7:00a.m, and my bed still feels so cozy, comfortable and welcoming...as i dragged myself outa bed.Then came that hot water shower...chilly weather and steaming hot water...now who would wanna get outa there???but then..as they say..."A mans gotta do what a mans gotta do". ;)
Finally managed to reach college on time.Two hours of class and there came my saviours..."Athmi Rai's got practice for college day...She's been called"Such a simple sentence...but can sometimes save lives...like it did mine..
Then began the the non stop music, the locking, the popping...the HIP HOPPING!!!7 hours of running around, jumping up and down, and then music calls again...This time, its our musicians.
The head banging and distortion had been restricted to only after class hours.Wonderin why??'cause its Sahyadri college of engineering.College hours here are meant only for mental torture, after which you can jam and remortalise yourselves.And thats exactly what we did.
But just look at the plight of us music lovers..all we get, as encouragemant from the college, is a 3*8 room, with no lights, no fans...jus points to plug in our instruments and the feeling of "SECRECY"We just feel like we are on some super important mission that no one should know about, and thats why we are put in some underground cave where we are literally crammed up and sticking to each other!! All this...just to keep the music in people alive.Gawd!!!we are such selfless social workers.Anyway..as i was saying..Three more hours of saving the world wit our dose of MUSIC and we were blessed with a visit from the pro drummer and guitarist of St.Aloysius college.Mr.Henster & Mr.Kevin..well you would know if you were there..the look on everyones faces when they played for us!!The awe and worship in everyones eyes when Henster did his roll and Kevin did his S**T!!Now thats why they are ALOYSIANS and we are...well...sahyadrians!!!
Dark corridors that resounded just our laughter and footsteps led us out of sahyadri at 8:00pm, followed by a game of "your IT!!"(this is our version of that silly game u guys play and call catching catching.We just make it sound all hep!!)and a wheely by Dhanush that left Elton screaming outa fear.
I was given the priviledge of SHOT GUN!!(yes, another fancy term we use when someone gets the priviledge of sitting in the front seat of Rolans Bolero)A drive to Dhattha nagar...as i appreciated the beauty of namma kudla, sitting on those rocks..the cellular phone brought me bad news.Yes!!it was moi mother!!!Curfew time had been far exceeded!!This called for desperate measures!!
Jump back in, Hit reverse gear and head straight back home!!!
Another day of fun and frolic ended with the threat to life imprisonment at the Rai residence.
11:00pm:Back home, at my desk, writing to you about today...The Day that i was "IT"!!!
Finally managed to reach college on time.Two hours of class and there came my saviours..."Athmi Rai's got practice for college day...She's been called"Such a simple sentence...but can sometimes save lives...like it did mine..
Then began the the non stop music, the locking, the popping...the HIP HOPPING!!!7 hours of running around, jumping up and down, and then music calls again...This time, its our musicians.
The head banging and distortion had been restricted to only after class hours.Wonderin why??'cause its Sahyadri college of engineering.College hours here are meant only for mental torture, after which you can jam and remortalise yourselves.And thats exactly what we did.
But just look at the plight of us music lovers..all we get, as encouragemant from the college, is a 3*8 room, with no lights, no fans...jus points to plug in our instruments and the feeling of "SECRECY"We just feel like we are on some super important mission that no one should know about, and thats why we are put in some underground cave where we are literally crammed up and sticking to each other!! All this...just to keep the music in people alive.Gawd!!!we are such selfless social workers.Anyway..as i was saying..Three more hours of saving the world wit our dose of MUSIC and we were blessed with a visit from the pro drummer and guitarist of St.Aloysius college.Mr.Henster & Mr.Kevin..well you would know if you were there..the look on everyones faces when they played for us!!The awe and worship in everyones eyes when Henster did his roll and Kevin did his S**T!!Now thats why they are ALOYSIANS and we are...well...sahyadrians!!!
Dark corridors that resounded just our laughter and footsteps led us out of sahyadri at 8:00pm, followed by a game of "your IT!!"(this is our version of that silly game u guys play and call catching catching.We just make it sound all hep!!)and a wheely by Dhanush that left Elton screaming outa fear.
I was given the priviledge of SHOT GUN!!(yes, another fancy term we use when someone gets the priviledge of sitting in the front seat of Rolans Bolero)A drive to Dhattha nagar...as i appreciated the beauty of namma kudla, sitting on those rocks..the cellular phone brought me bad news.Yes!!it was moi mother!!!Curfew time had been far exceeded!!This called for desperate measures!!
Jump back in, Hit reverse gear and head straight back home!!!
Another day of fun and frolic ended with the threat to life imprisonment at the Rai residence.
11:00pm:Back home, at my desk, writing to you about today...The Day that i was "IT"!!!
well written Miss Rai .. :)
ReplyDeletethank you nirmit:D
ReplyDeletejus tryin to make use of all that spare time:D