Write for yourself, your home--your hostel

THIS YEAR ON OUR "BLACK AND WHITE" HOSTEL DAY  I BRING TO YOU  AN ARTICLE WRITING COMPETITION WHERE YOU CAN WRITE JUST ANYTHING UNDER THE SUN ABOUT YOUR STAY AT KASTURBA BHAVAN  AS WE BID ADIEUS TO OUR LOVELY HOSTEL

A new page in my diary...

With love, from heavens above

We Indians have a great culture of celebrating and thanking heavens for our every new step, venture, pursuit or purchase.
 A new car, television, home, utensils, baby, computer, job, birthday, our favorite cricketer/movie star's birthday, his/her baby's birthday, passing matriculation, passing 12 years of education, a new juicer-mixer-grinder or anything that brings about a new something in our lives. Remembering God and merry making is what we love to do. Like Hobbits who love to eat and party all the time.
These are events in one's "timeline" -a la Facebook- that mark achievement, enhance one's happiness quotient and form fond memories. 
"Every man's memories are his private literature."
Indians love to keep memories, photo albums, old letters, we could run our own museums ...
Its nothing to do with being religious or being bound by customs and compulsions, we find a solace in this way of life. There's a feeling  that a higher power or a supreme being or the ultimate is looking after us and our new decision is a good one and will bring us lots of good. 
This is essential for human resource development . 
Its interesting that we are such a diverse nation , having as many ways of paying our gratitude to our as many Gods for as many reasons. Decorations and ceremonies involved our often fun-filled and enrich our moral science. These bring us together, like a close knit family. 
And there's nothing wrong in attributing our all to God. It isn't that hard-work and perseverance aren't  the reasons for one's success. The idea is that hard-work and perseverance are infused into us by God or let me call it "faith". 
Faith in oneself or one's parents or mentor too is equivalent to faith in holy father up above, that's a different discussion altogether...
My personal belief is that this "thanking God for the world so sweet" is a sweet way of showing humility, being happy and looking forward to better things out of life.

RIDZI

This is a story about a tall girl by a  short  girl....... Short  one met the tall one on the first day of college  both trying to find the location of EM lab , sem 1 

Ridzi joins AIESEC and dedicates as-they-say her "SOUL"  to this organisation and finds many friends and a few "friends"..........   

Ridzi's world famous ACTIVA is our B-Div's  public transport...... weneva you are hungry, wanna make a trip  to canteen or galla , have forgotten your assignment at your hostel or  its a rush-last-minute job, ask for *KEYS* ;) 

She's super famous and has a spider's web of contacts!!! ( though  she denies this and says  meri toh kisi ke sath bhi interaction nahi hai....!! :P)

She makes me go green with her
a) Academic Record
b) way with the professors (she won't accept this but we all know.... )
c)her luv story
and many such things....

EXAM TIME:
SHE'S NERVOUS LIKE HELL AND THIS MAKES US ALL EVEN MORE NERVOUS!!
HER NOTES SAVE ME, MINE SAVE HER
I ASK HER DOUBTS AT 3AM , WHEN SHE'S FAST ASLEEP
SHE SOLVES MY DOUBTS AND FLOODS MY INBOX WITH HER 100 MORE DOUBTS AT 6AM WHEN I AM ASLEEP!!!!

 As I took it  for granted until our LR  once
said  and then I realised we are close to best friends!!
Well lets just say we are friends who are always
ready to pull each other's legs and hold hands and
feel sad when EC/EDC marks are announced and
ask each other for party for small things

RIDZI...... I WANT BIRTHDAY PARTY!!! :D :P

Videocon Multie 6800

PROLOGUE page1

DISCLAIMER: This post is not about  Videocon Multie 6800's
merits or demerits . It simply features as the washing machine present
in the girl's hostel in which I used to be and is a part of fond memories  :)

One day, probably the previous semester , during some conversation which she doesn't remember (who does?), Vendetta  said she washes clothes at home.
Like every teenage girl, she has a mom, who would like to see her daughter doing as well in daily chores as in studies.

Vendetta doesn't.

No cooking, cleaning, stitching or ironing. 

Well, according to Vendy , she can do these things... well, whatever!

Pearl was actually impressed that Vendy actually does that, washing clothes, even if she operates washing machine for that. 

Unbelievably Vendy washes her clothes by hands when in hostel. She has her own reasons. 
a) She doesn't trust any of the hostel resource.
b) In the first semester, the first week itself, Sasha had told Vendy that her new tee got torn in hostel washing machine!!

Reason enough for our spoilt rich kid Vendy to do "haath ki safaai" even if it takes a lot of labour.

Today though Vendy decides she'll use the washing machine, she's done with using her muscles and tiring her limbs.

She requests Pearl to give her washing machine training as hostel's machine is different from her home's.

Pearl squeaks " Vandita! All machines are same. Engineering student hai be! dimaag laga....."

Vendy sadly heads to the laundry room where thankfully Sophie is present. Sophie "helps" her out. well, a little bit in her own way.

Vendy is completely stuck though. She doesn't know wash/spin is followed by drain followed by wash followed by dryer . Well, she manages to go past wash/spin stage, which Sophie has done for her. She smses Pearl to tell her next move to which Pearl tells her something that sounds as familiar as Japanese. 

Finally convinced ,  Vendy comes back only to realize , with Pearl's help that detergent isn't washed off! 

Pearl : " Vandita! How do you operate the washing machine at home?"

Vendetta: " By clicking a button."

Pearl:" Why didn't you click  them today?"

Vendy:" Arey! told you no only one button! "

Pearl:" Do you mean you operate an automatic washing machine at home ?"

Vendy:" Yeah, told you  no..."

Pearl:"Abey yaar!!  that means you don't actually do anything, like every other thing, no chores at all! Sorry Vandita! Next time will surely accompany you to the laundry. "

Vendy:" (Sob) Yeah, but no thanks , washing with hands is much more comfortable (sob)".

Pearl realizes her spoilt little friend is sad and tells her how she herself gets scolded by her mummy for not doing anything worthwhile.
A few seconds later hostel supervisor yells:" Bandeetaaa !! Masheeeen ka kya haal bana diya chhori!"

More sobs follow.

Khalbali

Even our Director agrees : "aap logon ne khalbali macha di!! "
Enter  Rajasthan folk dancing gals of first year (the winning team) with "ara ra ra ra".
 "Sanskari laundez mundez" of final year ask Kasturba Bhavan & Mother Teresa Bhavan inmates to gear up for swayamwar and do special gigs on "Washing Powder Nirma" and "Saundarya Sabun Nirma" .
Audience enjoy SVNIT's very own Pyar Ka Punchnama , while Sallu bhai's fans do "Dhinka Chika".
My personal favorite is "Expressionless 2.0".
Sad there won't be further editions of that one. 
While Mech Dept dedicate yet another dance performance to the "gals of SVNIT" , final year guys(gals) dedicate "athran (18) baras ki kunwari kali thi" to all guys of SVNIT.
Duets are all like an artist's masterpieces, tough to judge.
My friend Shatabdi , along with 2nd year's GG (Garvit) win our hearts and the trophy. 
Many more performances thrill but will require an entire website , but for now signing off .

As it started, you wish there's no end to it...Sparsh2012

Day One(actually night one!) :


We welcome our alumni and main sponsor from Toyota. He relives his college days and happily notes the fact that girl students have increased in numbers. :)
Final year guys and girls enthrall us all with their "Sparsh hai" theme song .
Flute Gurukul present some of our loved bollywood numbers and I love flute!
I love mouth organ, trumpet and flute actually.
(I play none, and credit for my love for flute goes to Silk Route band's "dooba dooba rehta hoon" http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EWaNo3oVvAQ)
Frankie stall gets maximum crowd as girls and guys savor food with music.

Rishabh Srivastava --

Rishabh Srivastava  comes and entertains us all. He accepts all our song requests...I mean all those he could...:P
I in fact had the pleasure to witness his song rehearsals earlier too.
It is a treat to see all guys doing random dance moves and girls standing on their chairs and grooving to his tunes. 
Even the faculty relive their RD Burman days with "Gulabi aankhen jo teri dekhi" (smirk!).
Last me, Priya and Deepa go ahead to click some of his pictures and he dedicates a song for us "girls who are all so pretty". 
"Pretty Woman".


Ends with my playlist's most played "Summer of '69" and we can only hope for encore.