The Common Room: A guided tour
aaaaahhhhh.....claaaaash.....thud.....eeeeeeehhhh..ssshhhh..
where are we entering? The classic bedlam of the ancient ages?? or is the modern incarnation of a Greek battlefield? Well..its none of these...welcome to the most chaotic place in the first year hostel, The Common Room..
The Common Room,a zone where diversity ruled and studious people rued!!
Let me take u through the guided tour of common room...enter from a small wooden door,which is quite an understatement considering the world that is inside, the door is superscribed in Red Paint as 52-A.
Yes now u r at the threshold of this world..beware lest a carelessly thrown shoe or a carefully aimed cloth-hanger-missile hits u,as such pranks are typical over here. Before u now lies the vast expanse of common room..hall of a room, with 10 cots,5 on ur left and 5 on ur right. On the other end u can see 2 windows one at each corner. Before left window lies a table,while the other one is closed. Why? u may ask,considering the sweltering heat of Trichy..but dont dare to open the window..lest u do, u r bound to face a sortie by a train of bees whose hive lies right outside it! ok..wats this structure right in the middle of the room? Why its a double bed..no..no..double decker bed..correct..this structure will serve to accomodate more guys,just in case.....as such u see, there is still SO MUCH space..guys can still find a space to breathe..we can of course have 2 more people! Anyway, till the time this sublime thought does not hit college authorities, the 2-storied bed is being used to accomodate all the trash and belongings of the residents..u see we have only 4 cupboards and 10 people..still we can have 2 more..we are liberal at heart afterall isn't it?
ok now..lets begin with the inmates. Start from left row and move towards window..looks like a hospital ward doesnt it?
First cot: Meet Mr. Zahid from Bengal,football player with an atheletic build and the unofficial leader of Bengali ppl in the first year. The term Bengali ppl also includes FYI, the "basically Bengali" class..who will be soon converted into the colours of their parent state.
Second cot: Looks like a confused fellow,ever smiling and trying to "eat water", well this is another of our Bengali mate, Jia-ul-Haq, who is attempting to learn Hindi and therefore calls his chance encounter with a girl as "Dekha"(this is a noun in his Hindi lexicon).A friend of Zahid he was..till the time they came on cross roads for a girl..ah that murderous night..how can i forget it! look out for it in future posts.
Third cot: Here we have the Big Boss..a big belly and a huge stature..but touch him and he cries:GAJAB...this is Ajay,or Metal Bhai,from Bihar. This guy is set to create wonders in the time to come,so be on look out for him in further posts.
Fourth cot: A genial guy with an air of friendship..did he shy away? well this is Mr. Deepak Mundu from Jharkhand.
Fifth cot : Perhaps the only guy with a phisique nearing to metal Bhai,though not quite like it, for he can nowhere come near his pot belly. This is Chris and is he covered in quilt at this time of the day? Well, i bet a fortune that he will be wearing nothing else. Openness is his by-word,be it his character or his dress in room. More about him later.
Now we turn around towards door and start again from the second row:
Sixth cot: Hey You..beware u r entering into the zone of Ram Babu from Andhra Pradesh. With his stiff voice and manancing countenance Ram Babu cuts quite a figure. And no marks for guessing where is he now..TV room of course. The two seem to have an intimate relationship and dont dare to comment on it as u may have to face the full fury of Ram Babu then..i wont be able to help, thats my promise.
Seventh cot : Here lies a guy all in knots. His body is flexible,seems he was born in some Chinese gymnast family.This is Senthil Nagarjan from Tamil Nadu,the only architecture guy here. He is a good source of gossip from that department, to which God seem to have tilted most of the fairer part of our batch...so respect and pamper him.
Eight cot: Here lies a guy who still does not seem to have completely come out of childhood. This is Albert from Jharkhand. Want some good source of porn material? well, contact him..or want to hear some gross anecdote? he is the contact person again.With a relatively meek entry,this guy went on to spend a night in a truck driver's home in first year..dont ask me why and how!
Ninth cot: Now here we have metal bhai in the convex mirror! He will reach till the waist of metal bhai,but dont underatimate his strength..he has the record of putting all 9 of us down in wrestling! Meet Ajay, from Orissa, the disputed leader of Orissa,and known by a variety of names that are huge in number and widely disparate in quality. Thus the list goes from Leader to Chapraasi!His bragging knows no limits..after first ragging he was all set to murder all seniors and an hour later he was going for another session with other state mates,his head down.
Well finally we come to the 10th cot, the only one perhaps where books dominate other accessories and where the copy of The Hindu is always present. This is or was,my place,in the entire room.
So this is the common room, and with the wide spread cultural and behavioral diversity of its people,u have every right to expect tumult and incidents everyday. Before these people play their prank on u,let me escort u out safely.......
where are we entering? The classic bedlam of the ancient ages?? or is the modern incarnation of a Greek battlefield? Well..its none of these...welcome to the most chaotic place in the first year hostel, The Common Room..
The Common Room,a zone where diversity ruled and studious people rued!!
Let me take u through the guided tour of common room...enter from a small wooden door,which is quite an understatement considering the world that is inside, the door is superscribed in Red Paint as 52-A.
Yes now u r at the threshold of this world..beware lest a carelessly thrown shoe or a carefully aimed cloth-hanger-missile hits u,as such pranks are typical over here. Before u now lies the vast expanse of common room..hall of a room, with 10 cots,5 on ur left and 5 on ur right. On the other end u can see 2 windows one at each corner. Before left window lies a table,while the other one is closed. Why? u may ask,considering the sweltering heat of Trichy..but dont dare to open the window..lest u do, u r bound to face a sortie by a train of bees whose hive lies right outside it! ok..wats this structure right in the middle of the room? Why its a double bed..no..no..double decker bed..correct..this structure will serve to accomodate more guys,just in case.....as such u see, there is still SO MUCH space..guys can still find a space to breathe..we can of course have 2 more people! Anyway, till the time this sublime thought does not hit college authorities, the 2-storied bed is being used to accomodate all the trash and belongings of the residents..u see we have only 4 cupboards and 10 people..still we can have 2 more..we are liberal at heart afterall isn't it?
ok now..lets begin with the inmates. Start from left row and move towards window..looks like a hospital ward doesnt it?
First cot: Meet Mr. Zahid from Bengal,football player with an atheletic build and the unofficial leader of Bengali ppl in the first year. The term Bengali ppl also includes FYI, the "basically Bengali" class..who will be soon converted into the colours of their parent state.
Second cot: Looks like a confused fellow,ever smiling and trying to "eat water", well this is another of our Bengali mate, Jia-ul-Haq, who is attempting to learn Hindi and therefore calls his chance encounter with a girl as "Dekha"(this is a noun in his Hindi lexicon).A friend of Zahid he was..till the time they came on cross roads for a girl..ah that murderous night..how can i forget it! look out for it in future posts.
Third cot: Here we have the Big Boss..a big belly and a huge stature..but touch him and he cries:GAJAB...this is Ajay,or Metal Bhai,from Bihar. This guy is set to create wonders in the time to come,so be on look out for him in further posts.
Fourth cot: A genial guy with an air of friendship..did he shy away? well this is Mr. Deepak Mundu from Jharkhand.
Fifth cot : Perhaps the only guy with a phisique nearing to metal Bhai,though not quite like it, for he can nowhere come near his pot belly. This is Chris and is he covered in quilt at this time of the day? Well, i bet a fortune that he will be wearing nothing else. Openness is his by-word,be it his character or his dress in room. More about him later.
Now we turn around towards door and start again from the second row:
Sixth cot: Hey You..beware u r entering into the zone of Ram Babu from Andhra Pradesh. With his stiff voice and manancing countenance Ram Babu cuts quite a figure. And no marks for guessing where is he now..TV room of course. The two seem to have an intimate relationship and dont dare to comment on it as u may have to face the full fury of Ram Babu then..i wont be able to help, thats my promise.
Seventh cot : Here lies a guy all in knots. His body is flexible,seems he was born in some Chinese gymnast family.This is Senthil Nagarjan from Tamil Nadu,the only architecture guy here. He is a good source of gossip from that department, to which God seem to have tilted most of the fairer part of our batch...so respect and pamper him.
Eight cot: Here lies a guy who still does not seem to have completely come out of childhood. This is Albert from Jharkhand. Want some good source of porn material? well, contact him..or want to hear some gross anecdote? he is the contact person again.With a relatively meek entry,this guy went on to spend a night in a truck driver's home in first year..dont ask me why and how!
Ninth cot: Now here we have metal bhai in the convex mirror! He will reach till the waist of metal bhai,but dont underatimate his strength..he has the record of putting all 9 of us down in wrestling! Meet Ajay, from Orissa, the disputed leader of Orissa,and known by a variety of names that are huge in number and widely disparate in quality. Thus the list goes from Leader to Chapraasi!His bragging knows no limits..after first ragging he was all set to murder all seniors and an hour later he was going for another session with other state mates,his head down.
Well finally we come to the 10th cot, the only one perhaps where books dominate other accessories and where the copy of The Hindu is always present. This is or was,my place,in the entire room.
So this is the common room, and with the wide spread cultural and behavioral diversity of its people,u have every right to expect tumult and incidents everyday. Before these people play their prank on u,let me escort u out safely.......
posted by Techie Author at 4:28 PM
1 Comments:
Dear Papaji,
Thanks a heap for bringing back those great moments of Agate 52-A. My first day at Agate. When i came to know that i have to stay in a common room along with 9 other guys, i felt pretty pissed-off. But as time passed by i began to realize how blessed i was. We enjoyed the max and i wont be boasting if i call our room the masti-center of agate.It was also the power-center for BONGS and ORIYAS. Remember the LEADER (what if later he became CHAPRASI) of the ORIYA junta and Zahid for the Bongs. The endless meetings they used to have 2 months before the vacations under the able leadership of GENDA and ZAHID just to decide which route to take for their homes.
Metal Bhai..what should i write about him. Agar wo hamare sath nahin hote to sachmuch me GAJAB...ho jaata.
Just imagine common room minus Metal Bhai. Agar Metal Bhai nahin hote to phir CHAPPRA EXPRESS nahin hota, aur PILLU aur TILLU bhi nahin hote. Thanks metal bhai for the all the entertainment. Metal bhai...tum kahan ho? We miss u a lot.
Saale BUDHAA KHOOSAT! u cud not remember anything else about me other than my openess. Just be careful when you meet me next time. I'll show you how open I am.
Agate 52-A ke jawano-ALBERT,AJAY METAL,ZAHID, JIA(tera kisi ke sath ab tak DEKHA huwa ki nahin), RAMBABU, PAPAJI,SENTHIL,DEEPAK,AJAY GENDA....tum log jahan bhi ho, receive my love and warm regards. Thanks a lot for those Golden moments we spent together.
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