Meet the Prondi's

JEE result is out and fachchas will be coming to the cursed R-land (you will come to know why I used the word cursed the very first day you will reach there). So, I thought about this noble idea to write about my branchmates and make the fachchas conversant with the Prondi’s (especially the 3^rd year Production and Industrial janta). So now I present to you that various prondi’s(in ascending order) and their famous dialogues…

1.       Ahuja :: Ahuja Abhishek Dinesh :: Oye sone de yaar, Oye attendance ho gayi kya??
2.       Costa :: Akanksha Koshta :: Koi shikanji pila do yaar…
3.       Bonta :: Anant Saxena :: Kya mast movie thi yaar, Maze hi aagaye....
4.       Pandey :: Ankit Pandey :: Abe Bonta class aa jaaya kar, warna back lag jaayegi....
5.       Ankush :: Ankush Agarwal :: Abhi audio ka kaam hai.. 
6.       Nasa :: Anshul Nasa :: Koi paise de do, Baniye bikhte hai….
7.       Bihar :: Avinash Kumar :: Abey yaar….
8.       Bora :: Dinesh Vohra :: Oye, puchkindar….
9.       Topper :: Gaurav Garg :: Arey yaar, aisi baat kardi….
10.       Gulzi :: Gulzar Singh :: Kyun, aisa kyun…
11.       Harshvardhan :: Bahut phislan hai yaar, and yeh jhute….
12.       Kaku :: Himanshu Bansal :: Maayayo….
13.       KP :: Karanpreet :: Oye maachis hai kya…..
14.       Kundan :: Hahahahahaha…
15.       Lalit :: Aap kaise ho….
16.       Lucky :: Lokesh Gulati :: Main toh sabko karta hoon, tujhe hi dard kyun hota hai...
17.       Harsha :: M. Harshvardhan :: U r strictly insane….
18.       Manoj :: Thik hai yaar…..
19.       Gupta :: Mohit Gupta :: Oye, koi ladki de do yaar… 
20.       Redda :: Mohith Reddy :: Tum log proxy toh maar diya karo…..
21.       Madan :: Neeraj Madan :: (never heard him and if you do, let me know)… 
22.       JB :: Nishant Kumar :: Yaar, CL chal raha hai, sponsorship laani hai…. 
23.       Zuba :: Nitish Kumar :: Tum c*****3 ho…..
24.            Parmar :: Rahul Parmar :: Arey yaar, yeh kaam bhi karna hai…..
25.       The legendary Pinky :: Piyush Tariyal :: Oye Costa, copy de naa……
26.       Prateek Rai:: (I am too afraid to write about him and you be too)
27.       TCS :: Pulkit Vashishtha :: Yaar, IMG ka kaam tha….
28.       Rajveer :: Arey yaar, time hi nahi hai nahaane ka…
29.       Bhaiya :: Shivam Saxena :: Sajni pass bulao na, yeh hi ab kehna hai ab kehna hai…..
30.       Bhaat :: Suprabhat Tiwari :: Don’t you dare say anything about Chelsea....
31.       Bhola :: Vineet Bhola :: Aaye maze….
32.       Wipe-in :: Vipin Verma :: Oye chod, dard ho raha hai…..
    

 

P.S. No offences to anyone…..

 

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The last time He saw the stars

There was a time when he desperately waited for his dad to return from office so that they both can go up to the terrace and count the stars. And now, there is a time when he still waits for his dad to return from the office so that he can drop him to his friend’s home as they both have to make a presentation that is supposed to be submitted the next day. Yesterday he met that same old friend of his who told him, “Great was the time when getting high meant on a swing. When drinking meant apple juice, when dad was the only hero, when love was mom’s hug and when dad’s shoulder was the highest place on Earth. When your worst enemies were your siblings, when the only thing that could hurt were skinned knees, when the only things broken were your toys and when goodbyes only meant till tomorrow!” But now, he is so busy that he doesn’t even have the time to relax. After listening to him, he asked himself, when did he last saw the stars and after thinking for a while, his inner voice replied, “It was during the winters of Class IXth”. After listening to this, he asked his inner voice, “Why?” and it gave him the reasons.

 

He came to class Xth and his parents started pressurizing him to study so that he could beat that score which his cousin has got and emulate him by getting himself admitted to the country’s best school. Also his teachers wanted him to score well so that they can add another name to the list of their best students. As a result, Studies became his ultimate seduction. He studied day and night, and he managed to stand up to his parent’s expectations and was admitted to that school. He still dreamed of counting the stars some day.

 

In that school, he came across the best of students which increased the competition level. He started believing in himself. His greed increased and he worked even harder so that he could make it to that college about which, his father always discussed with him when they use to count the stars. He was a brilliant student. His parents, his relatives, his teachers and his friends had high expectations from him and just to stand up to their expectations, he burnt the midnight oil. He was so preoccupied with books that he doesn’t have the time to even dream about going to the terrace and counting the stars.

 

His hard-work paid off and he made it to that college. The school life had made him so greedy that he always wanted to be the best. Since, he wasn’t God-gifted so he had to work and work hard and even harder. In the day, he’ll be attending the lectures. In the afternoon, he’ll be on the phone discussing about his project with his friends. In the evening, people can find him on the football field, saving goals for his team. In the night, he’ll be flirting with the guitar while rehearsing with his band. At the stroke of the midnight hour, he’ll be in his senior’s room playing online games and beyond that stroke; he’ll be snorting in his room. Now, he doesn’t even remember that there is a sky above and that he use to count the stars.

 

 Although his life has become monotonous and mechanical and he himself petulant, but he still is incredulous about it. The strains have improved and with these strains, came the stresses.  Perhaps other things have taken over him and it seems he has no time to count the stars.

 

But who exactly is this he?? ‘He’, here refers to you, me and every other teenager who is mentally tired, stressed out and wants a big break from his life but finding it hard to accept this. The “so called” Gen-X is working really hard to survive in this competition oriented scenario. It seems we are raising a generation of burnt out teenagers. This also reminds me of Charles Darwin’s theory of ‘Survival of the Fittest’ but if the survival is proving so costly, I’ll rather prefer to remain unfit then stressing out now so that I could die strain-lessly.

 

P.S :: I am not a racist but a colour blind who can’t see black.

 

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