Good Old Days !!!!

As I mentioned earlier, there have been few people around me without whom, I would never be what I am.

Today morning after seeing old pics of college days, reminded me of those lovely friends and those memorable days we spent together, those days of fun, masti, study and adventure. There used to be so many things happening within a day that felt like a day was more than just 24 hours. There was no limit to what we did, there was always a positive attitude towards doing anything big and bigger, it was like a person comes out with an idea and the entire class would come ahead and support it.

We have done as crazy things as changing desktop backgrounds to some ones pic in the class, editing someone’s photo and keeping it on library cupboards, to playing road rash and eating lunches in the practicals, taking weird photos of students sleeping in the class while lecture is on, enacting a professor’s English accent with special hand movements and gestures, enacting the way they react to situations with their own special tones and sounds (mch mch) and imagine we did not even spare a lab assistant whose reactions were always of “A Computer about to crash”, u ask him 3-4 questions together n he will faint then n there…(there were many such incidents that took place)
All these little things happened 24 x 7 and got smile and laughter on our faces and kept us alive and jovial through all the studies, assignments, practicals, journals, print-outs mid-terms, vivas, main exams….

Amidst all these, we did had something running back of our minds when we were in our final year, that this is going to be the last year we all will be spending together and our paths may be separated from here on, so in order to preserve these strong bond of friendship that entire class shared, we celebrated big time.

We made t-shirts for ourselves, I still have the paper that has number of t-shirts owned by everyone (we got 97 t-shirts amongst 67 of us, with some buying more than 1 or so)…the t-shirt has a speciality of everyones name written on the back by siddharth in IT shape…and the front liner goes as “GOD IS REAL (unless declared integer).

After the 7th semester was over, we organized a trip to Goa for ourselves from 8th to 12th January. With 54 out of 67 coming in it, it was the tremendous response that we got,( as the other classes who went for the same got no more than 30 people going together. And this was bound to happen, because choosing one location for spending 4 best days of your life with 50 other people is not easy, specially when everyone has his/her own opinion on the same. But we managed it despite this), Despite the groups that we had amongst ourselves, we always behaved as one, we had plans for entire trip and all went fine on all the days, people enjoyed, had fun, some made a debut of their drinking life, enjoyed boat rides, life at beaches or rather beauties at beaches, then singing songs, screaming aloud while riding in the gypsy, teasing locales around, ridiculing people’s behaviour after they r down and out, I remember one of us sang “Signal pyar ka signal” and said he felt as if he was flying, then the other walking or rather trying to walk along a straight line just aside a swimming pool, then one trying to control the other two, one getting bruised meeting an accident after drinking, and few who did not drink had to run around beaches searching for lemon and salt for people vomiting around and in no control of themselves. Well apart from all these there were quite embarrassing events which I can think of, but it rather be in my thoughts…
And ya how can I not write about the controversial “CERTIFICATES”, well, we all had some unique quality in ourselves which we were famous for and in a sarcastic manner we put it on certificates and gave to all at the last day of the trip in train, as I mentioned in my previous blog ”Grandmother of DJIT” was given to Rutu Patel as she keeps on behaving like one, then “Outstanding student of the class” was given to one as he always to be late and stand outside class then “Most refreshing face” to one as she used to always look harrowed . And many more such funny and sarcastic titles, but some sarcastic tiltes went far and created controversies, which after discussions and arguments, was taken in right spirit.
But, ya those 4 days definitely made me see a different “me”.

Then came the final event of farewell which we had between vivas and exams, we partied at a hotel on one eve with dance, sing, games, Q an A round where we received one amazing answer from a person to a question he was asked, emotional speech, hugs, photos and drinks (hard and soft). I remember 2-3 of them nearly were down and out, out means literally out, sitting near the tree outside party hall and vomiting, and one making regular visits to the loo, and spending 20 mins vomiting. The party went till 1 in the night and finally some of us who were still there were requested to go home.

On the last day of our exam, we distributed photo of all of us together, which we had clicked earlier, where everyone is wearing DJIT T-shirt, I can still remember the expressions on everyone’s face when they came out and saw the photo given to them…the expressions were of happiness, a bit sad as this was the last day we all met, nostalgic reminding all good old days….

I personally, feel really proud of my class and those special events as I was a part not only organizing them but at the same time receiving trust from the entire class as I don’t think in today’s world, anyone would give you even a penny for a class event without trust!!!

OHH!! What days, what people, different mindsets, different background, different opinions but all came together as a strong force and bonded with love, care and affection for all!!!
Miss and love them all!!!!!!!!!!!