Run Lola Run… :)

I was working on an introductory paper on RFC 2616 (HTTP Protocol v1.1) today, and had my free iPod shuffle plugged in. I was on the verge of finishing the paper when it transitioned from MaahiVe (Kaante) to Tere Bina Zindagi (Aandhi).

I’ve listened to this song a thousand times, if not more. In fact I must have heard it at least twice yesterday night, and skipped a couple of times. But this was something different. I had a strange feeling. Then the dialogue between Sanjeev Kumar (SK) & Suchitra Sen (SS) came in:

SK: Suno Arti, ye jo phulon ki belen nazar aati hain na ye dar-asal
arabi main aayaten likhii hain. Inhe din ke vaqt dekhna
bilkul saaf nazar aati hain. Din ke Waqt ye saara paani se bharaa
rahataa hai. Din ke Waqt.. ye jo phuhaare hain…..
Suchitra Sen: Din ki baat kyun kar rahe ho. kahaan aa paauungi main din ke Waqt
SK: Ye jo chaand hai na ise raat main dekhnaa… Ye din mein nahi nikaltaa…
SS: ye to roj nikaltaa hogaa
SK: haan lekin kabhii kabhii amaavas aa jaati hai. Waise to amaavas 15 dinon
ki hoti hai lekin is baar bahut lambi thhii
SS: Nau baras lambi thhii naa..

(just a li’ll background. These two people were married, but one fine day, the lady leaves her husband to follow her father’s inheritance of politics. Nine years later, she visits the city for a political campaign and stays in the hotel where her husband is a manager. She goes the house for a dinner, following which both take a walk, this is when the song is played and a conversation takes place. Following is just part of it.)

…and Thud! Something hit me really hard. I don’t know what it was, or why! It just made me feel really.. helpless.
May be it was simply the excitement of finally finishing the paper coupled with an emotional line; or may be just a transition from a fast paced song (MaahiVe) to this one; or may be the story of Kashmir Singh, a prisoner of war, being released by Pakistan after 35 long years was still on my mind when Suchitra Sen reminds Sanjeev Kumar of their troubled relationship of 9 years…

…Or may be it was all. 🙂

Trust me. I am not at all being dramatic. The thought of a relationship floating in troubled waters for 9 long years just because two people couldn’t sort things out… despite being in love so strong that’d eventually survive a separation so long, send shivers in me.

Uh! What the hell! Who cares? Life goes on… Doesn’t it? 🙂

…or does it?

Anyhoo! You enjoy the song 🙂
The above written dialogue is at the beginning of the 3rd minute.

The Past One++ Month. Part-I.

I am writing this blog using Open Office on Ubuntu. I may blog on this lovely O/S sometime later but now I just want to utilise my time to write about the past one and half months.

The past one and half month has been Beautiful, Amazing, full of Inspiration, Frightening, Terrible, Dirty, Filthy……. all at the same time. In other words, this time has been a special chapter of “my life’s experiences”.

The time can be roughly divided into four categories:

  1. My 7th Sem Exams and …… Sine Die in my college.

  2. My vacation in Bhilai (with Chacha-Chachi) and Brajrajnagar (with Ma-Papa) 🙂

  3. ICDCIT ’05 – Second Edition (International Conference on Distributed Computing and Internet Technology) and NCSC ’05 (National Children’ Science Congress) back in college, at the end of december.

  4. And my remaining exam papers, that are continuing and will end on 19th (with all the expected and calculated Probabilty 🙂 )

I may not be able to complete it tonight so may be I’ll write it in parts.

It all began in the evening of 24th Nov ’05. We had our Computer Intelligence paper the next day and I was, with all my power and belief, trying to study. I received a call from Rohan and came to know, though not immediately (typical Rohan 😀 ), about the crap going on in the hostel (i don’t stay in hostel).

 

At a later stage, all hell broke loose and there was a bloody mess was created, involving the 2nd year and final year batches. The worst part – It happened in the presence of our respected Chancellor. And it all happened because of a few handful “heroes”.

 

There is no point describing everything but yes, I was in a fix when I heard it. I am a final year guy and there are so many 2nd year guys whom I love as much I love my younger Bro. I tried to be kept updated…. thanks to the cellphones.

Sometime after 3 am, we got the news that the police had to interrupt and the SP has declared SINE DIE. We were shocked.

Both the batches were asked to vacate the hostel by 6 am. And our exam was, quite apparently, POSTPONED INDEFINITELY.

Anyways, my main concern were my bachcha log. The irony was that they were driven out of the hostel because of a clash with the “final year” and now they were with me, a “final year guy”.

I guess then that, in general, it’s not the people that are the root of the trouble, it’s just a handful enlightened souls.

 

So, finally it was all over and everyone, by the end of the evening, deserted me back here in Bhubaneswar. I was bloody left alone, except Anu, whom I could not meet because her exams were still in progress.

The best part………….. We had ICDCIT, NCSC, and Youth Parliament approaching, and our entry in the campus was prohibited. We were not allowed to enter our own campus, for so called security reasons. :((

Anyways, there was not much left to do in Bhubaneswar, plus I had developed back ache because of spending long hours in front of my computer………… and I desperately needed a break. So, I left for Bhilai. I have a lot of relatives in Bhilai but the main reason for my visit has always been my Chachu and Chachi :). ……………… I love you both 🙂

 

 

Now, I need to take a break. I have my next paper on 17th and I must pass the exams if I don’t want to be driven out of my home ;). I’ll Update the rest later.