Just came back after marching. Right now, its 8 o’clock, I was looking over headlines of news paper (with 'Manu Killed Jessica: MALINI','51st FF Award with Black', 'news with Bush and nuclear deal' etc).
Meditating that chalo, I won’t write more blog now onwards, people are getting irritation just because of my blog.
In this way, Now onwards blogs at the rate of Turtle’s speed.
Now come to the title.
You must get irk, after reading it.
I awoke from a deep sleep at 0630 hrs, saluting my TROPHY "Good Morning" and thought chalo PT jana hai.
Then suddenly my wits turned on a light as like tube light, "Arrey! It is Sunday, today".
But I had to march past (at 0700 hrs), so I got up, and looked an outside view through my window, I saw that mangos were grown up, some flowers were already converted into mangos.
Then thought this time “I’ll taste it”, with feeling bitter, salty, sour, sweet, yummy-yummy.
And I came out from my room, for toilet, and I saw that a few number of traveling equipments were containing some human beings and running, like pickpockets. (Here, a highway is just in front of my room).
So in a few second I was inside toilet, that time fir tube light jali, saw my bucket with cloths, “ARREY KAPADE DHONA TOW BHOOL HE GAYA” and came back and picked up my towel, soap and walkman (to listen to music), and I switched on FM mode, and started washing my cloths with Radio Mirchi, after some time Bengali song started hitting my ear, and my wing-mate entered inside toilet, I said him “ABEY YE WALKY TUNE KARR DE, FIR SE BENGALI SURU HO GAYA”, and then he took my head phone and after tuning it, again that was on my head with “power FM, All Hits All Day”, after that had a bath.
Came back to room, clothed in for marching, did puja-archana, SARWANGASANA and looked at table clock, “OH SAAT BAJANE WALE HAIN”
I ran to issue news papers to warden office, and hooter was sounding that time, in a few minute I was in warden office, I told warden “SIR BOSE, 5651”(i.e. name of my wing and my roll no.), showing him yesterday’s news paper(these news papers were in my hand).
He started roaring “IS IT THE TIME TO ISSUE NEWS PAPER???? COME AFTER MARCHING”.
As like every time, I said him “SIR PLEASE, NEXT TIME I’LL TAKE CARE OF IT, PLEASE SIR PLEASE SIR”, as like he is everything for me.
After some please-please, he looked at me and said ”OKAY!”, I said him “”SIR TELEGRAPH and TOI” and he gave me news papers, Times of India and The Telegraph, with a yelling sound, “KEEP THOSE PAPERS HERE” and my reply was “YES! SIR”, (with chuckling, YE BENGALI KABHI NAHI SUDHARENGAI)
And I came back to my room, picked up my peak cap, and checked every room that “all wing-mate are ready or still sleeping”.
And stood, out side my room, and saw that 1st years were walking, my batch-mate saw them he shouted “1st yr RUN”, I said my batch-mate, ”ABEY SHARMA YE SUDHARENGAI NAHI, INAKO KHURAK CHAHIYE”
And I reached at hot spot.
There, so many funny things had already happened, like some of the cadets were dozing, with the help of some sitting places, 4-5 were pulling one’s leg, and he was crying “ABBEY DIMAG KHARAB MATT KARO!” after that some more character entered in that drama and all started pulling his leg.
And I was taking a round to say all my football team members (4th, 2nd yr, no one in 3rd yr) that “ABBEY AAJ SHAAM KO CHAR BAJE PRACTICE HAI, AA JANA”, (football tournament is inter sadan (wing or house) tournament so a team is a mixture of all year) then went to say first year “ABEY TUM CHARO (four are in 1st yr but only two are good player) THEEK SAADE TEEN BAJE JAOGAI AUR GOAL POST KO COVER KARR LOGAI, AGAR NAHI GAYE TOW TUM KO PATA HAI MAIN KYA KARUNGA, AGAR MERA DIMAG SATAK GAYA TOW MUJHSE BURA KOI NAHI HOGA” and they replied “YES SIR”(must be thinking that "KYA SAMAJHATE HAI YE SENIOR APANE AAP KO")
After some time warden came and start yelling “STAND IN A FALL-IN AS PER YOUR HIGHT” and our band instructor added up “MAKE YOUR LINE STRAIGHT”, some sound came out, aside of me “YE BUDDA CHILLATE-CHILLATE MARR JAYEGA”.
And parade started with band sound, but no one was marching properly, that was like morning walk.
I noticed that my one batch-mate was without name-plate, some without college belt, some without socks, one with white socks (as per uniform it was black socks, today) (all were well prepared with so many fundas, like “SIR, I HAVE GIVEN ORDER, TO MAKE--------something-something” ), though there were so many faults related to each and everyone e.g. my Peak Cap is very dirty and it is painted with so many artistic style (funny pictures, made by permanent marker).
Finally after two rounds (parade) of lawn tennis court, we ran to give our roll call, and now I am in my room.
After writing whole stuff, I clicked on preview, and read it two-three times, that “is it fine now or not”, after some previewing, some editing, even I also have edited title, was firstly 90 minutes now it is 150 minutes(Its 0900 hrs).
Now I am just clicking “SAVE !”.