There’s a Window in my room........

I don’t hw many of us have this problem which i used to (not nemore-all thnks to lovely lavale campus walks) of  being unable to sleep in new places(places like my hostel room or someone else’s rooms)..and the waking up in the morning part is even more amazing...there was a time wen i could not sleep in this hostel and now is the time tht i cant wake up only in tht same room of mine...its as if im cumin back to my usual self of jst getting used to sleepin arnd anywhere and everywhre... this post is kinda bout hw my crazy days would strt and end here...and what wld happen to me wen my body jst passes out an i become a helpless log of wood ( i jst wish jo,rahul, rash and pooja arnt readin this) .....

being the first one to check into my room and getting the bed  and window of ur choice was like a gimmick (i got attracted to the sceneric beauty next to it)..”oh mann the view from my window is jst awesome” ...this was on my tongue for the initial one month..wenever i wld be asked bout my room and my hostel from family and frens...after which i realised tht openin the window for long would not only mean a feast call for the insects,bugs and wat not tht u get to see for the first time in ur life (if u’ve not stayed in jungles before)...”CLOSE TO NATURE” (thts wat my dad said wen he first came over to my room)..im pretty sure dad wld be lovin it (me stayin in jungles wid bugs, insects and so close to the nature tht i spent my first one month killin these insects all day n nite)....a battle of the insects tryin to kill an almost 6 foot man began thereafter....wid me winnin over n over again..untill i met some1 who would wack me everytime i killed an insect in front of her...and taught me not only to live wid these bugs but also taught me how to love em....(n the best part is i duuno hw she has this massive knowledge bank bout these bugs).

So comin back to starting my day....Right now as i look outta my  window sippin my cuppa tea(yes i knw about the negga style lingo) at 6:15 am... i can actually see nothing but white mist all over and if i try rilly hard i mite jst b able to see the girls hostel(which i mite not even be interested in..besides we have windows...and not to forget the curtains cover a lota thngs) so the window basically becomes useless in a months time....

So all in all the window is kinda useless but widout it my room wld be incomplete....

P.S.- I would have probably choked had it not been the window in my room...thnks Malaya....for openin it on time...n sorry Chintan...(publically )...”ONE CRAZY NITE”-...n this reminds me of one of my fav. songs which i feel was apt for the situation :----David Gurtta's "Memories"... so people check this out n remember these days of our wont come back...(only for my batchmates)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NUVCQXMUVnI&feature=related

Lvin it up on my own n being wild

This is what happens wen we leave things for the last moment.,..we wrk under serious pressure..All thanks to Shayama Maam (or else this blog wldnt have bin updated or even created)..its fun to work under pressure but you are  kinda unsure of the results..

So for today i.e my submission for this blog i thought I would share my experience of  being in the lovely city of Pune and  the LOEVLY LAVALE campus of ours ( ohh yess!!! thts wht our gang calls it)...and please bear wid me for not writing somethng bout brands or anything syllabus related which mite require a lota brain to understnd......

This experience of mine has some funny and some cribbing moments(actually more of the cribbin ones) tht i spent here...comin from a city like Delhi, u aren’t  really the “one” people would look up to-since u belong the state up north, u feel like an outsider here in the beginin (or thts wat the locals make u feel initially-but i enjoyed every bit of this too )..

So the here we go the journey begins wen  i first(for the reason of stayin here for longer duration than the previous ones...) stepped into the city on the 25^th of may (though i knw i shldve have  strtd blogging then n thre , but cnt help being lazy too). From the station to my brothers place which now costs me hardly 70 bucks costed me a bombing 160 bucks just for a very simple fact tht i  was unaware of the roads of Pune ( n the bylanes n the lanes this city has is another added advantage to the auto wallahs of the city) ..but never the less i enjoyed my ride to my house since there was food involved since  i had asked my auto guy to take me to a place whre i could usher my love to  famous Vada Pavs (the great maharastrain  snack-which is like the staple diet for the millions livin in this massive state of our country)..

Belting 6 vada pavs was a sure shot way to screw my diet and my tummy too...again no regrets for good food...

26^th may was a big day as i was supposed to check out the new and swanky campus of lavale (swanky was the only term i had wen i saw my campus tht time only...NOW things have changed!!!!) ..caught the 9 am bus to the lovely lavale campus...;reached the campus enjoyin the beauty (sceneric and the non–sceneric too)  around the campus and on the way (jst like the first timers do)....checked into the wrong room at the first go and the moment i settled into my new room for the next one year i was told tht i was one of the lucky ones to get a room in the ANNEXE (i knew wat the  annexe was...and didn’t mind shifting there)and from then on i realised tht there is going to b a hell lota walkin throughout  the year....newaz i  could’nt have asked for more(since ANNEXE was or is a gift as well a curse)...(jokes apart tht was the only time the thought of annexe being a holiday resort came to my mind)..but again i was new to all this..first-time outta house and tht too in a hostel (so the independence was a bliss)..checkin into the room before my roomies turned out to be advantageous as i got to choose the view next to my bed...which was the amazingly huge golf course anthe valley tht our campus overlooks ....comin back to the city was another experience of learning thngs bout this campus and the creatures tht live and exist on this campus....this time it was KAKA(the bus driver who cant live widout shouting for no rhyme or reason)-it seriously felt like his day wld be incomplete  widout yelling at innocent n (sumtimes) not so innocent kids of this campus..

The next few days were sober(compared to the days i’ve spent here after the 30^th of may) and relaxing as i was back home wid my brother in the rainy city of Pune( thts wat people up north would call it)..it rained and it rained n it kept on rainin like crazy..

It was finally 30^th of May wen i was to go back to the campus and sleep for the first time in a hostel called ANNEXE (i realised why it was called the annexe tht same nite...)..n the journey of me reachin the campus was another story tht nite...

so far the journey frm comin down from delhi to a new place to stayin in a hostel for the first time n njoing the freedom of livin on my own to the mess food (which hasn’t bin described so far in this post) to the rickety bus rides to n fro the city and campus...to the wicked and cheater autowallahs to the love for vada pavs....its all bin fun and i somehow can say tht i did not regret anything...its all bin fun and it will if we all take it in a positive sense( though i knw this post is more negative than positive)

this feels good....The beginin....

What else...now...the name itself tells you what its all about..ain't it simple and easy...A shortcut to everything (thats what I always have....huh??)

No more shortcuts this time people!!!it shall be a truly dedicated effort from me this time...

Well Well...about the blog its about all the random and crazy things I do or feel or have observed and will do...be it showin my photography skills(which maybe suck for some and is god's gift for some) or talkin out my observations or maybe something else...anything and everything can be posted by me here...so people jst be a little patient with me(just the way you have been with me in your life)and besides its my blog too...so pls. take out time to read this......