The two lettered word which marked the starting of a revolution at BIT.Let me explain how..
LAN was a dream for which all BIT-ians were waiting for months and years…such severe excruciating anticipation & then finally one day their prayers took shape. LAN started working. It was the mark of our sadness as LAN was intra-hostel, our grand dream of high-speed internet took a head along dive and viruses flooded our computer system.
Then came along TSR with the gift, the bane; something which gave LAN a whole new meaning. It became an integral part of our life and the reason why “Communication Point” cant run its business of CD library half as fluently anymore.
DC++ evolved BIT-ians about the way they used to lead their lives. Free exchange of thoughts between girls and guys started taking place thanks to the annonymous chats.
Anything that happens in BIT would be flooded with the conversations of the same. Photos, videos, views and motives would be shared extensively without fear of getting spotted by the authorities and/ anybody at all…
Online friends were just a part of the game. People with whom your wavelength matches, people from whom you know you’ll get a certain movie, folks with whom you love playing those multiplayers, discussing issues or maybe just talk about simply LIFE, UNIVERSE AND EVERYTHING!
Eventually DC++ became just another addiction in BIT,ranking more than smoking and available more freely than booze.LOL. Addiction cause you’ll log onto it any chance you get & you’ll download any crap that you had dreamt and wanted on your computer,while the virus invades your computer freely and extensively.Simply, cause you don’t want to switch on the firewall and Kaspersky cant be updated daily thanks to the sucky download speed.
But still DC++ = Developing the computer more and more…and it rocks like HELL!!
Friday 15 June 2007
Log of a student : DREAM BIT v/s REALITY BIT
NORMAL WORKING DAY:
DREAM BIT:
I woke up today at 5:30 a.m. My roomy was already getting ready for the volleyball match starting at 6:00 a.m.(read: friendly match).I went to the attached bath for freshening up. We reached SC at 5:55a.m.;greet team players and start off.We swapped team mates and started off.The match was exhausting but the end makes it all worth the effort.Came back at 8:00 a.m.Went in for a bath. Nothing feels better than a hot water shower after a long exhaustive match. Went down-stairs for breakfast-rose milk, milkshake, chocolate shake, juices, fruits with whipped cream, eggs, ham, chicken sausages, chicken salami, nuggets, full cream milk, cornflakes. Chocos, sandwiches..made it quite an effort to choose from such a wide array of dishes. Class begins at 9.40 am; reached class at 9.30 parked my scooty at the student's parking lot and went in for class. Mr. Rupert came in for class, all of us were anxiously waiting for the new topic he was about to discuss (we had done our little home study to understand the subject better).no sooner than did the class start than it got over; we never seemed to realize when time past u by owing to the heat of the discussion being held in the class. The topic was so interesting that we were pretty much sad by the fact that the class got over. Me and Archie we decided to do further study about the same. Archie had to go back early so he said he'll do his own little studying from the course e-book available on LAN(as are all library books).I went to the library, the server showed that the copies were available & gave me a 3-d view of the location of the book. The book was just perfect for it contained A-Z of the topic I wanted to study. Came back to the hostel, had lunch-dal, rice & masala okra (trust me...tasted just like home food).Was so fresh when i reached for lab in the second half..12:50 to 5:00 p.m. Its just so amazing the way they conduct the labs.5:00 p.m. -the usual guitar practising lessons. Prof.MUSIC was waiting for his "DISCIPLES" to arrive. He taught us the guitar from scratch. Though he comes from an eastern music background but still he understands and appreciates all form of music. We left him unwillingly at 6:30 pm. Went to the OC at 7:00pm; chilled out over a few games came back at 8:30...dinner nothing special but tasted good.10-12: sever serious study time. Mr. Rupert’s such an amazing teacher, makes the subject so clear & easy to understand. I'm blessed to be in such a good college.
REALITY BIT:
Could barely get up.Finally pushed myself off the bed at 7.45 a.m. Went for freshening up but there was a huge queue. Went for breakfast at 7.55 a.m.-same bread & eggs every freaking day of the week; ran with that in hand for class, as I was the only one running late. Reached class at 8.10 a.m., the prof gave me a good piece of his mind & warned me. One of my pals got caught giving proxy. I was sleeping through 2periods and somehow no one woke me up for the 2nd class’s attendance so missed it. As it is that class is so boring that I already have low attendance in it even though the semesters barely begun. So hope I don’t get a F*.5classes in a row. What a pain! Went to canteen to have lunch because today’s mess food totally sucks (dal, rice & masala Okra).I have barely any cash left as it’s the end of the month. Went to the library for searching a book…as usual...Library was out of copies...and what made it even more difficult hunting, was the fact that the server had crashed.So I didn’t get the book but...found the book I was searching for in my last hunt. Lab started at 12.50 pm to 5.00pm..Oh! dear god..how did I ever survive that..eventually,lab got over..No where else to hang out I ended up in the canteen (again!).Then soon it was 6:30(in-time)...came back. Signed (the proof of us being prisoners in our high-fenced jail during the night-fall).went for a bath at 6.30 pm, no hot water geysers dysfunctional. Logged on to DC++, chatted with a few on-LAN pals...downloaded a movie after solving the crossword, Dinner was like EEKS!!!..Sometimes it makes me think why do we need to eat at al?!! 11.30pm and I remembered I need to write a lab.DAMN!! 1.00am –finally finished and I can crash so that I can make myself fit for enduring the torture in complete senses.God,I cant wait to pass out of this hell-hole.
A FEST DAY
DREAM BIT:
Today was a very hectic day. Got up pretty late.8.00 a.m. being precise but well then again I couldn’t have helped it, could I? Went to sleep at 2 a.m. thanks to the practice & preparation for the fest “SPHINCTER’07” which is about to take place today. Esskay helped me out in the rhythm’s…Esskay was on the leads, The One on the bass, Neuromancer on drums, Vocals-lioness and fallen angel, threedangers on associate leads, DQ on synth. Kept my fingers crossed all day long. We were performing “The Clairvoyant”, “Motopsycho”, “Bittersweet Symphony”, and “Moroccan Sunset” .Moroccan Sunset was something that gave me butterflies in the stomach all day long. Classes were suspended for the entire day due to the fest. We were supposed to meet again at 10 a.m. around to discuss the final matters of the fest. Everything was ready – The ground was cleared, the setting up of the stage was complete, the Bose speakers had been installed. The fest started rolling at 6 p.m. For sound check we had DJ-MC doing the honors. The crowd danced and swayed to their full to the tracks of Mojo, Mylo, Chemical Bros., Prodigy etc. Music show started at 8 p.m. The fresher band “Broken Arrow”, next up was “Jigsaw”, then it was us, “Purged”… The moment had arrived ...and we showed them well what had been cooking in the music studio for so long. The performance was a success. We could see the crowd raving mad. Next up was “TORSION”, the best band in BIT…What can I say about their performance apart from the fact that my shoulders are still aching from the extensive head-banging Up next were the dance performances. AMAZING!!! Hellishly scintillating steps and well chosen tracks. “Purged” in order to celebrate our grand success visited UNDERGROUND. Entered the hostel at 2.00 a.m. The show was a success, the day was a success. A day well spent. Now I can barely keep my eyes open, mostly because the voice at the back of my head is creating havoc asking me to go and crash. Anyway, all’s well that ends well.
REALITY BIT:
Today was “SPHINCTER’07”.What a waste!!! Had first 2 classes, as in till 9:40 a.m. Then the fest started at 11 a.m. under the scorching sun. Sound checks were so painful to bear and what made it worse was the fact that the sound was cracking. The music show started… what a relief!!! Jigsaw, TORSION etc. bands performance made the day bearable. Then followed the dances-not that they were not nice...but same tracks, same steps, same dancers… Soon in-time kicked in. We were ushered back to the central country prison. Some DC++ing to discuss the events of the day followed by the completion of the journal & now its time to crash. Let’s see what excitement tomorrow beholds for us!
DREAM BIT:
I woke up today at 5:30 a.m. My roomy was already getting ready for the volleyball match starting at 6:00 a.m.(read: friendly match).I went to the attached bath for freshening up. We reached SC at 5:55a.m.;greet team players and start off.We swapped team mates and started off.The match was exhausting but the end makes it all worth the effort.Came back at 8:00 a.m.Went in for a bath. Nothing feels better than a hot water shower after a long exhaustive match. Went down-stairs for breakfast-rose milk, milkshake, chocolate shake, juices, fruits with whipped cream, eggs, ham, chicken sausages, chicken salami, nuggets, full cream milk, cornflakes. Chocos, sandwiches..made it quite an effort to choose from such a wide array of dishes. Class begins at 9.40 am; reached class at 9.30 parked my scooty at the student's parking lot and went in for class. Mr. Rupert came in for class, all of us were anxiously waiting for the new topic he was about to discuss (we had done our little home study to understand the subject better).no sooner than did the class start than it got over; we never seemed to realize when time past u by owing to the heat of the discussion being held in the class. The topic was so interesting that we were pretty much sad by the fact that the class got over. Me and Archie we decided to do further study about the same. Archie had to go back early so he said he'll do his own little studying from the course e-book available on LAN(as are all library books).I went to the library, the server showed that the copies were available & gave me a 3-d view of the location of the book. The book was just perfect for it contained A-Z of the topic I wanted to study. Came back to the hostel, had lunch-dal, rice & masala okra (trust me...tasted just like home food).Was so fresh when i reached for lab in the second half..12:50 to 5:00 p.m. Its just so amazing the way they conduct the labs.5:00 p.m. -the usual guitar practising lessons. Prof.MUSIC was waiting for his "DISCIPLES" to arrive. He taught us the guitar from scratch. Though he comes from an eastern music background but still he understands and appreciates all form of music. We left him unwillingly at 6:30 pm. Went to the OC at 7:00pm; chilled out over a few games came back at 8:30...dinner nothing special but tasted good.10-12: sever serious study time. Mr. Rupert’s such an amazing teacher, makes the subject so clear & easy to understand. I'm blessed to be in such a good college.
REALITY BIT:
Could barely get up.Finally pushed myself off the bed at 7.45 a.m. Went for freshening up but there was a huge queue. Went for breakfast at 7.55 a.m.-same bread & eggs every freaking day of the week; ran with that in hand for class, as I was the only one running late. Reached class at 8.10 a.m., the prof gave me a good piece of his mind & warned me. One of my pals got caught giving proxy. I was sleeping through 2periods and somehow no one woke me up for the 2nd class’s attendance so missed it. As it is that class is so boring that I already have low attendance in it even though the semesters barely begun. So hope I don’t get a F*.5classes in a row. What a pain! Went to canteen to have lunch because today’s mess food totally sucks (dal, rice & masala Okra).I have barely any cash left as it’s the end of the month. Went to the library for searching a book…as usual...Library was out of copies...and what made it even more difficult hunting, was the fact that the server had crashed.So I didn’t get the book but...found the book I was searching for in my last hunt. Lab started at 12.50 pm to 5.00pm..Oh! dear god..how did I ever survive that..eventually,lab got over..No where else to hang out I ended up in the canteen (again!).Then soon it was 6:30(in-time)...came back. Signed (the proof of us being prisoners in our high-fenced jail during the night-fall).went for a bath at 6.30 pm, no hot water geysers dysfunctional. Logged on to DC++, chatted with a few on-LAN pals...downloaded a movie after solving the crossword, Dinner was like EEKS!!!..Sometimes it makes me think why do we need to eat at al?!! 11.30pm and I remembered I need to write a lab.DAMN!! 1.00am –finally finished and I can crash so that I can make myself fit for enduring the torture in complete senses.God,I cant wait to pass out of this hell-hole.
A FEST DAY
DREAM BIT:
Today was a very hectic day. Got up pretty late.8.00 a.m. being precise but well then again I couldn’t have helped it, could I? Went to sleep at 2 a.m. thanks to the practice & preparation for the fest “SPHINCTER’07” which is about to take place today. Esskay helped me out in the rhythm’s…Esskay was on the leads, The One on the bass, Neuromancer on drums, Vocals-lioness and fallen angel, threedangers on associate leads, DQ on synth. Kept my fingers crossed all day long. We were performing “The Clairvoyant”, “Motopsycho”, “Bittersweet Symphony”, and “Moroccan Sunset” .Moroccan Sunset was something that gave me butterflies in the stomach all day long. Classes were suspended for the entire day due to the fest. We were supposed to meet again at 10 a.m. around to discuss the final matters of the fest. Everything was ready – The ground was cleared, the setting up of the stage was complete, the Bose speakers had been installed. The fest started rolling at 6 p.m. For sound check we had DJ-MC doing the honors. The crowd danced and swayed to their full to the tracks of Mojo, Mylo, Chemical Bros., Prodigy etc. Music show started at 8 p.m. The fresher band “Broken Arrow”, next up was “Jigsaw”, then it was us, “Purged”… The moment had arrived ...and we showed them well what had been cooking in the music studio for so long. The performance was a success. We could see the crowd raving mad. Next up was “TORSION”, the best band in BIT…What can I say about their performance apart from the fact that my shoulders are still aching from the extensive head-banging Up next were the dance performances. AMAZING!!! Hellishly scintillating steps and well chosen tracks. “Purged” in order to celebrate our grand success visited UNDERGROUND. Entered the hostel at 2.00 a.m. The show was a success, the day was a success. A day well spent. Now I can barely keep my eyes open, mostly because the voice at the back of my head is creating havoc asking me to go and crash. Anyway, all’s well that ends well.
REALITY BIT:
Today was “SPHINCTER’07”.What a waste!!! Had first 2 classes, as in till 9:40 a.m. Then the fest started at 11 a.m. under the scorching sun. Sound checks were so painful to bear and what made it worse was the fact that the sound was cracking. The music show started… what a relief!!! Jigsaw, TORSION etc. bands performance made the day bearable. Then followed the dances-not that they were not nice...but same tracks, same steps, same dancers… Soon in-time kicked in. We were ushered back to the central country prison. Some DC++ing to discuss the events of the day followed by the completion of the journal & now its time to crash. Let’s see what excitement tomorrow beholds for us!
The Usual
Background of the story: A BIT girl in love with a BIT guy, whom she was initially friends with and as all other girls was trying to play the cupid, as in set him up with either of two of her friends whom he liked simultaneously(what a despo!!).So basically the point here is that she is too much in love with him, and she just wants to confess(or if u ask me..wash her hands of the fact!)
Hey Archie,
Maybe you already know what this is about it doesn’t matter to me anymore, cause this is more like a confession. All these days of 4th semester shall be cherished by me for the rest of my life (at least I think so!); cause 95% of the time has been spent with you. In the due course of time spent with you I came to know the wonderful person you are. You are & were a true friend to me; always realizing & understanding my ups & downs in life. I had wanted to give you back the same kind of emotional attachment that you had put into. I had tried (really!) to help you out with your so called “endeavours”. I don’t know when I started feeling for you so deeply. I presume it was sometime during mid-sem. I still remember the day when you had entered the canteen, looking all drained out; & I thought “I love Archie.” You were very disappointed as some hostel mate had expired. You were so sad and depressed. I & only I know how difficult it was on my part to control myself from soothing out all the pain that was in you. But somehow that day in the later half I thought, “Maybe it’s just an infatuation.”, and so I refrained myself from thinking the way I wanted to, at least I tried to. But soon enough I had again developed feelings for you. How many times have I considered & re-considered about confessing my feelings for you. But, decided against it. I had tried to kill this crush and moved on, like all other uncontrollable crushes of mine; but realized this isn’t just “another uncontrollable crush”.
I had decided sometime prior end-sem to stop thinking about you as I thought am wasting my time. But then you sent me the sweetest SMS I could have ever received & I thought to myself: “Living might mean taking chances but they are worth taking,
Loving might be a mistake but its worth making,
Don’t let some hell bent heart leave you bitter,
When you come close to selling out re-consider,
Give the heavens above more than just a passing glance,
& when you get a chance to sit it out or dance,
I hope you dance.. I hope you dance.”
So this is exactly what I am trying to do, “dance”. Although I don’t want you to be my first crush, don’t get me wrong. I’ll explain. I believe in palmistry & well as I had told you, I have two affairs. So I want you to be the 2nd one, the one I am with till eternity. But I also do believe in... WHERE THERE’S A WILL THERE’S A WAY So we can change fate if we want to… This isn’t a proposal letter, it’s a confession letter, the kind you make to a FATHER in a church (not euro-trip kind of church! lol). So I don’t need an answer for this; it’s just as I had always told you my feelings this is also a similar one.tc!
Love you always,
Betty.
Hey Archie,
Maybe you already know what this is about it doesn’t matter to me anymore, cause this is more like a confession. All these days of 4th semester shall be cherished by me for the rest of my life (at least I think so!); cause 95% of the time has been spent with you. In the due course of time spent with you I came to know the wonderful person you are. You are & were a true friend to me; always realizing & understanding my ups & downs in life. I had wanted to give you back the same kind of emotional attachment that you had put into. I had tried (really!) to help you out with your so called “endeavours”. I don’t know when I started feeling for you so deeply. I presume it was sometime during mid-sem. I still remember the day when you had entered the canteen, looking all drained out; & I thought “I love Archie.” You were very disappointed as some hostel mate had expired. You were so sad and depressed. I & only I know how difficult it was on my part to control myself from soothing out all the pain that was in you. But somehow that day in the later half I thought, “Maybe it’s just an infatuation.”, and so I refrained myself from thinking the way I wanted to, at least I tried to. But soon enough I had again developed feelings for you. How many times have I considered & re-considered about confessing my feelings for you. But, decided against it. I had tried to kill this crush and moved on, like all other uncontrollable crushes of mine; but realized this isn’t just “another uncontrollable crush”.
I had decided sometime prior end-sem to stop thinking about you as I thought am wasting my time. But then you sent me the sweetest SMS I could have ever received & I thought to myself: “Living might mean taking chances but they are worth taking,
Loving might be a mistake but its worth making,
Don’t let some hell bent heart leave you bitter,
When you come close to selling out re-consider,
Give the heavens above more than just a passing glance,
& when you get a chance to sit it out or dance,
I hope you dance.. I hope you dance.”
So this is exactly what I am trying to do, “dance”. Although I don’t want you to be my first crush, don’t get me wrong. I’ll explain. I believe in palmistry & well as I had told you, I have two affairs. So I want you to be the 2nd one, the one I am with till eternity. But I also do believe in... WHERE THERE’S A WILL THERE’S A WAY So we can change fate if we want to… This isn’t a proposal letter, it’s a confession letter, the kind you make to a FATHER in a church (not euro-trip kind of church! lol). So I don’t need an answer for this; it’s just as I had always told you my feelings this is also a similar one.tc!
Love you always,
Betty.
IN MEMORY OF BHAGAT SINGH
(No offense whatsoever meant to anybody and has nothing to do with Bhagat Singh).
So well as always this adventure of mine also took place during end-sem, precisely speaking IInd semester. There I was sitting in Puja’s room with the huge set of never-ending solution of Data Structures in C++ of which I didn’t not get jack and was simply mugging it up like everyone around me. It was past 6:10 pm and I had ran out of excuses of delaying my studies till a later time...so there I was with my entire body repelling against everything of my task at hand!
[Enter Rhea Sinha with the perfect answer to my prayers.]
A very sad face and the words “there’s a lizard in my room” is a all the inspiration I needed..Off I went to drive the lizard out of her room, the only source of distraction and I was more than ready to simply pounce at it, with all the enthusiasm in the world...
I saw the lizard quietly sitting in one corner…barely 5 cm and yet capable of scaring a female taller than 5’…so then started yet another erratic endeavor of mine.
I got hold of polythene and tried to catch hold of it. Seems damn easy right? Well, whoever said nothing is what it seems had no clue how great his words were...neither did I till that day…
Well let’s see how do I explain this…When u try to hold a lizard it runs (obviously) and its got a squishy wriggly skin..so when you can feel its skin it send an eewrie sensation that makes you shriek and jump in exactly the opposite direction like nothing ever before.
So there I was pulling Rhea’s room apart and trying to catch the lizard...I made enough noise to fetch my pals for help...soon I was no longer the only one creating havoc in Rhea’s room…Neelakshi and Yangchen were there to help me out or maybe simply to do anything other than study…
So there we were…all three of us shrieking at one poor lizard...who could never possibly do anything to us even if it wanted to…soon Yangchen was hit by a brilliant idea of sweeping it off with a broom on to one of Rhea’s birthday cards (which Rhea never touched again and was eventually disposed off) and into her dustbin which was later vacated in Neelakshi’s cardboard box, and was supposed to be Neelakshi’s new pet. As all pets require a name so did this and had to be named by none other than their owner.
Before I let you on to its nick I’ll let you know a bit about what happened to it..first few hours it was in the cardboard box, its caring owner made me kill mosquitoes for its food…then it jumps out of it…in terms of Neelakshi it fought for its freedom…off it went and made a hideout in Neelakshi’s base of the closet and sought shelter in her ZONASA bag…finally when it started to get the vibe of Neelakshi planning to eat it (i.e. when it was growing lean due to not eating anything) the poor thing fled for its life..
So a lizard with an unquenchable thirst for freedom hence it was named BHAGAT SINGH…
Now when I look back it was sheer madness…
but it was fun…
[P.S.: Rhea got the dustbin cleaned by a maid twice before letting it enter her room.]
So well as always this adventure of mine also took place during end-sem, precisely speaking IInd semester. There I was sitting in Puja’s room with the huge set of never-ending solution of Data Structures in C++ of which I didn’t not get jack and was simply mugging it up like everyone around me. It was past 6:10 pm and I had ran out of excuses of delaying my studies till a later time...so there I was with my entire body repelling against everything of my task at hand!
[Enter Rhea Sinha with the perfect answer to my prayers.]
A very sad face and the words “there’s a lizard in my room” is a all the inspiration I needed..Off I went to drive the lizard out of her room, the only source of distraction and I was more than ready to simply pounce at it, with all the enthusiasm in the world...
I saw the lizard quietly sitting in one corner…barely 5 cm and yet capable of scaring a female taller than 5’…so then started yet another erratic endeavor of mine.
I got hold of polythene and tried to catch hold of it. Seems damn easy right? Well, whoever said nothing is what it seems had no clue how great his words were...neither did I till that day…
Well let’s see how do I explain this…When u try to hold a lizard it runs (obviously) and its got a squishy wriggly skin..so when you can feel its skin it send an eewrie sensation that makes you shriek and jump in exactly the opposite direction like nothing ever before.
So there I was pulling Rhea’s room apart and trying to catch the lizard...I made enough noise to fetch my pals for help...soon I was no longer the only one creating havoc in Rhea’s room…Neelakshi and Yangchen were there to help me out or maybe simply to do anything other than study…
So there we were…all three of us shrieking at one poor lizard...who could never possibly do anything to us even if it wanted to…soon Yangchen was hit by a brilliant idea of sweeping it off with a broom on to one of Rhea’s birthday cards (which Rhea never touched again and was eventually disposed off) and into her dustbin which was later vacated in Neelakshi’s cardboard box, and was supposed to be Neelakshi’s new pet. As all pets require a name so did this and had to be named by none other than their owner.
Before I let you on to its nick I’ll let you know a bit about what happened to it..first few hours it was in the cardboard box, its caring owner made me kill mosquitoes for its food…then it jumps out of it…in terms of Neelakshi it fought for its freedom…off it went and made a hideout in Neelakshi’s base of the closet and sought shelter in her ZONASA bag…finally when it started to get the vibe of Neelakshi planning to eat it (i.e. when it was growing lean due to not eating anything) the poor thing fled for its life..
So a lizard with an unquenchable thirst for freedom hence it was named BHAGAT SINGH…
Now when I look back it was sheer madness…
but it was fun…
[P.S.: Rhea got the dustbin cleaned by a maid twice before letting it enter her room.]
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