Well it has been an insanely long time since i blogged. Sorry for it .... but the last few days have been hectic add to that my vow of not writing any senti post. Well i have a feeling this one is gonna be a short one ( wait re .... lemme get into the groove before i bore you with long posts!) .
Anyways this post is about a 8 feet by 8 feet by dont know (is too high) space in hostel AH4. My association with it started on the drizzly morning of 8 August 2005. I came to this place .... thinking i would get GH3 (B) ( later in the post ...more abt it!) ... and lo behold ... during the registration i became the Last person to get AH4.
Well to me this place looked nothing short of a resort ( consider that i had spent 2 weeks in NIT where hostels resembled cellar jail .... and bathrooms had lines in the morning ). And the room well looked great with everything. The place had interesting neighbours .....Purnoor Goofy surd living opposite , Anirudh geeky 10 pointer living next door, cool DUD Mohammed living a few doors down, the nigga andrew throw some more downs and on other side ..... humari pyari aalok rani with churu.All in all it looked good.
Then came the second semester ..... and we the mighty crusaders faced the biggest water crisis in the history of this college ( yes .... you all other hostel vaalas ..... it was worse than this year ) . Think abt 180 guys with buckets in hand trooping down to the next neighbour hostel to rob them of water ( there is a reason why we support AH3 in zephyr ... pet aur pani ka sawaal hai aakhir! )
Well Cut to a year after and this time i was in goa in my ps1 ( aah those were the days!) . any how this time i was given some obscure room in GH3 (b) . It is said you only realize the true value of a thing when it is taken away from you. Same thing with me ... the place sucked. A girls hostel and boys living in it .... lacked essential commodities ..boring, lifeless monotonous place.Thanked god didnot get it on the first day . Ohh by the way ...... the last second allotment proved the blessing in disguise .... the boys of our hostel were so busy searching for water .... that they didnot realise whom they were voting for in 2 year ... and elected me as hostel rep ..... aakhri banda .
Cut to a year later and thats when the fun begins! . Semester 6 - till this time the story has been about AH4 , by this time we have faced ...ummm lets see water crisis, power crisis , LAN crisis , Warden crisis ( first year mat bhoolo bhaiyon ) etc etc . Now comes the hero in the picture! AH4 - 364. Well it happened one fine day ... Quark had just ended .... and soon
1.one night my fan stops rotating ... i thought again one of those powercuts. But wait next day my neighbour puts Metallica on full blast ( while he is not in the room .... and this usually wakes me up ) ... but made me realize my fan had died. A few complaints and a bit of nagging later .... the repair guys turn up after a month and repair my fan. I thought this was it .
2.Cut to one month after that ... just before waves ... i come back to my room put on the switch and bugger refuses to rotate. Again the following procedure and this time they turn up after 3 weeks. i thought ab chalga!
3.cut to 5 days after that .... i come back from panjim ... switch on the fan and .... BLAST!. It sparked blasted .. took out some fumes and died again ( this was the most dramatic of all ). It took them 2 weeks this time to come. In between i sometimes used to switch ... just to see the fireworks i.e light and sound show.
4. And this time finally 3 days before the sem ended it started slowing down . With each passing day its speed reduced. I could feel the pain he was going through ( or i was to go through ). Dying a slow painful death ...wishing someone could put an end to his misery. And that Saviour was a powercut ... one fine day it stopped rotating ... and never rotated again!. Th repair guys came in 1 week this time.
Now i think i get frequent flier miles with the fan repair guys. Their call times have reduced by a week everytime the fan died. According to the pattern he should be there the 5 time my fan dies. Which he has promised .... says as soon as new fans come ... they will be in this room . Although when i asked the conversation took in following way :
Me: Bhaiya ye kitne din chalega
Rm ( repair man ) : Aap kab tak ho yahan par
Me : 12 din aur
Rm : tab tak to chal jana chahiye ... 10 din chalne ki main gaurantee deta hu .
well thats it .... the sem is ending and i will be pushed out of this room ( yay! ) and someone will come share the story from now on. Though however adventures i had with this room and hostel .... it will always be special ( because it is a boys hostel ) . No power, No fan , NO LAN, NO water .... still we rock!. I am hoping i get last 2 non guarantee days with this fan!
" Rock solid to the core ... Here comes AH4 "
ps : This is for the guy who gets this room after me ..... Apparently fan is not your only problem. As of now the back of the chair on which i am sitting is broken. one of the curtain hooks went missing in 1st year ... doing temporary arrangemnt....spilled some liquid some time in 3 years ... stains still on the floor .... the table is not all that clean .... the plug switch .. i think one may stop working soon ... probably has some voltage problem ..... baki sab abhi tak theek hai! if there is anything else .... my sympathies will always be with you. R.I.P
if you are still reading ... this was not all that short also!