Ragging – No more a fresher’s mind

Ragging - The word itself is dreadful and complete in meaning. Is it really? Ask us 4 guys all have a different meaning for this altogether. Four of us Myself, Deepak Rawat, Priya and Himanshu (Surprised! Yeah it wasn't budda till then. It was First week of August 2004)

Deepak (Local) was one of the victims who really can define the term ragging. Me n Priya never cared about it we were never in our room anyway. Himanshu Oh man why are you fucking scared all the time. Hiding your cigarette under your pillow and bistarband that too when your room partner don't smoke.

Before going further let me tell you my story when I first entered the GBPEC. First important person I met was Mr. Naithani chatted a bit about T.T. Then met my room partner Himanshu n Priya. Everything was okay first day everybody's parents were there in the Hostel but if you can read between the lines you can see the hidden smile behind the innocent face of Sunil Yadav and seniors likewise.

Next day you get to see the campus 58 guys is a row 24 gals in another row. Leading them is a charming senior Sunil Yadav and large ugly beasts surrounding all of us, everyone third button but you do care to get a glimpse of the beauty of Garhwal Hills despite the risk of getting injured when you reach hostel. Don't you? You got my point. Right!

Registration, opening SBI bank account, meet Mr. Rauthan/Mr Ashish Negi, Some good seniors come to us, advice us to lower our tone which we obviously ignored at first (Hot blood hmm) but sooner you learn the better :D

After that starts the class of Mr. B. Roy, Mr. H. Goel, Mr. Kala (reminding me of Holy trinity). Never understood even 10% of what they taught me if they did. Math a subject I loved I never liked it anymore after those classes. Haha. Poor math

After the class you senior tells you to get all the information about your batchmates (Too brave to ask themselves Uhh…) There is an interesting story of one of our Senior Shamshad Alam Khan in fact there are many more stories but that I'll tell later. <LinkANDEditInFuture>

Sometime they come in between the lectures also and so nice to see some senior Ma'am trying to rag us poor guys who are already proficient enough in all the languages a good citizen doesn't like to converse in. Anyways ragging in the classroom is best normally that you really enjoy even in the ragging time.

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Author - CSR

A day in the life of GBPEC – Part I

Smoking pot, sitting in the room T-106, Surti looking around for some more CAPSTAN hoping that he would find some cigarette butts. Ganja Mohan (The Don) busy mixing the weeds and tobacco in his palm and feeling the eternal pleasure that only he or us involved in the session could understand.

You must be wondering it can't exactly be the beginning of the day for a typical common engineering guy but as you might already have found out we are no typical ones and no common man among us at all (not talking abt chota mota common man that ganja is This is real Indian common man).

This story takes place at the same time when other guys are jumping out of their bad, taking shower, some still reading their courseware with glasses on and so on. So anyway this is not the beginning of our day which starts normally in the afternoon or sometime in evening when we wake up, look around for a tooth paste, brush our teeth, Surti shines his shoes and comb his hair (I don't know if we can call them hair but anyway that is another topic) with Beedi stuck between his lips. Not a weekend so no bath today I'll have to search my bucket anyway or steal someone else's, search for a soap in friends room (or fiend's room does it matter?) but that's a whole big task I can't possibly do after last night's booze party.

I'm thirsty have to go to Doctor's room to get a glass of water. Water Filter (owned by kutte ka bal) is always full and ready to serve the thirsty people like us. That was the only one I could get access to with the least distance travelled. More over these guys are always there to discuss something weird n intersting and always have something to yell upon. And to add on to this, they have a nicer bathroom and toilet nearby with soap, mug, bucket and towel always ready. Get in there dirty n come out fresh, have a puff of Wills Navy Cut, (Smokers are all there. To name a few Doctor himself, Tau, Charsee, BD, Suchir, Gullu, Bhandari and a whole lot more). Oh man Naveen shop is right in front of us within our eye sight. U can just sit here doing nothing n gaze upon anybody (charming or not) and do a lot with your power of imagination (now this is one thing all of us in the group have in excess) and obviously hear Mr. Vashisth shouting n flinging (nobody knows why).

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Author - CSR