Collateral Damage( vol.1)
Quad Damage!!!!! .....was a very deep voice that usually threatened your existence in the virtual world of Quake III .....well to be honest I had an oppurtunity to skirmish around this virtual world fighting all virtual nerds in the very real world of Bhai's computer. Confused!!!! Who is Bhai???? !! Well ..that sucks!!! if you don't know who "Bhai " is , then I guess "You" are not that important enough to read this blog.I still visualize and cherish the days that flew by me since the day when I first arrived at the Bonabas Hostel at Burdwan. Mixed emotions and lack of knowledge about the outside world made their existence felt in the very first day. Intermingling with my so called new "friends" was a skeptical experience for me.
The very first kid that I came across was our beloved Tamonash Aditya who later became the famous "Adinath" in the Class of 2006. "Class"...huh!!! yeah in every perspective you look at it.
met Adi at the very train in which we were travelling towards a common destination, a destination that neither had its odds nor its ends.
After arriving at the institute I came to know that the bus had already left for the hostel loaded with newbies who had dream in their eyes and will in their hearts. Little did they realize that the days ahead are really gonna be tough.
"when going gets tough , the tough gets going." is what I had learnt form Boyzone. For the first time I came to see an infamous red-light district of the famous Burdwan as the rickshaw dribbled its way through the crowd of people on the streets swarming in an helter -skelter fashion. Little did I know that I'll be facing an even bigger mess at the hostel. When i reached the hostel , the first expression that i blurted out was "Holy Shit!!!".
I came across Partho Das next who seemed quite innocent to me........anyways later I realized that I was wrong. Finally when a fucked up room was allocated to me and to a fellow mate (Debottom)of mine I was totally drained out of energy and enthusiasm. Enthusiasm.....is what that should be rum-ming( i mean running) through our veins..... The next incident that happened with me was perhaps the most definng moment for me in the first day...... I was taken aback when I finally met with my roomie and the first words that he blurted out was an invitaion for a CIGARETTE!!!!! And my jaws dropped in wonder to find somebody of my similar age smoking right infront of me.....and to be honest this was what I saw for the very first time. I could never think of somebody of my age smoking a cigarette as I had not come across such an experience before. Too immature!!!!! for me.... anyways..... then I finally came across three blokes who became a part of my life later on....Somnath, Aashirbad, Krishnendu(Bhai). I was overjoyed to find somebody from my locality. But I was a bit skeptical about the other two. I found Bhai to be simple and humble , and Aashirbad to be a typical south calcutta being.
The day slowly strolled to the dusk , and it was the time for my parents to leave. I could understand the pain that my parents would get in leaving me for the very first time,but I remained hard and did not let my emotions flood me. The last glimps of my mother 's departing glance from the doorway (that led to the courtyard) gave me the sense of rude awakening...I am alone.....To put away such fear I started to intermingle with all those who did not seem to be cold about their emotions. And ads the dusk raced to the night I heard a sharp clangor.....that was the bell for D DINNER.......At the kitchen cum (don't take it into other sense) dining space we were greeted with a gloomy ambience , steel plates , boiled eggs and smashed potatoes.......(
the potatoes virtually looked like white hand grenades)........
..to be continued....
posted by Subhanil Chakrabarty. @ 9:48 AM
2 Comments:
Greeat Khub bhalo hoechhe ...aami sobai ke porar jonne scrap korcchii..the description about the first day can't be any better ..really great stuuff.........keep writing do continue with the journey ...great remembrance
wow...wana see the full edition..keep blogging..and please dnt forget to write our first meeting...me inmy room, a tiny cage, and mr subhanil chakrabarty came wearing an inside-out t-shirt and said "hi i am subhanil"...ans after a little bit of gupshup, said---u know my roommate smokes biri....i dnt knw what to do with that guy..am looking for a change of room...can u suggest me something...????? (and guys, u all knw they were roomates for the last 4 years!!!)
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