The Bet

“The person who studies continuously for maximum time, wins.”

And the conditions:
1. they cannot make any phone calls, of course they can receive.

2. can go to toilet if needed but should not take much time.

3. have to go for breakfast, lunch and dinner together.

4. cannot gossip with other friends.

5. cannot ask for doubts twice, within twenty minutes.

6. should not close his eyes and say that he is thinking something.

7. cannot stare outside by saying that he is thinking.

8. can give a break in unforeseen circumstances.

And in the beginning all of the participants have to give twenty rupees each, and the person winning will take away the whole amount.

I, Bhamri, Pranjal and Jaspreet dared to bet. Jaspreet gave up after 12 hours of study, Pranjal after 17 and at last I and Bhamri decided to stop studying together and share the prize money..

So we studied no more than 17 hours, yet got 20 Rs. each.


Another bet with Uday is really killing me. If I attend a class and he don’t then he will buy me a cold drink, and if he attends a class and I don’t then I have to pay for his cold drink. In case both of us attends a class or neither of us attends a class then no cold drinks. So every class costs us seven rupees.

Lets see how long it goes.

blood donation camp

I donated my precious 300ml of pure blood (B+).

have a look

Fashion Show

Today was the end of Zaphaer (intra college function). It concluded with treasure hunt, karaoke, dance competition, tale of two tunes and fashion show. So it was a very busy day.

There is nothing to mention about treasure hunt. My group didn’t win, but at least we came in the first forty teams.

Aditya is the hero of karaoke. All of we friends gathered in auditorium to cheer up Adi and group. They were awesome, really good. The song was ‘Channa Ve Ghar Aaja Ve…’. The only team which could have defeated us was GH3. Shaoni and group were too good. They were perfect, and in between we were confused if they are playing the original song.

But as usual the prizes were already fixed. Our hostel didn’t get even the third prize,

Same was the case with the dance competition, our hostel was awesome and all admitted it, yet we were not given any prize. Abhinav, a good friend of mine was also dancing and he was the best in his expressions and he danced very well. Soumya deep too showed his ‘jalwa’ on stage. Both of them performed well.

The last part of Zaphaer was the fashion show, and our hostel was the last to present it. All the participants were too good. We never expected that the competition will be so tough. The GH1 girls were definitely No.1.

From our hostel, me, Lokesh, Gaurav, Bhamri, Adi, Ashok, Dhruv, Soumyadeep, Avinash, Pranjal, Prannoy, and Punnet took part. Punnet did compering and rests all ramp walk.

I have decided the dresses. It was nothing special, I used what ever we had, and nothing on rent or new purchase. The presentation style was by Adi, he had done modeling before and he is well aware about it.

The tattoo expert, Jazzy, designed and painted awesome tattoos on Bhamri and Adi’s body. I painted Soumya’s t-shirt, and me and Lokesh painted the flag which was carried by Prannoy and Pranjal.

Ours was a nice presentation, yet we didn’t get any prize. I came to know that we were fourth, (ours was 59 points and the third was 61 and no one in between). This too was unfair in my point of view. Gh2 girls were not better than us, yet they got a prize. And the third prize winner ‘boy’s hostel 2’, they looked more like they are participating in a fancy dress competition.

Yet it was a great experience, we all enjoyed it. It was fun and I have few good memories to cherish later, in the form of some videos and photos.

But at least I got a third prize in ‘Sound of Silence’, in which one has to give his own dialogues for some movie clips.

Face painting

Days are going fine. Today was the face painting competition. It was exciting, although I didn’t get any prize. My model was Pranjal. Last night I had painted his face with poster colors, and made him look like a monster. This was just for practice but Pranjal had different plans.

At night, when the painting was completed, Pranjal thought of making someone afraid.

All of our friends were sleeping with their rooms locked. By chance Soumyadeep had left his door open. He was really unlucky. Pranjal slowly went to his room; Soumya was in sound sleep.

Pranjal opened Soumya’s both eyes forcefully, and then there was a huge cry. Oh God! It was pathetic. He literally cried and carried such expressions which we had never seen before. He was too much afraid. I interrupted other wise he would have fainted. This was crazy; Pranjal and I couldn’t control our laughter for hours.

The time was around 4a.m. We had one more theme to paint, but both of us were tired. So we slept. At 10a.m. we started again. This one was also good and we decided to finalize it for the competition.

The competition was organized in girls dining hall. On reaching there we came to know that any number of teams can participate form each hostel. Doesn’t matter, at least we were there. Then the next surprise, we were a given a theme there... Oh, what a shit! I didn’t know it was on the spot.

The theme was nature. Thank God it was not much difficult. I planned the concept and started painting. Every thing went fine.

While I was painting I heard some comments, may be from seniors, “At least this time juniors are going to win”, and may be pointing towards me. Some others too praised my face painting and said mine was the best. That of course brought a smile on both of ours face.

Everyone finished and then was the time to judge. I looked at the other participants. All were good and colorful. But I felt that we had a fairer chance, at least a third prize.

The respected judge judged too fast, she didn’t take even a minute. God! It was horrible. She didn’t even look at Pranjal for more than three seconds. Mind you three, not even four. Same was the case with others. There were no less then 10 contestant, and a minute? But she was the judge.

So the first second and the third prizes were announced and we were not there. We lost it.
Doesn’t matter much, I was happy as I had done well. May be the winners had done better.

Pranjal was bit frustrated, and said “It’s of no use, the prizes are already planned, it is fixed. There is nothing we can do about it”. “Alright, calm down.” said I; but I knew that it was unfair. You would have believed me if you were there.

At last what matters is that you participated, tried and you are happy.

the poster incident

This incident was a sudden idea. We planned it last night and executed it the very next day.

Bhamri, Uday and I were studying together in night. We had had our dinner at 8pm, so by midnight our stomach asked for some food. We were really hungry and there was nothing to eat, no Maggie, no soup, not even a biscuit packet!

We all got frustrated, and then Bhamri started telling about his friends life in IIT Delhi; they can come out of there hostel any time and there are 24 hrs cafeteria and ‘dhabaas’; and in our college we can’t come out from our hostel after 10:30p.m.(now its 11 pm) and even if it is allowed , whats’ the use? We don’t even have a 12 hrs cafeteria.

The campus was little boring that time which added up our frustration and we decided to protest.
We thought of making a poster, mentioning our problems and get it signed by as many students as possible.

So I made the poster. It looked attractive, and it had all our problems written with the important ones highlighted. In the beginning, Uday and Puneet were trying to understand us that nothing would change by this and the posters would be torn away by the teachers, but on seeing our determination they too joined us.

Next morning we went to many of our friends’ room and took their signatures, so that when we display the poster, it already had about 20 signatures.

The most common place for juniors as well as seniors is coffee shop. So at about 5a.m. we pasted the poster there, and below it 5-6 blank pages for getting it signed.

At about 8 in the morning, I, Bhamri and Uday were sitting at the coffee shop to see no body tore the poster.

The first one to see it was not a student, but Mr. Srinivas and Mrs. Meenal Kaushik, our thermodynamics and biology professors respectively. They noticed it and asked us who had put it. We raised our hand. They talked among themselves for a while and then discussed the points in the poster with us.

Srinivas Sir discouraged us, but our biology m’am agreed with some of our points. Soon the students started coming, all of them saw it, but none signed. May be they were getting late to there class. We too went to our class. When we returned we felt happy that there are some more signatures.

That day many teachers came there especially to see the poster. Srinivas Sir met me again in the cafeteria and he wished me best of luck. Some of the teachers were also supportive and were even willing to sign. The director of our college also came there to have a look at that poster.

The number of signatures increased as the day passed. But it was only juniors who had signed.

At the end of the day, we had nearly 400 signatures and 399 of them were of juniors. (It is a great number, in a total strength of nearly 1000 students.)

Next day we prepared a detailed report of our problem and thought of giving it to our Students Union President Master Hari Sudan, to pass it to the director. But the director himself called in for a meeting of all the juniors in lecture hall.


He is a very polite and good man; first of all he said that he was not involved in the campus for sometime as he was busy in arrangements for Prime Minister’s visit. So he was sorry for that.

Then he started telling about the poster.

He said that the poster was very nice and attractive, and he had no problem with the problems we mentioned. The only problem he had was with the way we put it. He said the concerned one should have come directly to him and said their problems.

He talked about it for some time and he said that he is not at all angry. And to promise that he will look into the matter seriously, he then and there it self changed the hostel timing form 10.30 pm to 11.00 pm.
We were happy;

Puneet read out the detailed draft in front of all and later handed it to the director.

There was also an open discussion about the problems between the students and the teachers.

Of course the seniors were not happy. But we talked to them, and made them understand that it was not to show that they are not doing anything but it was for our rights and after all they are the one whom we are going to follow.

So this was of course a daring step taken by Bhamri, Uday, Puneet and me along with other friends.

And I assure that all the demands and the problems were genuine and necessary to lead a normal college life.

trips

The first beach I visited with my friends in Goa was Baina Beach. It’s in Vasco-Da-Gama which is the nearest town from our campus. This beach is not for surfing or bathing, but only to enjoy the waves from far. That was the first and the last time we went there.

Next was Palelem. It is of course a very good beach, among the best beaches in Goa. We were around 15 friends, which made the trip even more interesting. The long journey of three and a half hours, had made us tired, but on seeing the beach, all our tiredness flew away. A sudden energy ran through out our body and all of us raced towards the beach with towels and swimming shorts.

We had a flying disc to play inside the water. After almost two hours inside the ocean, we saw two-three foreigners playing volley ball in the beach, they had a net and everything ready.

We challenged them for a match. None of us is a good volley ball player, yet for fun we did that. They called their friends and we were ready. The match was quite interesting as well as the conversation. Most of them were from Israel. We lost, 23-25, but gave them a good fight.

We had lunch in the nearby hotel, some seafoods and then back again in the water.

We were in no mood to go back, but we had no other choice, we had to reach our college by 8.30 pm.
All of us reached in time, but were left too tired and the very thought that we have to attend classes next morning were making us to die.

This journey was a great fun.

Next was Kalangoote Beach. This beach was familiar to me. I had already come to this beach with family when I was in tenth standard. People call it ‘queen of beaches’, and I think they are right. The waves are really high, and that time it was too much, sometimes water passed above our heads.

The trip to Kalangoote was more memorable than Palalem. The evening before going there, I, Lokesh, Soumyadeep and Ashok were in Panjim doing some shopping. We decided to hire two bikes, for 24 hrs. It was exciting, a Pulsar and a Libero. I drove the pulsar as I have it in my home. Soumyadeep was my pillion driver. Ashok was with Lokesh. So from Panjim we came back by bike.

At first we were in doubt whether the college main gate keeper would allow us to enter the campus with bike. But they allowed and we were inside. We roamed the entire campus with bike and then parked it in the garage near medical centre. Next early morning all of we friends left for Kalangoote.

Four persons were on bike and rest by bus.
On reaching Panjim , Pranjal took one more bike on rent and Prannoy joined him. So we were six on three bikes and the rest used bus. We reached Kalangoote and as I said earlier it was wonderful!

I remembered the place, the hotel in which I stayed the food shop and everything. But this time I was with my friends and on bike,
The joy of beach cannot be described much, the waves and the sun…it is left on the imagination of the readers.

While returning we stopped in between if we see anything good. Since we had bike we also visited Dauna -Paula. We returned the bike in Panjim and then returned back with other friends.

In between we were caught twice by traffic police. Once while we overtook on the bridge and second when he checked the license, (I had arranged for the license but it was only for car.) but the matter was settled on giving some money.

After the end of 1st semester, before going back to home, we visited Miamar beach, we didn’t have a bath there yet we enjoyed sight seeing...

And the last is Kolba beach, it was in the starting of 2nd semester. This beach is the longest beach in Goa, or may be in India. We had a rubber ball and we played some game inside the water.

As it was the beginning of the new semester, almost the entire campus was there. Classes were going to start, the next day.

Many other great beaches are still left to visit, and once they are completed then comes the churches and the temples.