MIND Over matter.: 2006

Sunday, December 17, 2006

Tuesday, August 22, 2006

Mitti ka tan,

Masti ka mann,

Kshan Bhar Jeevan ,

- Mera Parichay .

Sunday, February 05, 2006

By The River Side....

The day began on a somber note.. After i was through with my daily ablutions I picked up the copy of TOI that the newspaper wala had slid through the door of my room while I was sleeping. It being a Sunday today, I straight away went to the favourite page of mine... MIND OVER MATTER its called. A beautiful quotation said everything that I have been trying to explain to people all this while. Its by WM Lewis and it goes as follows:-
" The tragedy of life is not that it ends so soon, but that we wait so long to begin it"
How true!!! Most of us are always invlolved in building our future and be successful and forget about our present. This obviously got me on a high because feelings like this are hard to express and when someone does it so beautifully you obviously enjoy it.
Soon, I looked at the watch and it was 11 30 already. Dudani and I had made plans to go to the riverside early in the morning. Even though it was no longer 'early' I thought to myself , it still was morning. Moreover, Dudani, who had gone to Cal a day before had returned late in the night only because we had to go to the 'river side'. And hence a couple of phone calls later, we were on the road.
I must admit that neither me nor Dudani knew the name of the river. WE had just a faint idea where it was because I had been there once with Seniors before.
After crossing Garden Inn we were on the National Higway. And boy, the bike zooming on the Highway gets you on a high! I guess thats the reason they named it as the HIGH-way!!
We weren't sure where the river was so we asked the local inhabitants about the 'nadi'... We had to take a 'kaccha rasta' through a village. If Highway was an experience , the village road was another one. The sight of a kid running after our bike chaising us in ecstasy was a sight i'll probably never forget. Being from Northern part of the country and never having seen poverty of this magnitutde I was moved. One of the things which KGP has given me is definitely the expansion in my horizon and outlook towards life. I have become more compassionate to say the least. But more about that later( In another blog... This blog is about the trip!)
After negotiating the tricky village roads we reached our destination. It is tough to describe how it looked like. I can use the cliched terms like serene, beautiful, peaceful, ecstatic but none of them quite describe the feeling that we got. But I'll make an attempt nonetheless.
In north the rivers flow fast cause its the place where they originate. This one was a pleasant change for me. It was slow, serene, green, with cold water. Me and Dudani played with the riverwater for a while. Then, moments were spent in silence , reflecting upon ...lots of things actually. Moments such as those are hard to come by these days in our busy lives and were definitely cherished!!
Then Dudani started talking to one of the local farmers... About what all crops he grew.. Why the water in the river was less.. The name of the village( Krishna Nagar)... and all silly questions that he is so very capable of coming up with!!
After having washed his face in the cool water of the river Dudani decided that it was time to go back. We called up Reshmi and told her what we were upto!
After exchanging our expert comments about the site we decided to return with a promise to come back for a longer time and with our group of friends. The explorer in us was thrilled to the core.
After having deply engrossed in the college life especially after the First year this came as a very pleasant break. The experience was a spiritually and mentally refreshing. The resolves about what I gotta do in life are stronger than ever. I am confident of my aims and aspirations... You can wonder what correlation this has to our trip.. But only I know!
And Dudani, well if there is something that KGP has given me and that I'll never forget, its my friends and Dudani tops the list. When I look at him I someday think what would life be without him. Then I think kuch to kar hi lengey. On second thoughts kya karengey yaar!

Monday, January 23, 2006

For me each SF since my first year has been a unique experience. The first one, undoubtedly shall remain the most memorable one.
As an accomodation team volunteer I had the first tryst with SF. The experience was a great one as a first year. But as a volunteer, well I really did not enjoy carrying matresses and blankets.
Also, it was the time when i first had 'healthy interaction' with my seniors. The interaction was a learning experience. Being caught by the seniors at the control tent all alone as a dutiful volunteer, on the last night of SF, all seniors (including girls) were generous to interact with me and play OP-OP with me. My batch mates from SN smiled at me, I am sure they were jealous of me having fun all alone.
This reminds me of our beloved Kundan, who talked and proposed,to more girls than he ever did in his entire life,ever this SF. I am sure that he would love to play OP-OP in future ,whenever he gets a chance. On a more serious note it was great fun to be with him. The first pic in this blog is his.
Yo Kundan!

Last SF was... Well being a core team member of Kshitij I had lil time for SF. but we had fun nonetheless.
This time aound it was all about old friends (Read Dudani). We guys had great fun. The icing on the cake was the last night again. We guys had great fun thanks to the GR team and specail thanks to Kashi for his sweet guest appearance!!!

After a few hours spent at Veggies we decided to check out Gymkhana top (All outrageous ideas like this seem to stem from the 'chandaal khopdi' of Ms. u know who...) at 3 am in the morning. A few horror stories later ( Kundan's story was a horror one and Choumou's was... a horrifying one :P) we decided that it was time to go back.
All of us i guess were reluctant to leave though.
Upon reaching Sn, Choumou ,who had run out of his sutta supply, and me decided to go to Cheddis. Every one else decided to join.
Before we realised the beautiful morning Sun was out. a few photographs later we reached SN again. Ms You-Know-Who proposed the idea of a trip to ninety degrees. It was seconded by Eisha and others. Soon we were all busy arranging cycles for our trip.
The trip was great fun. The best part being the PJ jugalbandi and Choumou's GPL. Eisha seemed to enjoy the most. We could all see the adventurer in her. Some of her ideas were great. The pictures taken towards the end were all courtesy her... ( though it disappointed Choumou a lot. Moral of the story is never go out with Choumou's sans his supply of sutta. Its better to have Choumou with a burning sutta rather than a burning hot temper!). These pictures were great specially the one which I titled as "Crossroad"... thanks once again to her.
Time for me to shut up and the Photos to speak for themselves!