Rollercoaster Ride

It was the summer of ’07. 26th june. We were all safely registered a day before and entering Arjun, looking out for any known faces dat we might remember during interviews and registration and of course, PagalGuy. If there is one thing dat I wud like to thank god for, then it wud be my shifting to FTB from FTA. Actually, there were 2 of us, initially enrolled in FTA attendance list- Shahan and me. These past 2 years have been literally a rollercoaster ride for almost all of us. All the events, good or bad, that occurred in FTB produced perfect ingredients for the success of any movie –
drama(johri and urshita spitting fire),
action(tamal and rishu at swords in one of our parties),
romance(sadly, none of the rumours graduated into a reality, including mine, albeit the family came closest),
emotions(I just remember urshita and shilpa with brimming eyes, tired of constant public scrutinization),
suspense(PLAN B, and who leads the joota chati faction),
comedy(list is endless viz. Prusty’s Faculty Exchange Ekta Kapoor ishtyle, again Prusty’s ‘fingering’ habits),
war(monthly fight through chain mails viz. sanky vs. johri, ruchir vs. shilpa, tushar vs. pavan and more…always and always entertaining for the rest of the class) et all.
For the first few days, we all mastered in one thing – introducing ourselves in a very ‘resumeic’ manner in which My Name was the clear winner though Mrs. Brand Equity offered this coveted recognition to Mr. Kaul – naam to yaad rahega.
Now how few of us would be remembered not just by our names but also by our acts in class:
Shahan – Mr. Bean
Neeti – global queen
Neha Asthana – cultural shock
Neha Rastogi – now Tandon…..sorry guys
Pankaj – chota coke
Pavan - bodybuilder
Piyush – bhagwaan
Prasad – treadmill walking
Prashant – Big B
Puneet Goyal – My Name is …
Rahul Gupta - latecomer
Rahul Jha – shayar of IMT
Rahul Kaul – opener in every ppt
Rahul Bhagat – his one word reply to every question asked in class…. ‘OB’
Rishupreet – US ambassador
Ritika – part time
Roshan – his unending love for maa-behen
Ruchir – his hands asked more questions than his words
Sahil – DON
Sankshep – 19.75
Saurabh – tau
Shailesh Agarwal – Shailesh sir
Shailesh Jha – IT troubleshooter
Shenoy - Nadal of badminton
Shilpa – chatterbox
Shobhit – abhimanyu
Sid Juneja – daydreamer
Sudeep – statistician
Tarun – dadda
Uday Bhaskar – Mr. Matakkali
Stuti – kid of our class
Urshita – never ending slides in a PPT
Vaishali – we will take it ‘offline’
Johri – first bencher, be if left or right side
Chadha – FTB Rocks
Vishnu – pervert singer
Vishu – no brakes


Co-author : Pratik

कभी अलविदा न कहना

यह पल है कितना सुहाना,
इस पल में है डूब जाना ।
इन लम्हों को बारिश की तरह छूलूं
इस वक्त को पैमाना बनाकर पीलूँ।
इनको तो एक दिन यादें है बन जाना।

मैं वो पुलिंदा ले जा रहा हूँ, यादों से भरा।
मुठी से फिसले रेत है, थाम हौले से ज़रा।
पल पल चड़ता सूरज नया सवेरा लाता है,
रात की मीठी चांदनी को चुरा कर ले जाता है ।

इस पल ने हमको वो दिया जो न हमने सोचा था,
रिश्तों के कच्चे धागों में गांठे का धोखा था।
कुछ पल चले थामे हाथ, वोह याद तो हमेशा आएगी,
आँखों से छलकता पानी, और होठों पे मुस्कान लाएगी।

दोस्तों के साथ बिताये हुए दिन, वापस आने को तरसायंगे,
सामने जाती गली से गुज़रे तो कदम अपने आप रुक जायेंगे ।
अब हर महफिल का पैमाना, कुछ फीका फीका होगा,
क्या टकराएँ प्यालों को हम, हमने क्या जीता होगा ।

इस शिक्षा के मन्दिर मैं, हम पुजारी की हँसी उडाते हैं,
सर पर रखे हाथ जो वो हमारे, दिल से दुआंए दे जाते है ।
हम आगे पद चिन्ह को देख कर, कदम अपने बढाते है,
एक बार पीछे देख ले, हर कदम फूल बनकर दुनिया महकाते हैं।

मैं बस येही दुआं करता हूँ, ओड़े तू मेरी यादों का गहना,
हँसे तू, खिलखिलाए तू, पर मुझसे कभी अलविदा न कहना.

Don't cry because it's over. Smile because it happened.

It’s said that a man's feelings are always purest and most glowing in the hour of meeting and of farewell. Why can't we get all the people together in the world that we really like and then just stay together?  I guess that wouldn't work.  Someone would leave.  Someone always leaves.  Sometimes u jus have to let things go…coz as they say…every good thing comes 2 an end…but friends this is a beginning and not an end…its time to plunge into the journey called life...to remember the past…to relish the present…to welcome what future holds for us… its that time of our lives which one of us eagerly hope to accomplish …each one of us prays and works so hard that the very attainability of the same seems untasteful…it leaves us at crossroads…demanding the heart to change…for good or for bad…as change is the only thing permanent and who knows better the cusps of life but one who has never been there…done that…

The 2 yrs at IMT…undoubtedly were one of the most memorable ones and has deeply impacted each one of us…both professionally as well as personally…it has taught us of hardships as well as of easybirds…it has shown us various facets of life which would have been unexplored had we not been here…it has brought us all together and to quote one of the clichés of  “everything happens for a purpose” and the purpose was” we”. It gave us a platform to be ourselves…to bask in the glory of who we are and to wander into the hinterland to do the ultimate soul searching…

FTB ROXXX…always used to take it with a pinch of salt…but now seems like this was home….this was destiny and above all this was the place I got whatever name or recognition I could gather (if any…) in these 2 yrs…those introductory lectures…someone taking it as a culture shock while someone taking it as just another story in the book of life…classes of Prusty and orgaanaaational behavior and OK singh and numerous such incidences which most of us enjoyed to the core…also the menace of Subhojit Bhattacharya…hovering around the 5 point scale…with my peer scaling heights of a 7 point or an 8 point…

Namankaran of a different genre with weirdos like “ my name” , “keshyaa”, “panki”, “sankshi”, “rit”, “pti”, “tika”, “porn nema”, “lesh sir”, or the final one “lilli” for anyone  and everyone who is a combination of stupid and idiot…

Just want to wish you all the very best in life and hope you all tread the path of glory scaling new heights and making one and all proud of you… goes on to show how lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard. Leaves me wondering where is the good in Goodbyes.

“Don't be dismayed at goodbyes.  A farewell is necessary before you can meet again.  And meeting again, after moments or lifetime, is certain for those who are friends. “ ~Richard Bach

(Written by Bhagat)

FT-B rocks

Redefining Bhasad...remember this....:-)