Best Days of life... Beauty!

Here Here, I left you guys at Raipur station :P Hehe. So we were asked by the teachers to take care of the girls while riding up the train (smacking lips) as the train was scheduled to leave the station in only 10 minutes. We had to walk a long distance to catch our buggie and when we had just reached there, we found that our buggie was in the opposite direction and there was on 2 minutes left! WTF! We ran as fast as our legs would carry us and finally we were able to get into our buggie. When there is no alternative than running fast as much as you can, then I can run faster than Usain Bolt ;) As soon as we got our seats, we slept like pigs, dropping saliva drops on the seat. That night passed without any stomach aching laughter and without perverting (Since the three warriors were tired and sleepy). The next morning was disastrous and nasty for me. As soon I woke up, I went to the basin to brush my teeth and rather than coming back to my seat, I stood near the door to relinquish the chilly winds but... as I was looking outside, my head was also outside the door and a tree having some thorns which was planted by some miscreant to lower the popularity of DMS Bhubaneswar's sexy beast by scratching my sexy face so that I would get a dacoit's face :(  THUP! A packet of uttapam and sambher hit my face just at the moment when I was howling with pain :| After a lot of swearing to that dipshit who had thrown the packet, we arrived at the city of  lakes, Bhopal. We were greeted by our Headmaster who had already reached the city the day before via flight. We helped each other in carrying the mountain of luggage and boarded the bus which was destined to the hostels. We saw a variety of things on the road, auto rickshaws which had more design on them than Lady GaGa's dress, people eating golgappa at morning and the most astonishing thing was that the number of scooters were more than number of motorcycles which is a rare scene in most of the cities. Scooters of every kind were there, broken scooters, naked scooters, colorless scooters, brand new scooters and scooters having some ass-kicking quotes. Soon the bus reached the hostel and we got our respective rooms. As soon as we got our rooms, there was a nasty fight over a more nasty issue, Who will relieve himself first ? :P After an hour or so, we went to the mess to fulfill the demands of our greedy stomachs. Soon, all the teams started arriving and some of our group members who were inspired by Barney's game (c'mon you know Barney, don't you?), Have you met Akash :| They kept me busy with the boring guys and themselves went for the hunt of Bhopal hotties. Damn them! If you have friends like them, you don't need an enemy :P Then came the lovely evening of Bhopal when we were asked to dress up in our Tracksuit for the photo session and Panel Discussion. The Panel discussion was awesome, thanks to our valuable team member Soumya Ratna, who was praised by everyone for her versatility and fluency. After the photo session, my close friend Shekhar had came to visit us who was living in the campus. He showed us really awesome and beautiful scenery  of the peaceful and cool campus. The campus was situated on a hill called Shyamala Hills from which the the beauty of the lake and the beautiful city of Bhopal whose beauty was doubled due to the lights can be enjoyed. The evening passed away with nonsense talks and countless pouches of Appy Fizz (we spent almost 5000 rupees only on Appy Fizz). After the dinner, we got our timetable of events and started discussing about the basketball match, which we had the next day against the five years consecutive winners, DMS Bhopal. Our seniors had warned us that their players were like the Greek monster Hydra, if you manage to check or injure one of their player, another player shows up who is more agile and more tactful. What was written in our fate? Were we going to lose miserably again to them ?...

To be continued...

Boredom

Last week, I was lying on my messy bed, staring at the slowly rotating fan. It was quite unusual of me. I was reminiscing about the Volleyball cluster meet and was lost in my own strategies how we could have won the match. My room was a mess and in 5 minutes I was asked to tidy it up (My mother was shouting for last 1 month to clean it up). I decided its time for me to do the job, I was annoyed by her regular snubbing. I took my time and finally was able to clean it up in 2 hours. But something inside me was not normal. Was it a minor ailment ? Or was it something which was never going to be alright if I would just leave it like that ? It was 2 weeks since I had reached home. The excitement, the spark of my life was missing and the feeling was something unexplainable. I had to manage my missed classes and studies since I was off to a trip and it was worse than the regular routine of a nerd who has taken science stream. Who in the world cares if moment of Inertia of a body is less or more ? Why would anyone give a damn to find out momentum of  an electron ? Why would anyone give a shit how 5 people can be arranged in a circular table ? The pressure of studies was taking its toll and it was adding more boredom to my already bored life.


  Boredom is something which everyone of us has felt in his/her lifetime and it becomes an inevitable part of a teenager's life in his/her teens. Moreover if you are an introvert (like me) then boredom kills you, literally. I don't have any siblings, so I can't have fun with anyone at home. The novels kept on my table have been replaced by thick physics books and my damn PC do not support any game. Plus my best friend, Soumya Ratna was ill, so I was unable to contact her and all my online friends have gone into hibernation perhaps, more notably Mohit Sharma. To add more boredom to my life, the school teachers are not missing a single class and bunking the classes is like crossing Indo-Pak border. If you are caught, you are gone. The spark, the excitement before the trip was like heaven and life becomes hell when your mind start reminiscing about the fun, late night chats, community bathing, about which you are aware of that they will never come back again, with the same people. I don't care if you people like this post or not because this post was written out of absolute boredom. When serenity turns into loneliness, then everything seems to be rotting away, just like the feeling when Dementors start sucking your soul away.

Thank you for reading :)