THE TRAIN NOT TAKEN!

(Based on a true story)
16th May, 2010

“Beta, uth jaa... abhi saamaan bhi pack karna hai.”
“uuuuunnnnnnnnn...... Sone do na papaaa. Abhi toh soya hoon.”
“DHAWAL... 8 baj gaye hain... aur kitna soyega?? Saara din sota rehta hai..saari raat sota rehta hai..!!”
With that he went and switched off the main power supply of my room. Now, howsoever lazy or sleepy you may be, you can’t sleep without atleast a fan in peak summer. And, in order to switch on the fan, i’d have to go all the way to the ground floor and switch it on. So, after 5 minutes of lazing around on the bed, i got drenched in sweat. Ultimately, i had to wake up. This is one of many irritating ways conceived by my dad to wake me up. In winters, he takes away my blanket and leaves my without any cover from cold and consequently, i have to wake up. With just 3 hours of sleep, i moved towards the washroom with red eyes.
“Dhawal.. tu saara din sota rehta hai. Fir bhi teri aankh laal kyu rehti hai..??”
“Mujhe kya pata?”
What i obviously did not tell him was that i used to be on the phone with my girlfriend all night. Today was no different and i had been talking to her till 7am – so late because maybe it was the last time we were talking over local network. From now on, it will be costly STD calls, the meetings would become fewer and far between and there will be distances. I’d have to wait for months to even see her face. I had got selected at S.C.R.A (Special Class Railway Apprentice), which acording to my dad, is the next best thing in Indian government after an I.A.S officer. To all those who don’t know about S.C.R.A, click here. I was amongst the lucky 38 out of 1.25 lakh applicants who were called to join the prestigious IRMEE by the U.P.S.C. Only God knew how i had managed to pass in the written exam, and then the interview, and then even the medical exam! (Mind you, 6 people even failed the medical exam out of 44 and I am skinny, unhealthy and fragile by every standard.) Even my dad (my harshest critic) was marvelled that how i had managed to clear all these stages without even preparing for them for even a minute. Even i found the fluke too hard to digest.
But, here i was, all through. Now i will soon get paid for studying- that too Rs.18,000 per month. And after my engineering degree will get over at IRMEE, i’d be luxurioulsy placed as an Asst. Engineer in Indian Railways earning a handsome 40,000 per month (plus the govt perks and allowances and there in no limit to ‘upar ki income’.) My days of toiling and slogging at IIT were over. My friends had even given me the most awesome farewell treat and i sill feel indebted to them. Today i was leaving for the IRMEE campus at Jamalpur, Bihar by the afternoon train. All set for an awesome life, wasn’t i..??
Back to reality, i refreshed myself and started searching for anything that i had forgetten to pack.It had been fun shopping for all the things. Nothing feels better than to roam around in the streets of Delhi. You realize the amount of variety God has created in the world. The week-long shopping extravaganza in connaught place had been an awesome experience after 4 months of sulking around at IIT-Ropar. I had to leave for the station by noon so as to reach in time. By 10am, everything was packed and well in place.
These are the times when all the weird things start coming into your mind. And one such thought struck me too that was enough to change my life. ENGINEERING – i had been studying engineering at an IIT for the past 2 years. But, Had i learnt anything? Was i interested in it? Did i have any sort of passion for it? Did i want to be engineer? Was i enjoying what i was doing and was about to do? Was i excited? Did I even want it in the first place? Strangely, the answer to all the these questions was the same - a mono-syllable word “NO”. I had got good grades in many subjects even at IIT but did i ever understand them? “NO.” And yet,the place i was about to go to, required me to continue this and bluff myself. Was i doing the right thing? "NO".
Was it a momentary move or my rush of blood, i still do not know. I went up to my dad and said ," Papa, can i talk to you?"
"Haan beta, bolo.."
"Dad, i am not going to S.C.R.A. In fact, i don't want to go to S.C.R.A."
"What do you mean???", said my dad with a puzzled face.
"I am not interested to go to S.C.R.A. I am staying here only."
"WHAT??? Are you all right??" My dad was still to come to terms with what i was saying.
"Yes Dad. I am all right. I am saying this because this is what my heart wants"
"why is your heart is saying bullshit all of a sudden? Dhawal, you just don't know anything. Why the hell are you saying all this?"
"DAD, I AM SAYING WHAT I KNOW IS RIGHT TO MAKE ME HAPPY. I - WILL -NOT- GO." This time, my voice was loud. And i hated myself for talkin so loudly.
"WHAT IS THIS? if this is what you wanted then why the hell did you give the exam? Why did you decide to leave IIT in the first place? Why did you go on a shopping spree for S.C.R.A? Why did you not leave it long time back? Why did you do all this drama in the first place?" There were a lot more ''why's'' thrown at me.
"Dad, i did all this because i thought money was all one wants. I thought happiness increased with your stature. I thought great things makes us happy. But NO. Happiness makes great things. I have been an idiot all my life. i took science because i thought taking up anything else was a shame after 94% marks. I took engineering beacuse it was more popular. I joined IIT because i thought the best institute was the best thing to do. But today, i realize i never did anything on my own. I just followed what the world thought was right and i thought that was right. I thought SCRA gave me good money and that would make me happy. But dad...i'm not interested in engineering anymore. i never was. The money may keep me smiling all my life, but i don't think i will be happy. I don't wanna waste the next 4 years doing what i don't like. I don't want to continue wronging my life just because i did this in the past. Dad, please. For the first time in my life, i am conscioulsy deciding something for my happiness. PLEASE."
I don't know how it affacted my dad but he just smiled and said, "Anything for you son! Anything for your happiness. I want my son to be happy. Nothing else matters." And he hugged me. Tears flowed from my eyes. That was the best moment of my life. I just closed my eyes. I don't know for how much time i hugged my dad but when i opened my eyes, my heart was happy and so was my dad. I happily unpacked my bags and 1 hour later, we were having lunch and enjoying. Was i happy?? YEAH SURE, I WAS!!
As the noon passed, i decided to timepass by watching T.V. What i saw left me open-mouthed. There had been a stampede at New Delhi railway station. Numerous people had been injured. Few had died too. The platforms of two bihar-going trains were exchanged at the last moment which lead to the stampede. I....was supoosed to board the Vikramshila express - one of those two trains. i din't know what to do first - to thank god for keeping me away from it or to feel sad for all those who were there. (to read more, click here)
Today, when i look back at that day, i still feel weird. I do thank God to give me those thoughts at that moment. Maybe, i will not earn so much in my life but i am content. My dad tries to convince me to try for I.A.S because that's the only thing better than S.C.R.A. But,right now, i don't care about it. I have my brilliant friends still with me who have even made my engineering life quite enjoyable though I had to give all of them a return treat. But thats not worth caring about. The studies may suck but i have a nice company. I am still at IIT. I am not courageous enough to leave IIT for the hate of engineering. Security is still a dominant option in india. But, i am now left with just 2 years of engineeirng rather than the 4 years i'd have had to spend at SCRA. Today, i am happy and smiling, both at the same time! I realized why people always say to follow your heart. It may seem a bit harsh but it definitely keeps you happy.
THANKS GOD! THANKS DAD! THANKS MY FRIENDS! THANKS TO ALL!!!

GIRLS AT IIT - Part:3 The Unsung Heroes

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Hence ends the first year of IIT. The nerds are left with all kinds of experiences. Some have a really happy life with their Miss fortune while some are left with a CGPA that's definitely not worth boasting about. Some are left dejected after all their attempts go in vain while some are left with humiliating nicknames that stick on with them for the rest of their degree. While there are some nice experiences to share, most of the horrifying ones are dropped in the closet. 40% of both guys and girls in the campus are committed. There are the rest 60% for the taking. This process in turn gives a wondeful example of love, lust, frustration, strategy and long term investments. Of the remaining 60% of guys about two-third of them manage to find their love/crush/infatuation somewhere in the remaining 3 years which gives them the feeling that they have nothing left which can make the college life more rocking. The remaining 20% head into various directions- Some become frustrated lots with nothing to do, some just spend their whole time watching stuff on their laptop. Some who turn away from the world and think that everything is "moh-maaya".


BUT, the strategies that people develop to develop relationships are really commendable. But, more interesting are the ones who remain single. There are some who end up getting frustrated for all 4 years of their degree because they have been unsuccessful in all their attempts to hook up with batch-mates, seniors and even juniors. While there are others who leave hope after first attempt only and think of everything as “moh-maya”. There is also a small group which moves towards spiritualism and a similar number dedicates itself completely to the hard-rock metal bands and, like depressed souls, they keep screaming sad songs in a voice that is as hoarse as it gets. There are also lots of people who move around like free birds and take fun in doing all the senseless things of the world while there are some who become enslaved to the opposite sex. There are also some (of both sexes) who start showing traits of ‘Homosexuality'. Amidst all this, one can notice a handful of guys and gals who hardly make public appearances and are mostly seen roaming around the campus to contribute to the non-existent nightlife.


The second and third year sees commitment of 40% of the females present- 20% in each year. The peer pressure helps and everyone gets an inspiration to have a spouse. The mushy-mushy feelings start seeding up, ‘kuch-kuch hota hai’ and people start dreaming about a ‘happily ever-after’. The romantic songs start striking a chord in the heart and ‘Love is in the air’. Hence, the friends start realizing that they are more than ‘just friends’, the ‘just friends’ become ‘close friends’ which further develops into something more substantial in the following years. The density of the ‘premi-joda’ increases with the number of semesters and everyone finds something to stay smiling about. The unlucky guys, too, find luck somewhere else and settle down with their love. Thus, by the time the third year ends, 80% of the population have that someone special in their lives. The remaining 20% are just too careless or too unlucky to not be in the same crowd. But there is one bottom line that holds true- “EVERYONE, BE IT ANY BOY OR GIRL, DREAMS TO HAVE THAT SOMEONE SPECIAL IN LIFE.” (atleast once a semester). If you don’t believe me, try asking any IITian to give an honest answer on that one.


The fourth year is amongst the least happening in terms of hook-ups. Only a few get hitched, most of their partner being juniors with whom they had an interaction because they attended a ‘fakka’ course with them. The real happenings show up on the darker side. Everyone starts to concentrate on career, internships, jobs, CAT,etc. Suddenly, the value of money is understood and the feel to win the rat-race takes over. Love takes a backseat and thats the time when some of the couples break up. Some have distances creeping up while some find it really hard to manage the long-distance relationships now. Some start fighting too much while some just find that there is no X-factor left in the relationship to keep them motivated. To the parents’ surprise, the phone bills start coming down and their child starts to show some real maturity. Only the deep-in-love and strong couples manage to stand through the storm of career tensions. Some even go to the extent of sacrificing a well-paying job because they want a job where they are as near to their partner as possible while the daring ones decide to study together for two more years doing MBA from some IIM. Hence, after the season of break-ups in fourth year, only 50% of the population of a batch is still committed which also depreciates linearly as months progress.


In all this hullaboo, the females are the surely the ones living on the greener side of the grass. They have the option of choice, accept, reject, cancel, avoid, praise, abuse and what not! They always have a good number of idiots at their command for any help. They don’t have the tension to achieve expertise in umpteen number of computer games. They have the peer pressure to study because the other girl has finished the whole course. And, even then, they may never be the toppers but definitely have a much better average grade than their male counterparts.


But, in the duration of four years that are spent at IIT, the people that are never taken seriously are the guys. Thought to be in abandon, they are easily available and taken granted for. Thought to be the most intelligent bastards, they are hardly considered seriously. But, once people pass out, the guys are the ones whom they miss the most. Its only the guys with whom you spent 80% of the time in the campus. Its generally the guys whom you call your best-friend. Its only the guys whom you can blame for anything. Its only the guys on whom you can throw the filthiest of abuses and get the same in return and still remain the best of friends. Its only the guys with whom you can truly be what you are without caring about what the guy will think. Its only a guy whom you can disturb in the middle of night for even the stupidest of reasons and still get genuine help in return. Its only a guy with whom you share your deepest of secrets- even those where you acted like an asshole and still laugh about it. Its only the guys whom you miss the most after your degree. Its only the guys with whom you can have the weirdest of competitions like gaming, finishing seasons of serials, abuses, stupidity, etc. Its only the guys in front of whom you won’t ever feel hesitation. Its only the guys with whom you can fight your level best. Its only the guys who can’t object to any of your statement but instead give a better one in return. Its only a guy who does not mind even if he is made fun of. Its only a guy whom you can give bumps and kicks with your full strength. Its only a guy who lets you know your bad traits by funnily discussing it. Its only the guys who stays with you forever knowing what you truly are...


The guys- are indeed the silent contributors. They are present everywhere in the campus but are not taken seriously just like the air around us. Air is present everywhere but we don’t realize its importance till we feel lack of it. Just try imagining your campus life without all the guys for a minute. Were you able to imagine it...? This is to acknowledge all the guys’ silent contribution to our lives. How they make our time memorable and bearable...


HAIL - TO - ALL - THE - GUYS..!!!


We are great! Its just that we are too modest and busy to glorify or praise our contributions!!

************* T H E – E N D**************

P.S: This article is dedicated to the only friend of mine who does not have any girl in his friend list. Dude! You rock!

Note: This article in not meant to make any derogatory inference to anyone and has been written as a single person’s perception by a personally conducted research on a lot of IITians - both male and female. However, any offence or hurt of sentiments is not regretted. All the coincidences with reality are true and intentional.

THE MOST BEAUTIFUL GIRL EVER..!

Well.. i fall for girls as often as i see a movie. And i fall out of them sooner. The effect of the beauty is just like those of scenic locations. After ten minutes, you tend to get bored of it. Since, girls have a feedback mechanism too, so it takes upto ten days to normalize to their beauty. Currently, I'm in love with maria-the item girl in 'niyat' song from "teen-patti".( Man! She is smokin hot!) But some faces remain etched in your memory forever. No matter where you are, what you are doing, that face always stays at the back of your mind. Me, being no exception, also have a few of those faces at the back of my mind too.

It all started with me clearing J.E.E. Now I'm in IIT-the most prestigious college of the nation. At IIT, everything happens. You can go on doing every kind of imaginable nonsense (yes,i mean every kind!) for 20 days and study the last 5-6 days and get a decent grade. But some dumbos like me compromise on that 5 day period too and study only when my ass is on fire. Now, if you are a normal person, you can easily study (with full concentration) in hostel between 3am-9am (coz that the time when other normal fellows are asleep). But, if you also sleep in that time-line like other normal fellows, then even god can't make you study inside hostel. It is then that your hear the name of something known as "READING ROOM" aka R2.

It is the place "officially" made for students to study in silence at any time of the day. So, i also headed to the place thinking that i will study in that geek place where u have to maintain pin-drop silence. With full intent to study,i showed my id card to the guard outside, i entered the reading room hoping to see hordes of bespectacled morons giving me a one-time look and then again burying their faces inside the books. But, fortunately or unfortunately, it was nothing close to the belief. Here is a brief view of what i saw -

There were about 10-15 laptops on the tables near the walls where equal number of singletons and couples (deep in love) will be watching some latest movie together which they have just downloaded from the LAN. There were 3-4 groups of about 5-6 students (2-3 of them being girls with one being exceptionally good-looking) who had books opened in front of them but were not even looking towards them. All that they were doing was chatting something nonsense which contributed to making fun of one of them or throwing things like pen,eraser or even the girl's hair-band at one-another. Then, there was one decent looking girl who was running behind a guy to beat him up.( He must have praised her beauty in wrong way.) Also, there were some Ph.D/M.tech students who were either chatting with their spouse or discussing some gossiping so loud that i can catch their words at the entry gate itself.(they were making fun of some professor,i guess). In one corner there were gangs of vella guys who were studying as well having some funny senseless chat going on at the same time. In another corner,there was a group of studious girls (listening songs on their cellphone) who were pretending to study while trying to show style absent-mindedly to get some bhaav from someone. In the middle there were some loners who were effectively doing nothing than passing time. Amongst this crowd, i also saw some geek faces in the farthest lonely corner of the room who were studying as if they were working on some research paper of metaphysical theory which they had to submit tomorrow,else their life was at stake.

Suddenly, I realized one thing. All the beautiful faces that i was seeing in the reading room, I had never seen them during the whole month i had spent in IIT. I still don't know why those girls were never visible during daytime. Maybe,they only attended classes and slept off during the whole day or, who knows, they were vampires or something like that. The surprise look of the reading-room took a while to sink in. Then i found an empty table near the geeks where i put my bag and took out my griffith. After rating every beautiful girl on the horizon on the beauty scale from 1-10, i got back to studying because "my minors were around the corner and i had spent my lectures trying every possible idle work i could think of. I even tried jumping from the window just after the attendance. But that was good enough for only one time. Now, to make my studying process comfortable, i placed my feet on the chair on the opposite side of table and started studying the concept of vector algebra. I got lost (and confused) in the world of curl, divergence, gradient,etc where the author tries his best to say things which no common folk can understand. After 10 minutes of concepts of electrodyanmics,i felt like burning off that book. Suddenly a voice said " Can you please move your feet?" I was too irritated with electrodynamics to pay heed to anything else. 10 seconds later i heard a sweeter voice saying "Excuse me, Can you please give me this chair?"

The voice went deep into my heart and i felt something weird inside me. Then, i realized the voice was referring to me. I looked up and... i went blank. My jaw dropped, Violins started playing, My senses went numb,my knees went weak,i found myself unable to move- for a moment i thought i had died and an angel was greeting me. " Hellooo, is someone already sitting here?" the voice was sweetest this time. Coming back into reality, i somehow manged to get my legs off that chair. But my other senses refused to respond. My eyes still kept gazing at her like people gaze at mona lisa. Here i attempt to convey hear beauty in words.

+ a perfectly oval face with skin as fair as milk.
+ nice flowing hair neatly tied beahind her head.
+ beautiful glowing eyes, pink lips with perfect smiley teeth, cute cheeks and nose
+ frameless glasses increasing her beautiful innocent looks
+ black shirt brilliantly displaying her sensousness.
+ All the body parts perfectly in place and in shape as well.
+ her voice which was the sweetest i have heard in a really long time.

Then, without even looking at me, She took the chair and sat on the table next to me and buried her face in some thin book (i think it was a novel.Beautiful girls can't be geeks.) My eyes just kept gazing at her like an astrinomer gazes at the stars. 30 seconds later i realized that my line of sight was perpendicular to the placement of my book and the beautiful angel had also noticed this.

(more in next part)

P.S: It was no surprise that i got 7marx out of 25 in the electrodynamics exam 2 days later..!

NOTE: If by any chance, the beautiful girl is reading this post, then please forgive me but the captivity power of your beauty has increased exponentially with time.

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Girls at IIT's- part:2 (The adventures of misfortune!)

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Hence starts the session at the IIT’s. About 5000 people enter the IIT’s of which about 500 are girls. Now,if you are a girl at IIT, you need not worry about anything. You will be like a princess, you will have loads and loads of admirers, your assignments will be taken care of, everything will be acording to your likes and dislikes and much more.. BUT, if you are a guy, you have got a lot of things to think about. Now, when a guy starts his engineering life, he sees girls for the first time because he has been a geek (by normal standards) for the past 12 years (the contradictions are not absent but very rare). So, now you get to see the college life- the world around us, the sights of nature, outside life, movies every week, malls, and the most influential things- GIRLS.

Now, the realization comes that beauty lies not only in the mathematical equations of calculus but somewhere else too! Something that attracts you blindly without any introduction. Now, comes the understanding of words like “infatuation”, “crush” , ”love”, etc. Everyone gets a copy of "Five point someone" and starts dreaming about a "neha" that they are about to find in the campus. They don't know that all such hopes and dreams of theirs are about to be crushed in near future. (For your information, never dare to even talk about a faculty's daughter. Your grades might just get halved. I know of only one person till date who had an affair with the Dean's daughter and actually got married to her.)

As we already know, the sex ratio at IIT’s is not a thing to be talked about. So, in order to lead a happy life at IIT you must have two things to keep you occupied – studies or relationship. The study ones are called the geeks, whereas the latter ones are called lucky. The (rare) ones having both are called “studs” and the ones having none, living solely on friendship and therefore doing all the useless things in the world, are called the “self-proclaimed studs” (Yours truly also belongs there. This article is a live example my uselessness). Now, in case you are a self-proclaimed stud, you must have worshiped god real hard and true to make you “lucky”. Then, God puts you in departments like Biotechnology and architecture where the females can even outnumber the males, which, is heaven in IIT by any standards! BUT, if you have been unkind to mankind, God may put you in departments like Mechanical engineering where you will feel for even the sight of females. And, if you have been brutal all your life, then beware! God will put you in departments like “mining” and “metallurgy” where the entry of girls is not even permitted!

On the registration day everyone sees all the faces around them. There, you get to see all kind of humans you can think about – grumpy, geek, idiot, stupid, smart, ugly, shy, horrible, Greek-gods, skinny and ,last but not the least, BEAUTIFUL ONES. And, without any mutual understanding, 90% of them keep their eyes engraved on a single person- the girl who is the best among the ones present. Let’s call her Miss Fortune. Now, from a guy’s perspective there are lots of hurdles between him and finding a Miss Fortune for himself.

1)She must have cracked J.E.E and not be someone’s relative who has come to see off someone (this hurts real bad!).
2) She must have chosen your IIT at the time of counseling. (By law of averages, it narrows the number to 60).
3)She must be in your department. (This further narrows the number down to a “maximum” of 10 - biotechnology & architecture are exceptions).
4)She must be your group. (Further narrowing to a maximum of 5.)

Now, in case you do find a Miss fortune satisfying all the above conditions, there are few more important conditions that are to be considered-
5)You get to talk to her. (Now, don’t ask me numbers on that one.)
6)She must give you some “bhaav”. (Don’t be daydreaming about that! She can always have any number of idiots like you at her command.)
7)There should not be anyone ahead of you in the race for the same Miss Fortune.
8)She should not be already committed to someone else (MOST IMPORTANT).

About 10-20% of the girls getting admission in IIT's go on to become someone's Miss fortune. But, everyone participates in the real race for grabbing Miss Fortune. They easily become the center of attention. As soon as guys get to know their names, the nerds flock towards the social networking sites viz orkut, facebook, hi5 and start searching her there. In case they do find her, they add her without a thought. Then, like a child stares at the animals in the zoo, they start checking out her profile and pictures (if she has put any) and hence, try to gather as much info about her as they can. Some go even further by gathering information from their sleuths in other colleges. As soon as she comes on-line,she would see a page showing 30-odd friend requests and a greater number sending her “Hi” as soon as she has logged in. Her scraps would rise exponentially along with beautifully decorated and colourful picture messages and e-cards and there will be a flood of sweet, cute testimonials on her profile. She is followed everywhere, except the loo, with dedication that can put even FBI spies to shame. Now, obviously if you get that much attention, even Gandhiji will get a high air about himself.

So, as mere mortals, the females too get a high air and the males do equally good to promote it. Suddenly, a fashion wave sweeps the academic premises. The makeup shops nearby make a merry and even run out of stock. The makeovers are the in-thing and the studious geeks transform into beautiful models, thereby producing more OOH's and AAH's. In case, you follow your Miss Fortune closely, you can very well see the different skin-shades above and below the neck courtesy their hostel-made beauty-parlours. Every new day presents them as if they are walking the red carpet at the Oscars. And, the dress repetitions, That cant happen! But, on some unlucky days, you can actually tell if your babe took a bath or not by simply seeing her in her true avatar in her "Just-out-of-bed" look. A lot more happening things keep you interested till atleast a month. But,one thing that this race obviously gives, is a very good demonstration of Crab theory- every crab is more interested in other's failure than his own success.

With all these facts in mind, you can very well find the probability of you actually managing to hook up with your Miss Fortune. The probability would come as low as the probability of flying pigs. Just in case she ain't committed, she would most probably fall for the someone of her choice within the first semester. She chooses the one who suits her best, but umpteen hearts break in the background during in the process. Hence, by the time the first semester ends, 20% of the Miss Fortune are already taken. By that time, most of the hopefuls have given up saying ”she was not my type” or “i never tried” (typical loser statement of the diplomats), but still some do keep trying away for the remaining ones and give rise to the part that goes on to dominate the next 4 years of their life. There is also a small portion which stays hopeful and waiting for a chance so as to become the second partner of the first lot of Miss Fortunes. But, they never succeed. ( Losers!! Get a life for yourself first!) So, if the girls are interested in finding some true friends, they do it after the first semester.

Now, howsoever are the girls entering IIT, 20% are already committed or get committed to someone outside ,thus breaking more number of hearts. Now, 40% of girls are out of reach of the aam-junta. But, the rest 60% are yet remaining which can give a great expertized knowledge and demonstration about approaches. Also an equal percentage of guys in IIT are also committed, but the percentage of those who always see their sweetheart in class is limited to single digits only.
{more later}

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P.S: IN case you have managed to read through all the crap written above,there is a clarification. Any similarity with reality is unintentional and may vary with the reader's life and opinions.For any objections on the post, please bother to contact or mail me first.