G.I.R.L.S:Giggling Indian Really Lovely Singles

Assumptions to be taken before reading the article below:

1. All the girls are assumed to be equally attractive, one quality of one girl balancing with the other quality of the other girl.

2. Reverend Dr. S. Ghosh of SSS Labs has dedicated his life for the study of girls, so please assume him to be the ultimate expert in this field and by heart the concepts below in the article.

3. The term girls is the acronym of the title of this thesis paper and not to be confused with the English word with the same spelling.

4. The concepts given in the article are to be applied in every case, irrespective of situation and medium between any two bodies.

5. All the experiments leading to the concepts mentioned below were performed in uncontrolled conditions.

Girls are the human beings who emit Electro-Magnetic Radiations (EMR) which attracts the material out of which the boys are created. Just siting or standing near one such human being makes you realize the physical concepts shortly to be discussed. In those situations the EMR passes through your body and magnetizes you. Sometimes you sweat, sometimes you feel uncomfortable and sometimes in their presence you lose control and start behaving in an erratic and irrational manner.

I am going to discuss some Concepts below which have revolutionized the the world of Physics and changed the way we used to look towards girls.

1. Concept of Distributive Radiation:

   When there are more that one boy in the vicinity of a girl, at T=0 sec, the EMR distributes equally but further the EMR distribution fluctuates proportional to the ratio of the force of repulsion between the boys.

   For example, when you are in such a scenario, you give a murderous glance at the other boy as if to forewarn him.

2. Concept of Radiation Transfer:

   When a boy who has been, just a while ago, in presence of a girl, feels the radiation still present in his brain, whose efficiency decreases proportional to the intensity of EMR of the girl.

   For example, when you see a girl on your way, in bus or a mall, her reminiscence remains in your mind.

3. Concept of Interference of Radiation:

   When a boy in ideal condition is performing an action or is part of a ongoing process and is then subjected to the presence of a girl, the boy faces a positive interference and the action or the process faces a negative interference by the EMR from the girl.

   From example, if you are engaged in a conversation with a friend and a girl passes by, you undergo a duration of mental inactivity due to surge in mental vibrations as a result of positive interference and the conversation process faces a negative interference.

4. Concept of Radioactivity:

   When an ideal non-radioactive boy is subjected to a girl at a distance and then the distance is increased to infinity then a radioactivity is generated in the mind of the boy which then emits radiations similar to the girl's in the form of thoughts about her and talks only about the girl. But if the girl who acts here as a radioactive agent is not subjected again for a long duration then the radioactivity reaches half life every next week but never reduces to Zero and regains its strength if she is at a finite distance again.

5. Concept of Resonance:

   When a ideal boy experiences the EMR from a girl and his body in turn starts reflecting the same and after T ranging from 2 secs to 10 secs detects that the EMR has doubled its initial intensity then the bodies of the boy and the girl are said to be in Radiation Resonance. Sometimes if this condition prolongs then it results in Love and then Love marriage. Thus we were able to find the scientific proof for Love and Love marriage.

P.S: Dr S. Ghosh from SSS Labs is due receiving Nobel prize in Physics for finding Scientific proof for Love and Love Marriages. His contribution in this field has helped solve many complexities in Love life of human beings. We are grateful to Dr for his humongous contribution. Thanks a lot Dr. Ghosh. He presently resides in GOA, India and enjoys his life teaching these concepts to the boys at the beach ;)

Mediocrity

We live for a lifetime. The whole lifetime we know of the certainty of death. We know one day our body, dead, will be burned to ashes, to be lost where it belonged to in the first place.

Yet we dare to choose the path of least resistance and a life of comfort.

The futility of our ease and comfort reflects on our mind when death approaches and its shadow lie on us.

Why do we want to lead a life of Mediocrity? Why do we want to be part of the herd, the crowd of crores? Why do not our mind spark the igneous thoughts into actions, that we now and then have?

We tend to live in the shadow of denial and dependent on others! We are often threat of our success, our own flame of greatness and on the brink of dousing it.

Every human is blessed some or the other strength to stand with. Then what stops us? Is it the upbringing? Is it the influence of the peers?

Think and let yourself know? Do you want to die a Mediocre?

Memoirs of my Mobile

This blog is taken from the dairy of my stolen mobile my beloved Motorola W270 or Motu as I used to call her with all my love...

Long ago...

It is 0500 and I start singing Ronnie's favorite-of-the-week song just as he likes it to be. I like and love Ronnie and look at him all the while he sleeps staring at his face and the different shapes he makes with his hands and legs all night long. Sometime he smiles, sometimes he frowns in his sleep. I know he is dreaming but I know I am not a part of his dream because I am already his.

Ah, he looks so lovely but a little more sleepy than he was when he went to bed last night. Poor boy he works just so hard and who will know more than me? I am always with him very near to his body sensing the heat of his legs and every heart beat of his. I know when he is feeling hot from the sweat wetting me or when he is feeling cold from the shivers his skin makes against me.

He woke up and his right hand is moving towards me to touch me. His fingers linger on me and it feels good when he does it. His hands are so cute, you know!! His fingers hold me and flick me open exposing my buttons and I start glowing with bluish light from his flicking me. In the beginning he used to be very careful in flicking me open and now he has changed so much. So roughly he opens me up but I kind of like this roughness of his. My man.

His skillful fingers know how to please me as he presses the right place to close my lips and the I stop singing the song. Next he check me out and looks in my different sections for any missed calls and SMSes. As I am very innocent from heart, I never let myself hide any lovey-dovey SMS from his Girlfriends not that I am not jealous of them. Silly girls, do not they know that I love Ronnie. They and their silly calls and SMSes. Do they are with him as I do?

I listen to his humming sound coming from toilet but since he cares for me too much and becomes over-possessive sometimes he has put breakfast for me and I, like a baby, am lying on the table sucking electric power from the charger socket. My Lithium belly is filling up nicely and slowly. I think since I am very conscious about my body figure and weight Ronnie never loses interest in me. I always feel the same loving looks and soft touch of his on me. I doubt his wife will ever be able to pull this one like me. Pity on her.

He comes out of the toilet and only a towel on his body, I am almost fainting. It is not the first time I have seen him like this but man... this is only morning and I am totally recharged and Ronnie my lover boy in front of me like this. He places a careful look on me, checks me out for any of my eyelashes fluttering. Oh, I forgot to mention my beautiful eyelashes. I have 3 eyelashes. I flutter the blue one when a SMS lands on me for him, green one when Ronnie is away from me and misses a call and the yellow one when I am sucking and licking the power cord.

By the way, I call him Ronnie which is his pet name and very few friends of his and his parents call him that. He insists that I call him that. I know he loves me. But he never tells me but instead he tells that girlfriend of his the very same thing. What he thinks of himself, he thinks that he can make me jealous like that. Stupid boy! I too have a mind of my own.

He is now preparing his lunch for the day. I see him daily preparing something new but he is very cautious about the amount of oil he uses for the curries. He is a good cook though. One complaint of mine is that he never shares his lunch with me though he insists that I sit with him and accompany him during Lunch everyday. He says looking at me that it is not good for my health. I may get sick or something. As if he is a doctor. But I also know that he cares for me and is telling the truth. Once, little curry fell on me and he was scared to death and immediately cleaned me up and checked my health over and over. He said that he saved my life. Really!?

After the lunch, he does the dishes and gets ready for the Office. He carefully puts me in this left pant pocket. I snugly brace myself over his handkerchief which is smelling sweet from the detergent he uses to wash it. I am used to this fragrance.

While traveling to office, the naughty boy can not keep his hands off me and keeps touching me from outside of his pant pockets. One day I asked him why he does that in front of all these people in bus or train but he very cleverly replied that he was just checking whether I was vibrating in response to a call or SMS. Very clever Lover boy Ronnie. But this trick is not going to work with me. At least do not do this in public. But he does not care. Shameless boy!

Once he is in office, he changes completely. He starts to ignore me as if I am not there even. It irritates me a lot. But then he says that he does that for the sake of professionalism and for me. In the afternoon he takes me with him to have tea where I listen to all the jokes he makes and the boy-talks about what that girl in the front table is wearing or that girl at the side table is a new-joined employee or not. He is crazy about girls I must say. Better be careful of girls my boy. They will leave you after a while but I will never.

In office too we have private moments together, that is when he gets a call from a friend or home or when he is calling home. He takes me to a dark, quiet, unoccupied cabin and uses me. Sometimes in the washroom he presses my buttons typing SMSes to his friends! Nobody ever knew about us in office though. He is very careful not to take out our relationship in the open. He knows how to keep a relationship spicy with all that precious moments and secrecy. I must tell you he is a very romantic and emotional person. I came to know this from many of the talks we had, sometimes for hours. He told me all that I had to know. Though all this talks were heard by the recipient of the call also but then that is the only way to talk to me na!!

Sunit gets looted in the train

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Part I

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I heard myself say sadly to the police, ”There were, one Motorola mobile W270, one Motorola W270 charger, one Motorola headphone, and … umm.”

He interrupted annoyingly, ”quick please!!” and mumbled, “we don’t have all day here.”

Said I quickly, “Sorry Sir, one Nokia 5233 mobile charger, one electric shaver, USB connector cords” and shyly added, “My toothpaste and toothbrush were also there”.

He waived and said,”Ah that will not be necessary, Time and place??”, -- “about 6:30 am today at Bilaspur station”.

“What were you doing that time”, -- “Sleeping, Sir”, I said slowly looking at my perplexed parents standing near me, Father tensed and Mother thinking something looking at the photo of the Father of our Nation hung in the front wall. The feeling of being ashamed was riding on me like a Tsunami, ready to take me down.

“Where was YOUR BAG kept?”, he asked a little toughly, -- “On the upper berth opposite side of where I was sle.. sleeping”, “Ah that explains” he said and a big laugh and the others also joined. The Tsunami was on.

“Ok, Mr. Sunit, I will file an FIR on behalf of your details but I can not guarantee the return of the goods lost but you did a good thing to not to hide this incident and register this one since now at least we can know the modus operendi”, -- “Ah a little relief that he said something positive about me”, I thought, looking for a sign of positive emotions on the father’s face, oops not found, and then mother’s face, oops again not found, better try later.

“OK , thanks Sunit, you can leave now and yes .. Happy vacations, enjoy your stay at Korba, the mineral and Power capital of Chhattisgarh”, he said with a grin. “YA Sure, with this type of beginning sure it will be”, I said in my mind.

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Part II

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It all started with my plan to visit my hometown, Korba during the 4th trimester holidays. So I booked 2 sets of journey tickets for to as well as fro journey since there were no confirmed tickets available and I thought for a plan B to work out when the plan A fails.

But what I did not expect was that Plans B failed miserably before to the Plan A which failed proudly.

But as planned I boarded the train with my Plan B 3rd AC waiting list tickets after consulting the TTE at Kacheguda station who consoled me saying that he will try to do his best. I, then was oblivious to his wicked trap.

My wait for him in the Sleeper 9 bogey got over after waiting for him to arrive to relieve me 3 hours after departure. Then he gave me the most dreaded bad new (made up) that all sorts of AC compartments did not have an iota of space for me to fit in, but he can squeeze me a berth in the burning sleeper coach to make me a barbeque of myself (I did not know that he knew I loved barbeque chicken so much). Having no choice I consented as I wanted to touch the feet of my parents ASAP and gain their blessings. He allotted me a berth and just as I was to stand up the innocent and selfless TTE made a grunting sound and was grinning at me. Then I realized what his plan was, and was perfectly executed. Even after paying the AC fare and travelling by sleeper, he wanted me to bribe ah sorry acknowledge his greatness to allot me a berth which I guess was his duty. Parting with a fresh Rs 100 note was a painful farewell.

I think, God was not so busy at that moment and so he thought of cutting a little slack and suddenly the temperature lowered and clouds emerged out of nowhere and brought smiles to faces of many. I thanked God as I did not have the appetite for a barbeque at that moment of time.

Time passed and in the midst of all this I met a budding architect from Debgrah in Bihar who was returning after the completion of his Bachelor of Engineering semester training at Bangaluru. He enthusiastically showed me his project report of A3 size and so heavy that my abs started to build under the fat. The project was about a client’s Office and Residence building plan, elevation, section etc. I had a fair knowledge of that because of my BE in EC background where Engineering Drawing is a compulsory subject to master where many fail and dread its name like the Lord Voldemort in Harry Potter series. We had a brain storming session about the project and general life and everything.

After a while we all drifted to the dreamland. That was the beginning of the mistake for which I had to pay for.

The sleep in the train is always a broken one without the stretchy 8 hours one. I woke up at each and every stop and it was soon morning. Being a little careless during the night and for the want of space I kept my bag which was my solo luggage in the opposite upper berth. One lady and her daughter were in the lower berths to whom I had wished good night last night.

My mobile rang melodiously with the song of Prince- ‘Aa bhi ja Sanam’, and I woke up. I noticed that the train had halted and the bogey was empty, the mother and daughter gone already as it was Bilaspur where they told they had to get off. It was a call from father to know the current position of the train as he was going to come with mother to receive me at the Korba station. I touched the screen and received the call and turned my head to the other side only to find out that my bag was gone. The colour of my face became yellow as the blood drained out of it. I hurried out of the upper berth almost jumped out of it, told father that I will call back and started looking in all possible directions. I saw a couple sitting there at some distance for assistance and asked them if someone has seen someone scooting with my bag. They started to ask me 10 different questions so as to absorb the situation properly.

My mind was racing in the same levels as that of James Bond. A sudden thought came to my mind that that bag was my only luggage and I have lost it. How will I face my parents with empty hands (literally). A random thought came to me to look out of the window to see anyone standing there carrying my bag on his shoulder or running away. I found all the people staring at me and all looked crooked to me. Thieves all of them!! I was standing hopelessly and then thought, I did not why, to search even in the toilets. I opened the left one and it was empty. Then I opened the right door and there it was, lying there strangled and dead, my bag. I picked it up and carried in my arms to my berth and examined what I have lost. The thief it seems have searched it well and taken away all the electronics and wiry things it contained leaving me poorer by a few thousand bucks.

Now here I am sitting at home and writing this blog entry having learnt a lesson today which will be reminding me of this day for a long-long time.

Happy New Year!

Come last week of December and a sensation and a tingling in my mind and body starts to develop. I don’t remember from when the craze and the wait of the New Year day or exactly the evening before have started to reside in me. I guess it all started with the new year celebration at the colony club where my colony members used to visit and the festive mood of all the people has polarized my mind to feel it every time at this time of the year.

New Year can be categorized as an event or festival which is religion, region and country neutral. The whole world celebrates it.

Some occurrences which I hope would be happening with you too, I want to share here:

1. Even after 31st December, I tend to mention the year as the previous one. This accident carries on till mid of January and sometimes February.

2. Since my birthday falls in the first month, so it adds one to my age. I have observed that guys below 18 will always try to present their age in forward sense. If you ask them their age they will reply either adding one or add the word - plus. Guys after 18 till rest of their life will try to reduce it to almost to the limits or hide it.

3. Its always winter in India on 31st December and the climate will always be dry, cold and not rainy. I have never observed it as a rainy day. So this is one global festival celebrated in India which has a predictable whether. I remember it has rained on the Diwali day and sometimes the temperature will be too low and sometimes warm on Holi.

4. Companies have now started to complete all tax related activities by the end of January. So after New Year it is like a constant background task running in the mind to recollect and collect all bills, investment papers, house rent slips etc. I feel this activity is no less than a festival where all the citizens of India blessed enough to belong to one of the taxable slabs of the IT table come as a huge joint family for a common cause.

5. New Year brings a flurry of resolution making activities among family members, friends and colleagues. This is due to the fact the New Year gives a promise of a new beginning in life and encourages to turn a new chapter in one's life. I have already made mine, what about you dear?!. You might have observed that these resolutions often are not fulfilled but we always again tend to make resolutions the next year. Truly, if we are able to follow the resolutions we make on the New Year, I will not be surprised, we can achieve great things.

6. I have a habit of looking out for Panchang of the next year in the month of November only. Not that I have dearth of wall hangings at my home. But a strange force drags me towards it to find out which day my birthday is falling on or which days are the holidays like Republic day, Independence Day. On which days are the major festivals like Holi, Durga puja, Diwali. During my school days I would be ecstatic if the holidays were on Friday or Monday and would be disappointed if they fell on a Sunday.

The same is true today too!! Earlier I had a nice hobby of finding out what all special about the present date. But it could only be possible if you own a Panchang and not the simple and plain looking Georgian calendar with beautiful sceneries or sexy models (grin). During pursuing this habit I came to know that each and every day has a particular event or is celebrated as a day dedicated to a purpose.

7. I like the winter season more than any other. Now don't reason me that it is because I was born in winter. I find it cosy and convenient. If you wear the adequate and required insulation, you can perform any activity with ease. While in summer even if you wear the minimum or are even naked, you can not avoid the heat. You are required to be confined to the air conditioned area or the area facilitated by cool air waves emitted from the air-cooler to feel comfortable.

And since the New Year lies in this season, we can enjoy non stop, what say!! Party!

At the end of this blog entry I would like to wish you a great and enjoyable year 2010 ahead. Enjoy the New Year eve fully and don't forget your New Year resolutions.

A LOVE-ly train journey

Cheerful and busy married couples with cute-smile babies, just married couples, to be married couples, just couples (more than friends types) and budding love couples all around me. Where in the name of God am I, do you ask? It is the B1 compartment, AC 3-tier of Train number 2809 Howrah mail middle berth number 21.

Date: 17th December 2009.

Nature of journey: A visit to my hometown, the power and mineral capital of Chhattisgarh, yes you are correct, Korba.

Ah, the heart aches when you feel the love in the air especially when the compartment is AC one and the air the super charged with love, care and super show of affection.

Following were the incidents which surrounded me, enough to make one cry in pain arising out of love pangs:

Case number 1:

Mrs. Wife and her family, taking super care of the whole lot. Her baby is making all sort of amazing cute noises and all attention grabbing activities including the horrible wail and she being the mother, the God's greatest gift as people say and it is true according to me, is making sure to leave not a chance to take full care of the baby. It is 1:30 pm, lunch time, so the Mrs. Wife single handedly takes out a well assorted and packaged packet. You see the mystery unfold, as one by one various number of pickles and chutneys, a huge can filled with delicious looking paranthas and wow a oily paneer curry. Mouth watering mmm.. Then she takes out plates and bowls. It seems that the she has brought whole kitchen with her. You must have heard of "Palace on wheels". I feel here "Kitchen and dining hall on wheels" will be apt. She carefully places each variety on the plates, beautifully arranging them. In between, she loving reminds her husband to go and wash his hands and asks whether he will have the egg now or in the dinner. The husband ignores the question and walks to the water basin on the other end of the compartment. Then starts the super lunch. During all this time, don't imagine me looking at the food like a hungry dog! I was pretending to transfix my eyes onto the newly brought "2 States" by Chetan from the Nagpur wheelers page number 121 all this time. At regular interwals like the Server's poll and round robin algorithm she queries each and every member of her clan regarding the reducing number of paranthas or oily patch of paneer curry in the plate and on successful response refills them, all the while carrying the cutesy baby. Ah , how great is she! Standing salute to this great woman. My eyes almost moist seeing her multitasking abilities and her great serve (not the tennis one, I hope she might be knowing that too).

Case number 2:

At some station (one cannot properly observe thought those sun screened and dirty windows of the AC compartments) one just-married couple boarded our compartment. Hey, how do I know that they are just married? Was I invited to their marriage? Or did I, to steal a free meal, crash their wedding? At least do I know them? -- Cool it. Let me answer, Mr. / Ms Reader. One can easily know by the insecure glances of Mr. new-husband which he throws around to check potential male hazards and by the super-duper care he shows for her new-wife and his soul mate for all the things ranging from the luggage (he carried all the heavy ones), the berth, her comfort, on arrival of ice-cream/ Soft drink vendor he jumps and asks her if anything she needs. Coming to the new-wife, she will converse in a very loving and honey embedded way with him. Occasionally touching his arm!

After they are comfortable enough, they start making others uncomfortable. How? Do not ask me. You should understand, (in low voice) they are just married as I already mentioned above. Oh just listen to their talk. "Honey, next time we will do that, go there.. blah blah" (giggle). "Honey, did you see that .... blah blah" (more giggle). "Hey you naughty... blah blah" (a loving slap on the husband's arm). You observe the super glued eyes they have on each other. They hold each other's hand in theirs. They are two bodies one soul. Standing salute to this great pair. I wish them all the best for their married life. My eyes almost moist seeing their never dying love towards each other. (Let's see after a few years, ha ha ha)

Case number 3:

Entered the train at Raipur station, the political capital of Chhattisgarh state (in case the ignorant reader is unaware of the Chhattisgarh state let leave Raipur). Entered our sleepy compartment 2 young, full of energy lovey-dovey boy-girl pair. They occupied the place in front where I sat of all the places. God what is happening today?? What's special about them? As soon as they sat, they engaged themselves in a animated chat which I guess they paused when they have seen the train arriving. Some things about girl's cousins and friends. Some friend is getting married. Today is somebody's birthday. Some guy is not picking up the phone. Some vague talk about some cousin's behavior. At first I thought, they sure will be related to each other. Then the mystery was resolved when a call broke the continuous chat they were having and the girl told the caller that "yaaaaauuuu, thanks for the wishes, yaauuu this is to be Mrs. -[Name not disclosed], to be Mr. -[Name not disclosed] is also here, talk to him also naaaaa". Then the to-be also has a a very nice and polite chat with whoever it was on the phone. (I fear if was some x-boyfriend or a boy who had hidden, not expressed love for this girl, his day would have been a bad one). After the call the girl, out of the blue takes out her laptop from her purse/bag and opens it to show some pictures of some marriage and her birthday party. Then they both start to fight over which video song to play next (all the romantic ones). After some time the boy loses interest in her laptop and starts to chat again. By this time my brain has completely ignored their talk and voices and I immerse myself into the love story of Chetan and his wife (2 states). Standing salute to this great pair. I wish them all the best for their upcoming married life. My eyes almost moist seeing their compatibility and their commitment.

Thus ended my love charged and playful care and affection filled journey when I got down at Champa and was overjoyed to see Papa waiting for me eagerly. I touched his feet and thanked God for this safe journey and good health of my parents.

My college life...

I wake up at 5 am sometimes 5:15 out of laziness and then perform all those essential morning activities and get ready of the grueling and meaningful task of a studying professional and that is me.

I leave home by 5:50 am for the 6:04 am MMTS train and perform a brisk walk listening to my favorite songs on my W270 and overtaking all those morning walk enthusiasts and casual occasional morning walkers with ease and reach my destination, the great great Chandanagar MMTS train station terminal of Hyderabad. I love overtaking people on my way while walking and I love my station. Muaaah!!!

I am the first and the last person in the ticket queue because it is 6 in the morning dude, wake up!! Then putting the paper ticket in the back right pocket and the left change in the back left pocket I start the playback of my W270 which I politely pause while entering the station entry. Then I take my favorite and almost reserved seating place on the platform. Then enters the train in the station just like a chief guest in a function but with a difference, right on time. And after boarding it successfully I, while listening to songs, complete the Hausaufgaben as they call home work in German. I enjoy the Lingampally to Hyderabad MMTS journey because it is safe, cozy, comfortable and refreshing. I like trains than other means of transport because this is me, ok. After reaching Lakdi-ka-pul, again a compulsive brisk walk overtaking the slow paced and lethargic people on my way to the most coveted Lakdi-ka-pul bus station where Hyderabad’s almost every bus pays a visit to.

My bus’s number is 113 Y or 113 I/M. This bus is one of a kind not because it is some Hydrogen cell run or high technology enabled vehicle with Wi-Fi but because it gets so many happy sighs on its arrival at the bus stand. All the anxious and knowledge hungry students wait for this divine and super bus of ours 113.

Next stop is the serene and lush Indira Park and in front of it is our College VIOL, Vivekananda Institute of languages, situated in the premises of Ramakrishna Math, the hub of spiritual enlightenment and awareness.

Before entering college a quick bite for the upcoming brain storming and brain churning session. Ahha, boiling hot ginger tea with Britannia cream crackers at 7 am under the trees and a mesmerizing view of a group of pigeons and people feeding them and in the backdrop of dark green trees, heath conscious citizens of Hyderabad of all age groups routinely following their personalized exercise regime. I just love this sight. It is so soothing. One by one my classmates join me in this lovely ambience. Greeting and niceties are exchanged in German and oh no it’s almost 7:28. Run friends run, only 2 minutes till the entry seals. Running we enter the 3 level of check and security, ID & prayer book check, dress code check and the metal detector check. After this we climb up the ladders to the prayer hall in the second floor where students are already lined up and waiting for the proceedings to begin. Sharply at 7:29 reverend Swamiji, the director of our college enter the hall and exactly at 7:30 start the prayer. After the prayers are said, a nice and inspiring speech by him ends the morning gathering. We inch towards the classroom in the first floor. I switch off the tube lights on the staircase since now the sunshine illuminates it (energy saved).

Reaching the class room we exchange greeting with our classmates. Usually the talk will be about the homework or the slowly day by day nearing class test or the seminar. Then the teacher arrives, we stand up, say the appropriate thing and sit back. Then starts the lessons, exercises, work books, tests, vocabulary, grammar- entirely a different world of german language. We enjoy the lesson and learn it. At the end we get adequate home work. Bell rings at 9:30 am sharp. Time for the girls to go. Why you say, don’t the ever-restless-boys want to escape? Wait my dear, that bell is 2 minutes after this. Poor boys!!

I usually take the back seat on the Motorrad (motor bike in English) of my friend who drops me at the coveted Lakdi-ka-pul bus station. Missing regularly the 9:38 am MMTS train reminds me that there are still some things in India which runs punctually.

Down faced I have now started to travel back in buses. But whenever I get a chance, I travel by the beloved MMTS.

Change in gears, no no, not of the buses but of the worlds. Back to office, boy! Suddenly the college life, all the fun and frolic,all the classmates and college girls! disappear and MINDSPACE appears in front my eyes. Back to Titus where I, a employee of VDSI, Verizon Data Services India Private Limited and a member of esteemed team SSP Ordering services spend the next 9 hours of my day contributing and having nice snacks.

Thank you God for giving such a nice life to me.

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