Thursday, May 3, 2012

Tune-today© Reader’s Story®


Tune-today© Reader’s Story®

Disclaimer- This post may resemble to any real events or peoples, if such resemblance occurs, then it should not be treated as a mere coincidence.

Prologue- There was a very innocent looking boy (name withheld, denoted by Mr A) who mastered the art of illusion in the exams. i.e. in his own words, “Exam ot mur agot boha tuwe jiman likhe, moi taat-ke besi likhu, & Mur pisot boha tuwe jiman likhe taat-koiu moi besi likhu..........karon.........duitai ji likhe sob moi likhu!!!!!”

In the 1st sem exam Mr. A coordinated with Mr P & as a result, there is a 5% difference between Mr A & Mr P. (After that Mr P changed his smiling profile picture in orkut with a picture of a black dot)
But in the 2nd sem exam, Mr A confronted Mr B who was also a skilled entity. In the 1st two papers they showed very good coordination, skilled teamwork & enhanced their performences by 227% .
But in the 3rd paper, 2P sir was the invigilator.
2P was regarded as a demon for the illusonists. Bur Mr. A & Mr. B has their motto, “Choro kal-ki baate, kal ki baat purani, roz hum likhyenge, milkar sari kahani”
Mr. A & Mr. B spent 15-20 minutes in analysing the paper & found that they have all the assets, but in between the assets & utilization of the assets, there was 2P.

In the 1st hour of the exam, they decorated their answer scripts. Then, the 1 hour bell ringed & 2P was replaced by aRe sir. aRe was very cool , most of the time he spent outside & in the meantime all assets were utilised, history has been written, teamwork reached its best, skills attained their perfection.
But again the shift changed, 2P entered. Now the problem was.........Copy of Mr.A was with Mr. B & viceversa. 2P also increased his activeness. Interchange was very risky.
30 mins to the final bell........ “wait & watch”
20 mins to the final bell........... “ Ki kora jai”
10 mins to the final bell........... “Baad de, ji hoi dekha jabo”
some batchmates were seen in the corridor.......Interchange still incomplete
7 mins to the final bell..........A bearer entered with the stapplar......heartbeats reached the peak.......... “Aaj to gaya bacchu”
Suddenly......... Ek hawa ka halka jhoka aaya......us-me Mr. B ka loose sheets bikhar gaya......kuch neeche gira.....kuch 2P ke paas...........
Aur usi mei ............
SAB OK HO GAYA

In the 3rd sem exam, Mr B found 3 different coordinates....Mr N, Mr J & Miss A.
But the covalent coordination of Mr A was ruined by Miss B. After the exam Mr A said, “Sala, Miss B r pora eku sabo nuwari, pisot dekham pisot dekham buli koi koi sari ghonta khedai dile, dukhiyak tu olop doya koribo lage !!!”

The team-effort continued till the last sem was over.


The manor now-
Mr A spread his sklls to other areas(Miss{P,S....,R}) & become a Researcher.
Mr B repented on his illusions & left Research.
Mr P joined the factory where he produce Researchers.
2P is still a nightmare for all semi-skilled proffesionals.
aRe become more cool than before.(Recently involved in a Carnot cycle)
Re:Disclaimer- If by this post someone goes through some emotional crisis & want to prosecute the author........... then.... “Chill yaar, loli pop kha....bhar mei jaa ....LOL”

The day When DCD wept


The day When  DCD  wept

Then we were in 4th sem............ About to complete MSc , few qualified NET/GATE , & others were confused about future.
Mr A was also among the confused ones. He was not sure what to do.
One day, he heard that there was a project under DCD sir. He decided to approach DCD........... but the problem was...........the project fellow should have passed MSc & Mr A was in 4th sem i.e not eligible to apply.
But Mr A....... by birth , was an warrior till death.

He approached DCD
Mr A- “Sir, apunar project eta ulaise buli sunisu”
DCD – “Okeyyy.....”
Mr A- “Moi apply koribo khujisilu”
DCD- “Okayy.......Kintu 2mi 2 pass korai nai”
Mr A- “Nohoi sir, mur ghoror obostha bor beya......kunurokom tution kori kori MSc porhilu.....solat bohut problem hoise”
DCD- “deutai ki kore?”
Mr A- “Sir , soru pan dukan diye, bor problem hoise....... tinijoni bhonti u ase ghorot...... bor kosto hoise solat”
DCD-“kintu apply koriboloi MSc pass kora hobo lage”
Mr A- “Sir apuni ye mur last bhorosha, deutaru ga bhal nohoi, kiba eta koribo nuwarile ghorot goi gumti tut bohi paan besibi lagibo, moi apunar bhorit dhorisu, mur life apunar hatote........xyz.......abc.......pqr............”

.............DCD become very emotional, he was standing in front of a helpless boy.....seeking help, & thai boy was his student.......very innocent.......very poor......very humble......

DCD said- “Okeyy, dont panic, I will do something, Interviewr date tu kiba koribo pari neki sau roba”
Mr A- “Thank U sir , moi apunar sodai dhoruwa hoi thakim”
DCD- “Okeyy, dont worry, concentrate on your studied, ami asu , sinta nokoriba, okeyy........”

....................DCD was very depressed, he spent a thoughtful hour in his cabin,his mind traveled through his past............
then he wrote a letter to the registrar to postpone the interview date of his project for two months so that Mr A can apply & get it.
Two rare precious drops fell on the letter. DCD said to himself, “For my extraordinery student !!!!” ..............

DCD took the letter & move towards HOD’s cabin for further formalities.
(Few steps were left for a beautiful morning !!!)





BUT

On his way to HOD cabin, DCD came across Miss A......

Miss A was a MSc 4th sem project student under DCD.
...... Miss A wanted to ask something about her MSc project......

DCD said, “Moi etiya olop tension ot asu, we will discuss later.”

Miss A started moving.....................

Suddenly DCD asked, “Okeyy suna-sun, tuma-lukor logor Mr A  k sini puwa nohoi.
Miss A- “Pau sir”
DCD- “Okeyy....... tar ghoror obostha bhal nohoi no, sunisu mak-bapek bemari, ghoror income naiyei, si tution kori ghor solai ase, tinijoni maan sister ase biya diboloi, okeyy, tumaluke jana tu ............”

 An astonished Miss A replied,
“Kune apunak kole..??... Tar bapekor dangor business ase, 3-4 thait property ase,.............. aru, tat bhonti-sonti nai, matro bhayek eta ase, Amar classor si yei sobot ke dhoni lora, Apunak kunubai 'bel' bonale sage !!!!”


????????What happened after that??????????


.........If anyone come across "Mr A".............. Ask Him...........


NB- Mr A............moi janu tumar khong uthise & ****..........BUT next time IIT gole tumar room ot e adda pitim, tumar “Ex maal”, “Present maal” & “future maal” or kotha discuss korim ARU 4-5 ta man dialog bohuwai “Akou nxt month ot ahim” buli ta-ta ,bye-bye dim .............:P

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