My Baisakhi Experience

Well let me tell u guys Baisakhi is the famous swmming complex @ Salt lake (Kolkata).

After many high spirit attempts i managed to convince myself that its time i must dive into a pool.(No double meanings)

One fine morning ..Inspired and motivated greatly by my dear friend Jagu ,,i went to baisakhi.

In the reception counter when i asked a form for admission,
the three beautiful ladies(as they assume) exchanged a not gonna be easy look.
They made me feel as if i am going to drink away all the water they have in their pool.(No double meanings)

When i submitted my photos it was not accepted as they were taken in different shirts.
I gave them a what da f*** look.So it was decided that my first day would be a view day.

I went to the pool side , under the scorching sun i managed to find a suitable place for me.
When i took a look of the entire pool i found ample of b'full girls , ladies and women swimming, diving and shying around.
I thought what on earth made me come here. Admiring all of them ,i thanked jagu (Mann hi mann me).
The Sun suddenly seemed to be moon with all of them around.

Jagu was also swimming , but cud never manage to draw my attention.This was only because i had hell lotta better options.
Finally when i saw jaggu he was in the big pool gasping for air and help.
He was in semi drowned situation.The trainer helped him come out of this situation.

I saw small children crying out of fear. The trainer had no signs of sympathy neither there parents.
With every dubki i cud see smiles on there parent's face. I compared them with my parents and thanked god that he gave
me such nice parents.

Then came a group of 4 to 5 guys bellies oozing out.It seemed for a moment can this creatures swim .
In fact , they never did. As soon as they got ready and excited to dive into the water,
the trainer instructed them to go and do jogging (Stamina Training).
Now i understood why the ladies at reception counter were smiling.
Just at that moment i realized that next few days are going to be a messy job.

Next day at 6' o clock i went to the changing room and took out everything i had.
Only thing u can hav their is a spcl underwear of jersy material.
250/- was its price but its size told as if it was of 10/-.
i was feeling shy coz i always liked adidas ,pepe,john players, levis to name a few....
But now i was all alone no brands,only a underwear.

I visualized the old movies where in Danny or Amresh puri untie the belt of their velvet gown jump into the pool.
Swimm across the pool with b'full girls around. As soon as they come out a white towel wud be there to dry their hairs.
They lit a choco cigar and start talking wid michael and joseph.

I also wished to have similar experience.But here it was,, not a film this was reality.


I finally went to the pool 20 chaps of age group 8-12 and me.
All their parents started gaping at me, mouths and eyes wide open.
I always wanted to see this expression in a girls face after seeing me.
But here things were different ,they thought i am going to devastate there wards swimming training,it was true.

We stood all in a line ,nobody was of above my waists height.
While swimming we pushed each other, under water i pulled there legs to compete.One guy came and told ...
"Oh uncle thoda side ho jao,,ab mera turn he ...."

I had mixed feelings as to how shud i react,,i myself brought this agony to me.

Then i decided i am not going to be like hrithik in koi mil gaya.
I pushed that chap hard in his chest ,he fell almost 3 mts away in the water.
This gave me a munna bhaii feeling. As i was much senior to them i needed respect by hook or by crook.
Then on nobody came near me i found my space to swim and njoy.

I came out as the bell rang , quite relaxed . Said bye to my new young freinds.
Heard some body saying "kal is mote ko dekh lenge"
I gav a light smile and left . This was all about my Baisakhi expereince.

Engineering revisited

I walked with my best friends across the campus......... towards my class... my final year engineering class. The hour hand at the watch said ... it was ten minutes past 5.... and there was not even a single trace of any life in the college........ except for we three.... me and my best pals ...........Another ten steps.. and there was our class with the doors shut... !!! we were on the first floor... and the sun setting down in the valley with its orange rays was creating a magical scene. Had a wish that the time stops at that very moment... but it never happens... the seconds hand ticked heavily..... and we opened the doors of the class for one last time...................Wished i cud ask my teacher..."may i come in.... " and wanted to hear him shout.... "You late again... no attendance..."someone from the class... "No teacher ... 5 min early...." but there was no one there... just empty desks.. and we three.... looking at the walls.... and the desks.. all empty... with quotes we wrote ... and the raised platform .. where the torture classes were held... and the last benches.. where we had fun.... laughed .... kicked out.... hiding from the teachers... pleading for attendence............ million memories rolled like a movie into our minds... and there was complete silence for a moment.. and we smiled ... laughed!!!!!Walked like heros from the medivial times.... jumped over the benches... had a look at the bench .. where the so called babes of our class used to sit.... hehehe... babes in engineering.... a dream in itself... (no offenses to any babes)... ..drifted to our place... ... sat there..... side seats...dint feel like the last day .... dont remember how we met .... how we came to such a stage... feels like i know my friends from ages... feel like as if i was born in this college..... feel like i was always here...The entire class was still there alive.... the last benchers sleeping.......... the gals chatting amongst themselves........... Mr. padhi in his own world.(?)..... Sarthak sitting besides me .... cribbing about something ..... Upendra sitting on first bench taking down notes.and smiling at the babes.... Bijay trying talking to the gals... and we laughing about something of the other..... me occasionally scribbling something on my notepad............ making some sketches.. or bullshit poetry(shayri) ...........Ahh.. Pecha asking me to look outside... for some babes from I.T ... standing there....... and i without even a word...looked outside.. it was an unsaid communication.... Rakesh pinged me... and i, with the same enthu... looked outside... but today there wasnt anybody there................ just the deserted corridor.......... and i cud see the Computer department at the end... no one there..................looked back..... but there was debu bose .. in his dream world.... not scribbling anything in his notebook... not laughing this time.... not sayin anything this time........... just sitting there.. and there was sugyan... and there was me ......"roll number 119.......... ""roll number 138............ Sandeep.... u sleeping again........ ""Ok fine............. roll number 240""....................... hey .. present ma'm............ ""you sleep dear...!!! no attendence for you.................""roll number 258......... " ....me again...:))No attendence.... the class has ended... and my friends... chatting and laughing .... going for a chai... aur a sutta..... aur to that desi canteen(which seems as a five star dream now)..and we sat there ..... sat there all alone ......... closed our eyes, for the entire world outside the walls of the campus was calling us..............Wanted to attend one last lecture........ but this time there was no one to take that last lecture..............and there was that door... open... and we wished all the time .. to run away ..... to bunk.. but this time it wasnt..... one last time.... one last time......