The Recap

This is my first blog entry. Having completed two and a half years of life at IIT Roorkee, I think it won't be fair to start the blog journey without a historical perspective, as we have in all our text books. So I dedicate this entry to what I have been doing the previous years.
I came to IIT Roorkee with a vision. And some hidden dreams. But being an introvert, I could not take them out. Dreams remained dreams. Nightmares added. The first year for me was in roaming (though I never paid the roaming charges). I maintained a public life. But never got the private attention. I was a Rhithik Roshan without any Lakshya. But I hated NCC unlike him. He messed with his girlfriend, I with my grades. Awarding a D to a national volunteer like me was one of the most thankless response I have ever seen from a respected national organization like NCC. It was probably my second biggest mistake to have joined NCC that year. Don't ask me the first (I hate to tell this, some of my friends will know). After this, I never watched a military or a war movie.
The second year was started at a negative note. Being allotted the Ganga Bhawan wasn't enough, so we were thrown into our good old Rajendra Bhawan, due to some hi-tech construction work going on at Ganga. And under the regimes of King RPM, only we knew how did we survive in the refugees like conditions. But we adapted as usual. Those were the times when hours passed as I, with other like minded people (read friends) exhausted myself day and night out with silly things. I hope you can guess what I mean by silly things, though I would hate to specify them here. The day used to start at 11 a.m., with tea-biscuits at the stupid Lipton Stall. That was followed by a group newspaper reading under the sun. Post lunch time used to be devoted to some lan searching, aimed to find the smallest updates in the network since the last search, some 12 hours back. It was this that resulted in 50% consumption of my hard disk by funny videos, chotu games i.e. pocket tanks, volley and so on... and not to forget a pile of useless software. This time was also devoted to some personal game playing like GTA Vice City, Max Payne, Cricket 05 etc. That done, time for the canteen! Another one hour gone. And then starts the war. A group of patriotic bomb defusers and black commandos against the Osama led terrorist group. Counter Terrorist vs Terrorist. Though I never liked counter strike, I had to play for the sake of the like (or unlike in this context) minded people. This sessions was usually interrupted by a visit to our good old canteen. Another one hour gone, followed by a post war analysis, which again took around one hour. And that marked the end of the day.
Enter third year, enter Govind Bhawan. We were like freshers in the third year. Flashback over. Thanks for reading this useless history, keep yourself updated with my blog entries, if you have more of the useless time. Good day.