Hostel life is entertaining as well as a learning experience and i am grateful that i have had an oppurtunity to be in two different hostels which were entirely opposite and was totally fun.The one i want to write in this blog is about my second hostel where i met my soul sisters.When you first enter BVN you get a feeling of entering an old museum!!That builiding stands there from early stone age and so its nothing like a modern day hostel which has attached bathroom or even a washing machine...i wish to write about some gals who were totally of my frequency and are my soul sisters
Soul sister 1 Uma aka Ud: My room mate for three years,partner in crime (like the midnight charmuri snacks which was prepared from the onions and tomatoes exclusively stolen from the mess store room!!and man, it was delicious!!), painter,philosopher,my translator and extremely helpful...i have decided not to write the negative points about her as it will fill the whole blog!!!
Soul sister 2 Kripa aka krips aka rasika:My second room mate,sweet and emotional,radio of kannada songs,and apologizes for everything!! The first word which she spoke as a kid was sorry!!
Soul sister 3 Vaishali aka chotu:she was renamed chotu coz our floor had three more Vaishali's,soft spoken,confident and bold,i know her from old school coz we were together in pu.
Soul sister 4 Harini aka washer:The study worm,loves chikku milkshake,talkative,skinny and according to the doctor's prescription drinks junior horlicks...(please dont kill me next time i met u!!)
Soul sister 5 Poornima aka shapathi:"The official tubelight",and as her name suggests(the second one) she keeps on making stupid pacts which most of the time she never fulfills!!!
Our gang was most famous for 3 things:
-Picking up fights with warden
-Unusual birthday celebrations(every hostel has its own way of birthday celebrations and i guess other fellow hostelites will agree)
-Never entering the hostel before deadline(it was 7 and we usually went out at 6:30 and mostly it was in search of good food)
The friends you make in hostel are the ones which last for a life time!!
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
10 THINGS THAT MAKES ME HAPPY
1) A stomach hurting laugh(Includes terribly bad PJ's also)
2) Spending time with Family (Though now i badly need some time out of it!!!)
3) Shopping (definitely sets you in a good mood,provided you have loads of money in hand)
4) Chatting with friends..online/offline works anyhow
5) Riding my Dio (It brings back all good memories)
6) Occasional chocolate dad at Ideal's..i guess most of you will have to agree with me on that!!
7) Betting against a sports team my brother's are supporting :)
8) Bathroom singing - makes a bath incomplete without it
9) The monsoon season...simply love it
10) A good Nap
2) Spending time with Family (Though now i badly need some time out of it!!!)
3) Shopping (definitely sets you in a good mood,provided you have loads of money in hand)
4) Chatting with friends..online/offline works anyhow
5) Riding my Dio (It brings back all good memories)
6) Occasional chocolate dad at Ideal's..i guess most of you will have to agree with me on that!!
7) Betting against a sports team my brother's are supporting :)
8) Bathroom singing - makes a bath incomplete without it
9) The monsoon season...simply love it
10) A good Nap
Sunday, May 10, 2009
JOURNEY CONTINUES
12th March 2008 :We reach our destination Kuvempu University.As we get down from the bus we realize that the surrounding is not that typical serene village atmosphere but rather the opposite! We find people staring at us as though we are animals from zoo.I do understand that this response is due to the outfits we are wearing (jeans and tee,it was a journey and we wore what we felt most comfortable in).Later i did realize that it was not the outfit but it was like a hobby for them to stare, irrespective of whatever clothes you wear!!!.So Dillu calls up Dr.V and he escorts us to our allotted rooms and we all freshen up and then move to have dinner,i have decided not to comment on food!!!(Appu please do that for me!). After we chit chat and meet few old college mates who generously provide us with fresh water from their hostel aquaguard.End of an exhaustive day, we retire to bed.
13th March:We walk to the destined hall where the opening ceremony is to be held and get welcomed by gentle morning breeze,beautiful trees and lovely animal statues..the campus is one delightful place for a nature lover.On arriving at that place we realize there is no reception desk!!
Some how we manage to enquire and register and have something called "breakfast" and head to auditorium where the inaugural is to take place..which by the way is delayed for two hours,in the meantime to pass our time we start messaging,calling,irritating and of course sight seeing(refers to good looking Homo Sapiens of the opposite gender,though it was a major disappointment but the guys did have a better choices!),so after the inaugural,we get to know the proceeding for the day and realize that some of us had to present poster on same day and others the next.The day continues with series of seminar majority of which we literally slept through!! In the evening we help our pals in setting their posters.Then the meaningless conversation takes place...explaining a poster to a overenthusiastic(some egomaniacs) and some people who just want to irritate the speaker!! At the end of the day,we take a trip round campus head to rooms and look forward to the next day!
14th March:The morning an irritated Asaf comes up to us and says"The next time i stay around i will definitely make sure i don't share a room with a guy of my caste..though i don't mind if its a girl!!(This person was a rigid religious person who caught him listening to music at time of prayer!! and gave him bit of advice)..though he agreed to go for prayer at noon.Seminars over poured that day and that day all of us finish with poster presentation and later we go to the only sane bakery there to relish on something,later that night pre-"dinner" we enjoy a game of dumb charades.One thing i wish to mention here..the staple food of the university is drumstick,because whatever is prepared here has its origin in it.Post dinner we walk towards our stay place singing out loud the songs of Shaan,KK,all bharish ones etc on the empty campus road!!!
15th March:I call this day as the Quest to find good food day! Morning after insufficient food,we in desperation start our quest for food(the bakery opens at 11:30)and this left us with only one choice but search a good place to eat..We get a place and order puffs and that turns out to be a wrong decision coz as soon as Dillu bites it some sticky slime just oozes out of it like mucus or i don't even know what that was!! It was one expression worth remembering..so we walk and walk in search of food and find out that the bakery has opened.Thank God! but they didn't finish with baking so we wait and wait and wait..in the meantime we do have this crowd having no etiquette,only gaping at us..we have the divine food and sent off to listen to the endless lecture series..
and it gets over in the evening and we get our much deserved certificate!!! and we are glad that we get to go back to home sweet home,for most of us it was like a bad experience but i guess it did have the plus point like Melintonia on Star fish,Aysha Banu! :)
13th March:We walk to the destined hall where the opening ceremony is to be held and get welcomed by gentle morning breeze,beautiful trees and lovely animal statues..the campus is one delightful place for a nature lover.On arriving at that place we realize there is no reception desk!!
Some how we manage to enquire and register and have something called "breakfast" and head to auditorium where the inaugural is to take place..which by the way is delayed for two hours,in the meantime to pass our time we start messaging,calling,irritating and of course sight seeing(refers to good looking Homo Sapiens of the opposite gender,though it was a major disappointment but the guys did have a better choices!),so after the inaugural,we get to know the proceeding for the day and realize that some of us had to present poster on same day and others the next.The day continues with series of seminar majority of which we literally slept through!! In the evening we help our pals in setting their posters.Then the meaningless conversation takes place...explaining a poster to a overenthusiastic(some egomaniacs) and some people who just want to irritate the speaker!! At the end of the day,we take a trip round campus head to rooms and look forward to the next day!
14th March:The morning an irritated Asaf comes up to us and says"The next time i stay around i will definitely make sure i don't share a room with a guy of my caste..though i don't mind if its a girl!!(This person was a rigid religious person who caught him listening to music at time of prayer!! and gave him bit of advice)..though he agreed to go for prayer at noon.Seminars over poured that day and that day all of us finish with poster presentation and later we go to the only sane bakery there to relish on something,later that night pre-"dinner" we enjoy a game of dumb charades.One thing i wish to mention here..the staple food of the university is drumstick,because whatever is prepared here has its origin in it.Post dinner we walk towards our stay place singing out loud the songs of Shaan,KK,all bharish ones etc on the empty campus road!!!
15th March:I call this day as the Quest to find good food day! Morning after insufficient food,we in desperation start our quest for food(the bakery opens at 11:30)and this left us with only one choice but search a good place to eat..We get a place and order puffs and that turns out to be a wrong decision coz as soon as Dillu bites it some sticky slime just oozes out of it like mucus or i don't even know what that was!! It was one expression worth remembering..so we walk and walk in search of food and find out that the bakery has opened.Thank God! but they didn't finish with baking so we wait and wait and wait..in the meantime we do have this crowd having no etiquette,only gaping at us..we have the divine food and sent off to listen to the endless lecture series..
and it gets over in the evening and we get our much deserved certificate!!! and we are glad that we get to go back to home sweet home,for most of us it was like a bad experience but i guess it did have the plus point like Melintonia on Star fish,Aysha Banu! :)
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
KUVEMPU EXPERIENCE-1
Words can speak loud but action louder,and some acts can bring out the best experiences of one's life. One experience which i and 15 fellow mates share is the Kuvempu one.I still have the vivid experience of that visit.It was March 2008, when we were asked by our estimable lecturers to go and put up a poster presentation.It was a three day programme and there was going to be series of talks covering major areas of ecology,biotechnology and what not! For us, at that point of time it was the most deserving break from strenuous projects (least we thought that way).
So on the destined day 12th March,our journey towards Shimoga began...we wait for our friends in the bus stop and suddenly from nowhere this conductor guy comes out,holds on to our bags and puts them in the crowded moving bus and we are left with no option but to climb the bus.Appu and Dillu manage to get the front row ladies seat while i and Jos get stuck to the seats opposite to the driver and people please take my advice on this one-that on long journey(more than 1 hr)never ever sit there due to the following reasons:
1) After two hours,the engine of the bus gets all heated up and if you decide to wear fancy shoes(rather than the Bata! ones),your legs start to burn in that terrible heat!!! I am not making this up its really true..
2) When you are damn tired of the summer heat and decide to give rest to your spinal chord,you find yourself leaning towards the three horizontal bars rather than comfort of the backrest.
3)The drunkards and chain smokers decide that they need a view of nature at its best and so they land up next to the drivers seat.(and to that point Jos said that she will pray that the man gets out of the bus soon,coz at that time i was acting like the dog who puts up its face out of window to get fresh air)
4)The cleaner doesn't hesitate to make a pass at you.
So after 5-6 hrs of dreadful journey,we are totally exhausted and decide to grab a bite until our friends catch up.(Since they were in the next bus) and we order something from menu and wash our faces to find out that the water there actually had more oil than all our faces combined.
After our brain gets sufficiently pumped with glucose,we reach the main bus stop and find our long lost friends arriving and after asking how their journey was and other stories we realised that we have to catch a bus to go to university which is one hour journey.We do get to see the beautiful Shimogan donkeys and pigs..we finally board into a bus and this by far i describe it as the" best bus journey of my life!!"
From the place we come from Mangalore,the capacity of the bus is normally say 50..but this ultra strong buses of Shimoga can accommodate 150..not exaggerating! we get into the bus and it moves little say like 100 m and people swarm in like bees and there is the compressions and rarefractions(Newton's third law is very true in this case) and then we see this man getting inside from the drivers window coz he cant enter the normal way and to our astonishment he turned out to be the conductor!!!The bumpy ride gives us a full hand experience of life in Indian Village!!! In this whole scenario Ujju loses her purse(later finds it)..and finally we reach our destination : KUVEMPU UNIVERSITY
to be continued...
So on the destined day 12th March,our journey towards Shimoga began...we wait for our friends in the bus stop and suddenly from nowhere this conductor guy comes out,holds on to our bags and puts them in the crowded moving bus and we are left with no option but to climb the bus.Appu and Dillu manage to get the front row ladies seat while i and Jos get stuck to the seats opposite to the driver and people please take my advice on this one-that on long journey(more than 1 hr)never ever sit there due to the following reasons:
1) After two hours,the engine of the bus gets all heated up and if you decide to wear fancy shoes(rather than the Bata! ones),your legs start to burn in that terrible heat!!! I am not making this up its really true..
2) When you are damn tired of the summer heat and decide to give rest to your spinal chord,you find yourself leaning towards the three horizontal bars rather than comfort of the backrest.
3)The drunkards and chain smokers decide that they need a view of nature at its best and so they land up next to the drivers seat.(and to that point Jos said that she will pray that the man gets out of the bus soon,coz at that time i was acting like the dog who puts up its face out of window to get fresh air)
4)The cleaner doesn't hesitate to make a pass at you.
So after 5-6 hrs of dreadful journey,we are totally exhausted and decide to grab a bite until our friends catch up.(Since they were in the next bus) and we order something from menu and wash our faces to find out that the water there actually had more oil than all our faces combined.
After our brain gets sufficiently pumped with glucose,we reach the main bus stop and find our long lost friends arriving and after asking how their journey was and other stories we realised that we have to catch a bus to go to university which is one hour journey.We do get to see the beautiful Shimogan donkeys and pigs..we finally board into a bus and this by far i describe it as the" best bus journey of my life!!"
From the place we come from Mangalore,the capacity of the bus is normally say 50..but this ultra strong buses of Shimoga can accommodate 150..not exaggerating! we get into the bus and it moves little say like 100 m and people swarm in like bees and there is the compressions and rarefractions(Newton's third law is very true in this case) and then we see this man getting inside from the drivers window coz he cant enter the normal way and to our astonishment he turned out to be the conductor!!!The bumpy ride gives us a full hand experience of life in Indian Village!!! In this whole scenario Ujju loses her purse(later finds it)..and finally we reach our destination : KUVEMPU UNIVERSITY
to be continued...
Friday, April 24, 2009
SEETHANNA
Most of the students from my college have spent their time at this place than they actually did in their classroom. Well, technically, for those who aren't aware of Seethanna's place (more like a shop on wheels), its the joint outside our college where people enjoy the Chaats with chats. Although in the beginning of my academic year, the idea of eating at that place used to scare me..not that i have some phobia..its just that i know the limitation of my immune system and usually eating at such joints make me visit the 'holy place' like 4-5 times at night and that can lead to lot of ATP loss!! So may be i did try avoiding it as much as i could..but my friends were persistent, so i was left with no other option but to eat at that place..i guess the first two times were the hardest coz of the visits, but then i guess my stomach got used to it .
There are many incidents i wish to share about the place but will hang to this particular one. This occurred in the second semester, after a tiresome practical, as we literally dragged our legs
to the class, i asked Jos if we could grab a bite(seriously folks standing long hours in lab can really make u hungry!!!) and Jos on top of her voice just screamed that all are invited to join us at Seethannas (provided its self pay- though she didn't mention that it was understood ) and to our surprise 24 of them showed up..(cum'on for a bunch of exhausted people who just thing of reaching home at the earliest ,24 was not a bad number, I do consider this as one of Jos's accomplishment).
At times Seethanna turned to be a place of memory boost ups..like you see your friends holding a book/apron and suddenly realize you had to go to library to pick up a book which was applied in the morning or take the apron for wash on weekend and it was a place to share ideas, food-though in the rotation of your passing if it crossed Ravi,Saran u may not have anything left! (and i know they wont even deny it). Sometimes it was the place where we sat till the sunset and had long chats till the moon rised, just sat and waved to a walking friend or Smitha Ma'am going home in her car.
The guy who served us, Melvin (used to call him uncle when he didn't respond to his name) even gave us his wedding card at one visit, though unfortunately we couldn't go. Then there was this other stall just next to it and one day i just asked my friends when we could actually go and try food over the other place.To that Saran replied quite casually that it would never be possible until Melvin's alive!! and i guess that was partly true coz we were this guys regulars and he would have never let us go..
There are many incidents i wish to share about the place but will hang to this particular one. This occurred in the second semester, after a tiresome practical, as we literally dragged our legs
to the class, i asked Jos if we could grab a bite(seriously folks standing long hours in lab can really make u hungry!!!) and Jos on top of her voice just screamed that all are invited to join us at Seethannas (provided its self pay- though she didn't mention that it was understood ) and to our surprise 24 of them showed up..(cum'on for a bunch of exhausted people who just thing of reaching home at the earliest ,24 was not a bad number, I do consider this as one of Jos's accomplishment).
At times Seethanna turned to be a place of memory boost ups..like you see your friends holding a book/apron and suddenly realize you had to go to library to pick up a book which was applied in the morning or take the apron for wash on weekend and it was a place to share ideas, food-though in the rotation of your passing if it crossed Ravi,Saran u may not have anything left! (and i know they wont even deny it). Sometimes it was the place where we sat till the sunset and had long chats till the moon rised, just sat and waved to a walking friend or Smitha Ma'am going home in her car.
The guy who served us, Melvin (used to call him uncle when he didn't respond to his name) even gave us his wedding card at one visit, though unfortunately we couldn't go. Then there was this other stall just next to it and one day i just asked my friends when we could actually go and try food over the other place.To that Saran replied quite casually that it would never be possible until Melvin's alive!! and i guess that was partly true coz we were this guys regulars and he would have never let us go..
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
UNUSUAL NICKNAMES
Names! its a way for people to identify you..so whats so special about names? People do have different opinions but i would rather say names are just names there is nothing unusual about them (though it might have sentimental value). But nicknames, well there are several stories behind nicknames. As I was going through my mobile contacts yesterday, an idea to explore into some of the popular and unusual nicknames of my class of '08 occurred to me.
This is from my point of view..so in case i miss out any of the nicknames..folks you are free to share that valuable information with me! My class had 30 wonderful people.Some names were quite obvious like Aparna was Appu,Chandini was Chandu,Dilna was Dillu..so there by giving a lineage of names such as Hari, Deepu, Lavi, Jos, Jenny, Suppi, Sush, Rin, Ujju and Swats. Some people were better known by their surname than their actual name; like Malli, Baliga, Kamath, Huller and others whose second name were given more importance like Judy, Kokilla(not many used it though). Some had their names modified like Seemanna, Krish(named after Indian Superhero!!!) while some names were surprising like Navya (cum'on that's true!! Kaveri till one and a half years we never knew your name was Navya!!). Some had melodious name like Niiiisssshhhhaaa.
Some had their names derived from the place they belonged like Dharwad Yemmeh(Ravi), others their favourite colour like Pinkie (Saran) , from Micro practicals Mestri (ya tats me..see i am making fun of all), some from animal bt like Adopted son(sorry Asaf), names like Kaka(Rahul) have originated by some stories created by boys(though i thought it was named after football player),then there is Jaz..She even had a junior named after her junior jasmine!! and finally one name whose origin is from cinemas all time villain cum hero Don(praj)..but one thing i never understood why people called him that cum'on folks he is scared of heights, waves,blood, cockroaches and i dunno what else!!!So ultimately my conclusion names
might be important but nicknames last for a lifetime!!!
This is from my point of view..so in case i miss out any of the nicknames..folks you are free to share that valuable information with me! My class had 30 wonderful people.Some names were quite obvious like Aparna was Appu,Chandini was Chandu,Dilna was Dillu..so there by giving a lineage of names such as Hari, Deepu, Lavi, Jos, Jenny, Suppi, Sush, Rin, Ujju and Swats. Some people were better known by their surname than their actual name; like Malli, Baliga, Kamath, Huller and others whose second name were given more importance like Judy, Kokilla(not many used it though). Some had their names modified like Seemanna, Krish(named after Indian Superhero!!!) while some names were surprising like Navya (cum'on that's true!! Kaveri till one and a half years we never knew your name was Navya!!). Some had melodious name like Niiiisssshhhhaaa.
Some had their names derived from the place they belonged like Dharwad Yemmeh(Ravi), others their favourite colour like Pinkie (Saran) , from Micro practicals Mestri (ya tats me..see i am making fun of all), some from animal bt like Adopted son(sorry Asaf), names like Kaka(Rahul) have originated by some stories created by boys(though i thought it was named after football player),then there is Jaz..She even had a junior named after her junior jasmine!! and finally one name whose origin is from cinemas all time villain cum hero Don(praj)..but one thing i never understood why people called him that cum'on folks he is scared of heights, waves,blood, cockroaches and i dunno what else!!!So ultimately my conclusion names
might be important but nicknames last for a lifetime!!!
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
MY FIRST BLOG-AN ODE TO MY PALS
On a recent trip to Chennai,i was asked by an aunt of mine,what my hobbies were..i kept wondering on what i should say..this really made me think on what i really love to do(my friends would definitely say its talking but folks its not categorized as a hobby).Well,it then struck me, why not do something which i value the most...Memories..Yes..that's it, i start my own blog (coz writing diary can be pretty boring!!). So my first blog is dedicated to my MSc pals for making my two years the most wonderful experience and people you are free to comment on anything(i needn't mention that though)
I guess all of you will agree that MSc years have influenced a lot on who we have turned out to be..and part of this i attribute to my friends.To begin with, Jos my best friend,a soul friend,who can understand what i want to say without me actually saying it!!(i am not joking its true!) We share similar ideas and get along so well that many of our seniors actually though that we were related to each other...Appu,a genuine sweet person,who always believes in potential of her friends..sometimes i actually feel that she has more confidence in me than i do in myself!...Adopted Son..he's more on the innocent side..people always think that he is a very quiet person..but his close friends know its not at all like that..once he starts talking he wont stop!!..Pinki..is a prankster with brain..in other words, he has got a great sense of humour, and is able to make you laugh when you are trying hard to be serious..Dillu, loses temper at almost anything..but cools down at the same rate..quite determined and isnt bothered about about petty things..and lastly Kutti..though much much younger than us,he has always made sure that he successfully irritates us!!!
If it weren't for these people i wouldn't have enjoyed my life to this extent!!!
I guess all of you will agree that MSc years have influenced a lot on who we have turned out to be..and part of this i attribute to my friends.To begin with, Jos my best friend,a soul friend,who can understand what i want to say without me actually saying it!!(i am not joking its true!) We share similar ideas and get along so well that many of our seniors actually though that we were related to each other...Appu,a genuine sweet person,who always believes in potential of her friends..sometimes i actually feel that she has more confidence in me than i do in myself!...Adopted Son..he's more on the innocent side..people always think that he is a very quiet person..but his close friends know its not at all like that..once he starts talking he wont stop!!..Pinki..is a prankster with brain..in other words, he has got a great sense of humour, and is able to make you laugh when you are trying hard to be serious..Dillu, loses temper at almost anything..but cools down at the same rate..quite determined and isnt bothered about about petty things..and lastly Kutti..though much much younger than us,he has always made sure that he successfully irritates us!!!
If it weren't for these people i wouldn't have enjoyed my life to this extent!!!
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