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Tuesday 15 April 2008

My first trip to Kgp

It was the month of January and I was in the 4th sem at that time when I went to the IIT kharagpurcampus for the first time to attend the Spring festival .We obvioously had prior invitation by Suvro and ofcourse the festgod(later I will tell u why)Osama.Actually it was not so well planned but at the eleventh hour I arranged the trip with Apratim(my old pal) and we roped in Chatu and a guy called Arindam who is Apratim's college friend.The next day(it was a Friday) wereached Calcutta by a local train.We were a bit late but the bengali resturant in Gariahat was still open for us.We had a hearty dinner and really we were very hungry too at that time.Then we reached Apratim'sflat and after sometime Chatu arrived.We had a round of "g" and then happened the Radhika Pandey episode which I wont describe here.The next morning we boarded a train to Kharagpur from Howrah and the four of us reached kgp at around 3 P.M. At the station we had a warm welcome since Suvro was standing thereto recieve us.We started getting a notion of the glamour of the fest as some other colleges from Calcutta had also arrived and we got to see some real babes.After that we boarded a bus of the Instituteand moved on towards the campus.When we reached the gate of the fest arena we found Osama standing in front of the main gate.We got down from the bus and instead of dealing with formalities like registering and stuff we straightaway took the keys of Osama's room (since his hall of residence was nearer to the fest arena than that of Suvro's) and headed for it.As we entered his room(really a typical one with atleast 50 empty packs of suttas all around and atleast 10 books on the monitor of the computer) we found a bottle of 8 P.M. whiskey displayed in his cabinet. Without a minute's delay I pounced on it and started from the bottle itself(as u cant expect a glass in Osama's room).After some refreshments we headed towardsthe fest arena but to get inside it in the evening was a difficulty b'coz we didnt register ourselveswith 200 bucks and the que outside the main arena gate was really long.But there was nothing to worry about much b'coz Osama was there u see...we bypassed all securities and hurdles and we were in the open air theatre quite comfortably.We even carried suttas with us inside the TOAT which was a strict no no.Suvro was accompanying us inside the TOAT but Osama cudnt since he was in a much more responsible position in the fest.The first artist to perform that day was Neeraj of Bombay Vikings.To tell the truth we were least concerned about whos performing and how he is ...we were mast in ourselves..we were there to enjoy with our friends (the closest circle of course) and not to cheer up the guest artist.After that performed KK whom I had already seen in my college(actually Osama got the contact of KK from my college only).Anywayz these things were really immaterial for us.After all these performances we came out of the TOAT and met other friends of dgp like Rajarshi,Sagarnil and some others.We met a guy called Nilu Maity who was Suvro's friend and this guy was a real 'bawal'.He was with a scooter and went to Billimoria(the nearest liquor shop) to get the booze for that night's party.We all moved towards Suvro's hall which wasPatel hall of residence.There we had our dinner of maggi and egg toast and all the bills were forwarded to Suvro's account.Then we slowly moved towards the Nehru hall which was the venue of our party(it was Rajarshi's hall).As we entered the hall we met a guy called Satrajit Kar (they used to call him Stud kar) who happens to be a very good friend of mine.Actually he is the first friend of my life which is a different story which I will tell later.At first he cudnt recognise me b'coz he was under the effect of BS.But when he did he embraced me and said "chal amar ghare aai"..and indeed we had our party in Satrajit's room.There I met another guy Soumyajyoti who was Satrajit's room-mate.This guy was a real charming one with a very pleasant personality and a nice attitude.After having 3 pegs of vodka we all decided to roam around in the campus and watch the real hot babes.we started real bawali on the road by passing comments and doing all sorts of wierd nuisance.Then we reached one of the resturants in the campus called Harry'sHere we found Osama...after a tiring day he was there for a cup of coffee.He embraced us and we sat together around a table for a cup of coffee. After a chat there for sometime he suggested us to retire to his room.We agreed and then in his room we again had 2 pegs of whisky after which we were really out.After some more masti in Osama's room we were again out on the roads at arond 2A.M. and did all sorts of bawali from passing comments on babes to shout at the rikshawwallas.We again retired to Osamas room when it was 3:30 A.M.Then started the rounds of 'g' and bhat...and I dont know how long it went on since I fell asleep without my own knowledge.When I woke up the next morning it was 9 A.M. and I found Apratim Sen is preparing to leave since he had some urgency.I stayed backwithSuvro and decided that we will leave together for durgapur on Sunday since Monday was Saraswati puja.The day passed quite casually ...we took a survey of the whole campus with Suvro as our guide.We took a stroll down to the Hijlijail and visited the different departments.We also attended a seminar and some quiz competition in the Raman Auditorium.The special event that evening was the fashion extravaganza.Here something very funny happened...that evening it was very crowdy.A lot of other colleges had arrived and the ques were really very long.There was a mess all around.We were only two of us with Suvro ,Chatu and me.He somehow managed to get us in the arena and he instructed us to follow him...his plan was that he will take us into the TOAT through his hall gate.But everything went wrong here.He bypassed the line for us but at the gate he managed to get in since he was wearing a batch and we were stopped.I called him but he cudnt hear.We were helpless and the other volus at the gate turned us down.We came back to the control tent andChatu did an excellent job...he sent a message to Osama saying that we cudnt get inside...but wondered whether he will react to the sms or not since he was very busy.We were standing hopelessly when we saw Osama coming from inside the TOAT. We ran towards him...and said Suvro has failedTo our utter surprise he took us into the TOAT through the VIP gate(for the professors).This is where we realised that this is not thatSubhranshu Mondal whom we meet everyday in Joydev.Anywayz that night history repeated itself..we boozed ..had vitamin g...passed comments...roamed about till 2 at night...The next morning I and Suvro left for Dgp and Chatu for Kolkata.Osama bade us goodbye.....The trip is still very fresh in my mind and perhaps will always be....adieu frnds

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