Reminds of Tom Hanks in Cast Away)


Due to lack of computers in 1st yr the best means to while away time was cricket. We used to play even in the 3 hr gap b/w two successive xams. Best way to screw ur acads. Ah..who cares..The late night study habit b4 getting into IIT was quite useful for baqar sessions for whole nights. This is how insomniacs r born here and as a consequence bunk the morning classes. When the day ends for world, day starts here.
















The most memorable thing of 1st yr is the 12km rafting experience from shivpuri to marinedrive (rishikesh) during the clg cultural festival Thomso time in feb. The icy water of Ganga (4 degrees) and the rapids which we faced on rafts were a out of world experience. No one was a swimmer and all had the fear of drowning in water though equipped with all safety measurements and a rescue team.

Dude’s set to rafting The rafters


This is how u feel in icy Ganga









Kal Ho na Ho..life hanging on Ramjhoola








A tiger came 4m cave & took my fren.. :)









Row baby, row..return to rishikesh. Wish it wudn’t end..but it did








Days just passed by and we were at the end of 1st yr. With many diverse faces from different places, different mentalities, attitudes its only fun and a platform to grow as a individual and live a independent life in the near future. After slogging like dogs for 2 yrs b4 getting into IIT one can only imagine the metamorphic fun he has in his 1st yr.. Many are susceptible to screw their acads. Many do continue their dog slog too. Its only natural. Isn’t it? But if ur marks r for records on papers, these memories r written on ur heart.

The studies and xams r such a pain that guys want to leave the place asap. Eventually 2nd sem ended and guys went for summer vacations to home. Guess what? All got bored within days they went home and were despo to come back to coll. The only way to love smth is to realize it may b lost..We realized what we r gonna miss after 4 yrs..

Insti Life

A life which is to end
only when i am no more
A life which transformed me
In a fighter to the core.

A season of love and friendship
For eternity which will last
In my future to follow
I will long to relive this past.

Memories of this part of journey
I'll carry all life long.
Memories of those precious moments
Which made my life a beautiful song.

My eyes go teary,
Emotions fill my heart
As my days left here are few,
Now its time to bid adieu.

PS:I don't know the author of this poem. Saw it in some IIT M video but liked it very much. This aptly expresses the journey of a IITian when it comes to an end. Kudos to the author.

Naresh-Neo

Naresh..this name gives the flash of a softhearted,shy,studious & a emotionalguy to all his best buddies..but "Whats in a name?"..U will now hardly find any trace of these traits bcoz he choose to be NEO..his alter-ego..The existence of Naresh cant be fathomed now who lives in his Inner World!!

Then came NEO a practical man who makes his own rules,who knows not to worry,who smiles and make others smile,who claims to be THE ONE, who knows that the world is filthy and not worthy to be NARESH.Listen to this iconoclast who deals with the outerworld..
"Hi.It's me.I know you're out there. I can feel you now. I know you're real proud of this world you've built, the way it works, all the nice little rules and such, but I've got some bad news.I've decided to make a few changes.You wont have to search for me anymore.I'm done running.Done hiding.Whether I'm done fighting,I suppose is upto you." (courtesy-THE MATRIX)

Everything i do has a reason and not everyone can reason it.I believe that the greatest accomplishment in life is to realise completely who u r and i'm done with that.Its the birth of a rebel in me who takes the challenges and gets tougher & tougher from the embers of pain by taking the road less travelled..

I believe that its not my college degree or my pedigree that is important to me,its what I do with my life and I am doing the right thing.yes,I am always right.

No one here is a competitor..
There's no winner or defeater.
I am alike with none
I am NEO, NEO "THE ONE"

PS: I dont have a split-personality..I choose to..