July 31, 2011


After recollecting all the high-level politics that comes into play when you are forming a wing for the first time, it felt a little funny and awkward looking into the faces of people we fought against. Did it really matter? The wing? Well it did. To begin with, these are friends forever. 

1) Keeping up his tradition of being the emotional bin for chowkidars, superintendents and dhobis KC got the honor few people can dream of: backee to the chowki. He had to wait till the 3rd year for this. 

Routine: Mostly in 173, with a habit of staying up all night and sleeping till the evening.
Identification: Sniggering,  Howling in the wing and ordering "bhaiya ek moosambhi" at the redi. 
Powers: Can guess 10 different endings to a given story and would rarely be surprised at the twists story writers can dream of. His movie ideas are still in the B-grade stage hopefully he would come out of that :D
Beware: Of getting centered by him. Period.

2) Laddu mama, the face of the wing. When he is around the wing, he is around the wing.

Routine: Uday can be seen going from room to room, ground to ground, sharing and disseminating football gyan, a little bit of Mathematics and general knowledge. Don't let the Hagrid figure fool you, he plays a lot and moves fast, and the only time you shouldn't disturb him is after 12 when he is usually swimming on the bed with his laptop.

Identification: Entertainment knows no bounds, when he is on rounds. People can be seen laughing their asses off or getting ripped by him.
Powers: Cool, never loses his mind and always cracks legendary jokes; which KC and I spread afar. 
Beware: Of any physical duel, you may not recover. Period.

3) Then there's me. Uday the poet wrote this down for me: 
In 175 the bandar will reside
The lock on the door for all eternity
With his dreams and joys he is beside
Invisible to all the human fraternity

Identification: Whenever you knock on the room you are sure to hear a "Who is it?" filter before I finally opened it.
Powers: Staying locked up in room, spending time online and secretively.  Filmy dialogues mostly from Don. 
Beware: Of chatting on GTalk. Period.

4) The dewd of our wing. Rachcha. His journey at BITS started with a quest for a transfer to Economics (which automatically guaranteed him a dual in CS). Next it was a transfer to the spiritual world to understand humans and himself and learn philosophy, psychology and mythology all at once.
And finally it culminated with a transfer into the worldly life where he shone above everyone else in enjoyment, entertainment and even studying.


  • First year you could identify him with his branded clothing 
  • Second year with his conspicuous absence during meal times. 
  • Third year with his Facebook feed and status updates. 
  • Fourth year with loooouuuddd music. 
  • Final year during his PS he could be seen partying all the way. 
Powers: Programming, Rajinikant hairstyle and lots of vibration. He dances too and can swim, play tennis and give lectures about philosophy, spirituality, etc. although they are often countered by Uday and me. 
Beware: Haha not required, he's always the teddy bear. Period. 

5) Wdaru Harsha, the tutor of the batch who cracked both Mathematics and CS CDCs left-right-and-center.

Also, my wingie for 4 years straight; since first year. Somehow there has always been two room spaces in between but had some of the most awesome times with him; like the initial days of college where we used to run away from the seniors or the World Cup Final, where we screamed into each other's faces when Dhoni smashed the winning runs. Unforgettable.

Identification: Mocking laughter, resounding ante raaaaa, the neatest room in the hostel with a place for everything and everything in its place.
Powers: Super analyzing abilities, snide commentary, and lots of concepts. But he's neither a nerd nor a ghot. 
Beware: Of any intellectual duel, you may not recover. Period. 

6) Madla, another Harsha. 
He was a sidee to 24 people including himself (he lived next to the bogs for a year) and we used to call him Madla or Mod or |la| so much that people thought it was his real name.

Identification: Folded on the bed, in front of the laptop for most of the time. Plays, watches, eats, sleeps cricket, loves Pawan Kalyan and anything to do with him.
Powers: Only guy who could handle fat ass and make him bend to his will. 
Beware: Of any verbal duel, you may not recover. Period.

Well they were certainly some good times and bad times but in the end we got through them all :)

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