narendra kalidas .... .......moms like "beta tu bada ho gaya hai.....now u r on ur own.."
Maharaj Vijayaram Gajapathi Raj colg. of engineering..............
computer science....
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“Hey can you just tell me the way to computers department” I asked a fellow in rugged jeans.
“Are You First year” he asked
“Yup,” I said nodding my head
Know what..? He is final year student, he told me to just remove my tuck….
“I am sorry “I said
You silly little first year bastard what do think you are, huh..?Wearing a jean, being first year nerd...
What the fuck? Who the hell are you anyways I thought .., in my mind of course….what’s going on…?
Then I realized.,” hey this is what they call...., ”ragging…….” ” .
He took my belt which I bought previous day from a brand store...I was pissed off…
Bad start I thought ……
It has been 2 months since college has started...But me.., having nice time in my granny’s house.
He took me to a so called paka (hut...) near the college...
He told me to bring fags …
“Money “I asked
“Fuck you “ a nather f- word …go just bring .
“Hey I don’t have money …”I said
Silly excuse.., even I thought so , first day of college with out money. who would have believed anyways...
Call me “sir”
Fuck what..? I thought in mind
Sir..? ,ok .
God.., bad start really…..it’s getting late so I bought him a pack of fags ….
He asked me 100 rupees …”sir” I said
I thought its waste of time arguing this guy ..,lets just give this fucker what he wants and get the fucking hell out of here……….
I give him money …
He is not that bad.., he asked his friend to give bike. He asked me to get on bike...i did.., and he took me to computer science block.
100 rupees for a half a km ride...Whatever, I thought. Thanks I said..; half heartedly …I had my 100 rupees flashing on his smile ….
“Computer science & engineering department” god I thought. This place, I have to shit this place for 4 fucking years. I entered the block. I was like rabbit walking through a mob of lions.
Seniors everywhere I thought I am done…everyone’s like,” hey come here. Which year..?What do think of yourself? Cal me sir .,call me madam, Call me fuck…call me shit.
Finally I entered HO D’s room... So called HEAD- Of -DEPARTMENT. I expected a lot from him. I thought he will be having a nice personality with commanding voice.
“May- I- just- come- in” I asked
“Yes “said a fragile voice.
“What? “he asked .
I am a first year student..I just registered myself .
What..?a new student .,after 2 months …
He thought I cracked a joke I guess…I promise .., I had no change of expression in my face...
he asked wats ur percentage ???
…hmm 83 in 10th …
83 in inter.. ..with pride i said
"Very poor …" he replied
Fuck I thought..? i had to like quit my cricket and movies to get that 83 % ..and that sleepless nights …..AND this GUY says “very poor ,”
Fuck fuck fuck ……
He asked me to es …
ok cool I said .
“Excuse me ...”i just shouted at once when I opened the class door..
No one’s inside…I asked a attainder who is tooth picking aside..
“They went to lab” he replied
Lab what..?i asked
“Lab man …c lab “he said ..
SEE what..?
“C lab..C C C” he said ..?
I have no clue .
He took me to a room with 60 people inside .,donno what they are doing …typing some shit on keyboard.
I entered and said everything to a lab assistant; he gave a system and told me,” go son.”
SHOOT…
Shoot what..?
I managed the day asking him few doubts..which don’t make any sense .,Finally the day came to an end …”four more years of this …” I thought .
It was one hell of a day………
“narendra's engineer …..”my mom to all my relatives..lolzzz ……
i know i did nothing to get into this college ...................
i enjoyed my life.......to very great extent....i had evrything................
when i was into colg.,the only thing in my mind was to just finish it off and fly............i am not at all ambitious ........
i am a sort of guy who thinks "education is not everything....it just backs u up with wat u do....thats it.......but its not the prime thing ........."
ok now lets stick to the topic ..i was registered as 541 ......ok........
the first person to talk with me was MURALI .......the next SEELAM.........both from my native home place.......................they dint stick with me longer period...................
i used to feel lonely ..i used to miss karthik...fun & music........
wat is engineering??
engineering.., is it all abt internals...mids.....labs ..externals..????
this is wat i felt abt engineering for first few days .....but once i got used to college it changed my opinion...
if someone asks me wat engg. is abt...
i will be saying "engineering !! its abt relationships .,leadership., professionalism..,learning abt life...handling things .., accidents ..,boozing .........arguments ........frnds .....,fights...... knowing to be urself........."
For me it was just another step...
first year was pretty usual .,
ppl hardly know who i was..............
then comes engineering second year....
then comes the best part of life ..........
BeEr..... whisky .....vodka.........ruM......the age of sanity ..........my sober talks...............
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plz don't drink.........
!!
its injurious to health ...also to relationships ;) .................................
"we are not wat we r when we drink" ....quoted narendra kalidas ...
sravanth .......
thanks man........first sip of beer was with this fellow...
prudvi....
swaroop...
avinash b.P
ramesh
chandhu bhai
rakesh
navven......
drinking ...i was drinking.....& was drinking ............
i ignored studying....
(mein bhi toda bahut padtha hu na ....woh bhi chod di..)
i bunked & bunked & bunked.......
i never crossed 50 % in my attendance percentage ...i always end up paying fine............
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