College life is something someone cud treasure for a life time..somebody told me this wen I am in school…well…..I had heard d same sentence with school life instead of college life….anyways no issues….u have all rights to change the words until and unless it’s not any royalty issue……
Yes…coming back….college life was really action-packed….we have done lots of program there….thanks to VAASTAV-IT Association of our College…..
Basically there are two kinds of engineering applicants who joins the IT branch….first and foremost being those who hanker after the subject and who poise they could glue an impression in the IT industry..and they really do…last but not d least …d majority group… they opt IT branch wen they not be up to snuff to get the most wanted Electronics and Communication or some other branches in their bag…My class’s a mixture of both….we really made some accomplishments in our college which is still invincible by any….
The first year was cool with the inane annotations given by our beloved seniors. As all seniors of every college do, they also teased us at d same time encouraged us, gave us whole hearted partnership in all our mischief’s…..well we all enjoyed those sessions….It was during d first semester d most awaited Science Day came…..it was only for Science Day first year’s were allowed to perform on stage during our time…..as soon as d notice came, we girls gathered together…..somebody might be wondering why no boys……arre yaar …..Dis is d first sem of college….u know……. boys are out of question…..We discussed and finalized to perform group song…we want to let the world know d fact that we are amazing singers….for my case… I have gone for classical singing class for 2 months when I was in 3’rd standard and participated in some charity shows…well that’s more than enough for participating in group song…someone was telling deep from inside…even now wen I sing, I enjoy d whole time…but I could always see awful faces gawking at me as though they are judges of any reality show…..man…I am singing for my own pleasure…wats their problem…. though I don’t know the lyrics of any, I am very good at filling the gap….
We finalized Krishna Nee Bhegane of Colonial Cousin’s…..why we selected this song was bcoz we just want to let our folks know that if Hariharan could…why can’t us…but d true fact is we just love d song… I am sure all of u know this particular song has both eastern and western mix…..
So we decided classical singers in the group will try for d eastern and rest all could try western...I made a quick jump out to the western group knowing the jeopardy if in any case somebody will get d weird idea of putting me into d classical part…..In our group, Rikisha and Divya were gifted classical singers…. we were pretty sure dat classical part of d song was safe in their hands….Rest all wer assigned to western including me…well…..
Wen we arrange ourselves as whom to stand wer….. d classical side was very weak in strength of just 2…so it was obvious that somebody from western group should forfeit themselves for the well-rounded look of the team….somebody…specifically my friend/roommate/bench mate Sheena felt my 2 months of classical learning was an over qualification for entering the eastern group and she announced d crew dat I have performed a couple of stage performances in my 3’rd standard…so I joined hands wid Sheena who have gone for classical classes around 3 months in her child hood just like me to contribute our piece of cake in d program….we should be ready to take risk at any time of our life…we spread the message….
I should give u ppl an impression of my class before that ….ours is the only class wer girls out-numbered boys’ wid a huge majority of four as we have strength of 35 girls and 31 boys. May be bcoz of that reason and some others we were under d close watch of seniors….
Finally the day of performance came…..we were practicing day and nite and we were satisfied by our performance…..Kudos to our Hostel Warden who bare wid us as we were having our night practices in a room just opposite to hers….But there wer a couple of times she came out of her room wid a begging face…So as I said we were practicing very hard and loud….and we need ground support for sure….bcoz in our college, we will get remarks on d spot from d audience…..in d form of screams and howls…..particularly if a team of girls are on stage, u can expect nothing in a small scale ….in fact we were getting warnings from many sides…..but u know…. we are not quitters….we want our space…..some boys of our batch both our class and other batches volunteered themselves for asking seniors not to wail while we perform…I should say dat its not under our request or something dey volunteered…well d reason… u will know it later…So as a matter of fact we got good full-blown publicity before our performance ….
We all dressed smartly in blue outfits as blue was d color we selected as our dress code….finally all set to go……we all stand in a circle….just like d hockey team of Chak De India…..we decided…whatever response we will get from audience we are not leaving the stage …..we will leave only after d final beat……..y dis particular oath bcoz we came to know that two gangs have been formed in d campus….one is our friends whose total strength can be taken in our fingers ….and the second team is none but…. rest of d college….they wer having a bet…our friends said to the majority group that we never leave the stage until and unless we finish our performance while d rest said we will be leaving the stage in no time……well let’s see…
The anchor announced our names one by one Rikisha, Divya, Sheena, Nupur, Rajalakshmi, Minsa, Swathi, Nikhila….she announced something like this ….Now put ur hands together for the wonderful girls of IT….u all r gonna mesmerized by their fabulous performance….oh my God…..we thought gone ….d silly anchor bachi has given an unexpected build up for our team….. as soon as she gave some adjectives for our group d response from audience wer amazing….dey welcomed us wid a scream……..but wen we entered, it was a dreadful silence from the audience….we now got some confidence that everything is going to be fyn at d same time a little confused by d unusual silence….God only knows wat is in store for us…..
Wid a smile we started our Krishna Nee Bhegane….I bet u… nobody heard a single line after that….ppl started screaming as we expected…..not bcoz of our song is not good….just bcoz we dare to stand before dem….how mean….but however I felt so cool as I was expecting nothing less than dis…….dis is d first experience in my life…….I really wanted to cheer d audience for their over whelming responses but how could i ....i am singing naa.....…I forgot to mention ….I was a classical dancer during my school days ….participated in lots of competition and performed on many stages…..I was not dat bad in dancing so never get a chance like dis before… like somebody screaming at u while performing…not somebody but d whole college…..
I felt very excited ...u know…wen ppl challenge u….ur adrenalin will raise to its proximity which give u strength to face d world…in d mean time d audience were holding their hands together in a prayer form… which simply means leave d stage at once….I was enjoying every moment……not only me, d whole group was having their first experience…..we got excited and we started singing in our max voice….our beloved audience in their max……dis was d most wonderful moments I had in my college life I should say if somebody ask me….our college witnessed many a programs after dat but I am sure nobody enjoyed any shows better than ours dat happened on Science Day, 2005…..later we came to know that its none other than d volunteers whom I mentioned before started d whole drama…..They stood by us and started d hungama…dey wer d catalysts for d very dynamic gathering…Thanks a lot for our audience…who gave us d fantastic experience of d life time…After dat particular performance, we were privileged to get special attention from all sides….wer ever we go….ppl recognizes us…I shud say we get a celebrity status in the first SEM……Well…..der is nothing new as dis is a normal thing to be happen in a college lyf….but my point is its all des moments dat u cud treasure in ur life, u cud share wid ur friend while sipping a cup of coffee remembering d good old days…..

Best Moments of Life...

A mother is born in a woman exactly when her child is born. A mother’s existence is with her child. The lust to see her child after nine months of caring is something beyond words. The delight is irrepressible to see her child growing, its first cry, first attempt to walk, and first fall, attempt to utter the first word which is nothing but ‘ma’. She will start forfeiting her happiness for her little one. She is there for anything and everything. There is a very common proverb which says that “God cannot reach anywhere and that’s the reason why he made mothers”.

I am very fortunate that I had my mother with me during all those beautiful moments of my life’s album. We together experienced the best and worst chapters of life. There are myriad of moments that I cherish to happen again and again in my life with my mother. One among them, which I feel so cute and lovely, is when she opens our old silver box. She had a collection of things which I have used during my childhood. It includes the first baby dress I wore, the first toys my parents gave me, the first pair of shoes, those small black glass bangles I used to wear, those small bowl in which she used to give my food, those old baby walkers made out of wood and wat more even she had those feeding bottle stacked in her box. Well at times she used to open that box and always call me to have a look on them. Though I know what all are they, still I continue to ask her what’s the significance of each and every stuffs, just to see her face gleaming with pride when she explains the belongings of her first kid, that’s my things. She used to give me wonderful explanations like from where she got those cute little things for me as if I am still that kid on her shoulders. This is one of those beautiful moments I still love sharing with my mother.
Another such moment is when we open our albums. We have a very good collection of childhood memories portrayed in paper. She still has a good memory of all those happened when I was a kid. The places we went, the unnecessary cries I made to get something or the other, the dress I wore. She used to tell me all those with great ardor and after all those sessions she used to sigh. I never asked the reason for her sigh as I know she prefers me to be a kid so that she could get me whenever she wants. Though I am near to her, in a callable distance, I know she miss me a lot more than I do. Though I can never give anything back for her sacrifice and unconditional love for me, the only thing I could do is just be with her in all the possible time as it’s just my presence that will make her day.