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Internals

Internal exms. Urrrrrhh tat means three more days are put to waste. Not that we have to give exams but coz we have to stay in the college till evening 5 o’clock. And to add to our woes, the infuriating and scorching heat of the summer making us feel that we are here to bake our bloody asses. In simple oriya language “Gandi maraibaku college asuchu” 😦

The exam duration is two hours but we generally leave the hall after an hour. The headache is not coz of the exms…not even a wee bit. The headache starts once we leave the hall. In the exam hall the one hour somehow passes easily. In the first fifteen to twenty minutes, instead of reading the question paper and cooking for the answer, we generally peep into the neighbour’s answer sheet. Whatever rubbish he has filled , we make a short form of his answers and fill our own papers. Then after twenty minutes when the mind goes blank, no more capable of finding an answer we start doing silly things. We look each others face expecting the same look of desperateness to write sth in the answer sheet. Sometimes I scrible on the bench i sit. Put some graffities like some catchy phrases in oriya or some greenday song or quotes blah blah.., whichever makes me feel good.

The final ten minutes are the most eager n exciting moments.Everyone in the room waiting for the minute hand to strike 12, but that hand looks a lot more dizzier then the students appering the exm. It seems as if some force has automatically made the minute hand move slowly. A crooked smile from the teacher, dumb faces all around and to add to frustration the clock seems to be laughing on our faces. These are some glances of the frustrating moments a normal n sane student undergoes during the internal.

Finally the sweet words comes out of invigilators mouth…”Those who have finished can leave the hall”. A sigh of relief appears in the frustrated faces around. The room which was once silent like anything, turns out to be complete chaos. But amongst these chaos you still could  find some lousy idiots writing, trying to add a few more marks to their account.

While these internals, as it is clearly evident, are nothing but loss of our productive time which we could have spend in something much more productive, the gap in between are frustrating as hell. The four hours gap which the authority has decided to put between the exams are seriously lousy n lethargic as anything. Neither we can concentrate on studies nor we could leave the premises of the college. All we could do is sit and wait under the scorching heat of the sun. And as the time passes and the tempreture rises, our skin appears as we have just came out of a burning furnace. The sun appears to be taking its revenge on us.

A group of our friends decided to rest in the cool haven of the rock garden. We were sitting under the canopy of the mango tree and all of a sudden one guy spotted out one big, green mango hanging on the tree. At first he was afraid that someone might notice him plucking the mango. So he decided better not to pluck them off. But after I stood up and showed them how to pluck and not to worry, everyone present joined the quest. And the gradually the quest for plucking mangoes increased so fast that one guy climbed the roof of the aquarium which was beside the mango tree. We made sure that no security was around. Immediately after getting this confirmation, he started plucking the mangoes and threw those on the ground. He was so fast that three of us were unable to catch all the mangoes he pluck…and one guy was laughing like anything noticing the hunger, excitement and humour prevailing.

We somehow collected the mangoes in bags and quickly fled from the spot. Then the search for salt began. We went to our food court then we brought some salt in a piece of paper. And finally we settled to taste our afternoons effort. We ripped the mangoes with our teeth and then we had those khatta but awesome magoes. It is said that the mangoes taste much awesome when we steal it from a garden. The saying proved to be correct. 😉

And thnx to the internals…. coz of the internals i made this piece of stuff possible…The one hour of the internal is completely worthwhile

A Day in my life

Ahh!! wat an awesome day to begin with… Yesternight was one of the terrible night in the history of my terrible nights. But today its a new day, i feel refreshed…i wanna start everything all over again. Yesternight i was mourning on my failure of my unfinished project task :(..I was jst not able to find the perfect algorithm to finish the mess.

Anyway yesterday is yesterday……it wont be prudent to lament over it. Well today as a matter of fact turned out to be one beautiful day. Although i didnt had the privilage to watch the early sunrise, which i love the most but i hav been neglecting it coz of my laziness. Mom n dad are out f station.. so im all on my own. Made my breakfast and a cup of coffee. Wait a min i forgot to mention sth.

A couple of weeks back i tripped across this beautiful grl, whose voice is sweet as nector. We ran across each other on phone. One of my friend gave me a her phone no and i happen to dial it. I know its stupid to call a stranger at 2 in the night and tat too is a girl, coz most of the people hate being disturbed in their sleep and theres a chance they might yell at u. Im one such personality. A few my friends hav become victims to my yellings. Anyway called her straight in the night. Fortunately she answered the phone.

At first i didnt reveal my name coz i got such a sexy name any girl hang up the phone straight away. I said a random name and coincidently she did had a friend with tat name. So i had to bully around for a couple of minutes to cover the story. Then she somehow knew tat I wasnt that person I mentioned. Then she started asking some unanswerable questions..”who r u? who gave u my no.? y do u call at this hour…blah blah” . Then my friend who was with me tat night took the phone and said that he will handle the situation. I trusted him and gave him. But tat lousy jerk spoiled everything. He started beating around the bush.. Said some careless lousy stuffs and i thought tats the end to this beautiful conversation. But the next day whn i called her she answered and we said stuff we needed to know abt each other.

U know before i met this girl, i was sort of trying to get into relationship with some random beautiful girl. I thought getting into relationship is the ultimate thing. Thats wat brings complete happiness. But i dont know y after i met this girl i differed from my views. After i knew this girl .. we were sort of talking for long lost hours on phone. We havnt seen each other but we were talking like lousy idiots for long hours. I dont know y but i felt like talking to her. Perhaps my being single made me so. But that aint the reason. This girl was talking sense…she was different from other girls who are desperate to get into relations. U know there are few friends with whom u wanna share every damn moment of ur life. U wanna tell everything gud or bad happend in ur lyf. She is one of them.

Then one day i met this girl. She is staying in Bhubaneswar and tat day i had some work so i went out to visit her. She was waiting in the station. She said she is somewhere in the station but i asked her to come to platform 1. I was searching her in platform with my eager eyes, jst trying to guess who she is. Then i saw a girl sitting beside a oldman. At first i thought she was with tat man. But she was constanly staring at me with her curious eyes. The same eager look i had on my face. She was looking gud n sexy in that outfit. Then i thought “God say this is my girl”.  I made a call to confirm and guess what, tat girl sitting answered the phone. We both gave a warm smile. And relieved that both are good looking.

Well tat was my story how i met this beautiful friend. I dont know whether she is the one i was searching for these many years but she definitely is one hell of a great companion to hang out with. Although we talked for a very brief period tat day but every moment was special for both of us. It was hard to part with gud byes. But i never gonna forget that beautiful day. U know it happens rarely with boys tat talk  for such long hours and still dont even flirt with her for a moment.

U know after i met her, I realized that it aint tat important to get into relationships. There are things prettier in life then getting into relationship.

One thing u have to agree with.. once u r getting into relationship, no doubt that its beautiful in its own way, but u r missing the excitement of meeting some stranger and imagining them in the shoes of ur mate. U r missing every odd flirt u wud make when ur single and many many other things which a desperate single does.

Lets talk about today now….. I woke up at around 9:30 and wished this girl good morning. Then she said she will be making maggie and a cup of coffee today for breakfast. I said her to wait for a few minutes while i grab my packet of maggie from a grocery store nearby. Then we had this nice little breakfast n coffee and talked about things that had nothing in common to breakfasts . This was awesome although it might appear a bit silly but u know we discovered some delightful moments in this silly little breakfast 🙂

Thats the beautiful part of my day.. now i have to look on the ugly side and finish the project tat i left unfinished last night.