Dube ka kan fuse :)

We had one subject called economics & management, I think in IIIrd year.

Dubey had attended the first lecture which was taken by the economy prof - and it was as normal as anything else.

But for the next lecture he came late to the class, and this was being taken by the management prof … Dubey darted across the classroom from the back door and sat next to me, panting and sighing with relief that the prof hadn't seen him getting into the classroom this late ... but once the euphiria of this achievement died down, he came to senses and glanced towards the prof ... And started to wear a condused look (which for Dubey, was normal those days :)) ... 

But this time, he appeared like he will nochofy his hair :) ... finally, he asked, "abbe, first lecture mein doosre teacher thhe na" ... 

"abbe pagal hai kyaa, teacher kaahe ko badal jaye ga"?

"oh han ... mere ko laga shayed .. anyway ..."

after sometime ... again, he asked, "abbe yaar sahi bata ... mere ko yaad par raha hai pahle teacher ke moonch nahi thhee" :)

But I was telling u innocently ki bhai, same subject mein teacher kaise change ho jaye ga :)

Period khatm hua, aur it took few more lectures for doobs to get used to it :)

Abhishek was in Tampa FL, and me was in MD, 35 miles north of DC. One fine day I received a call from him informing me that he has left his job and taken another one in Connecticut (north of NYC). And that he would be travelling to it shortly, and that he 'll meet me on the way. Fine, I said, and then in a couple of days, had already forgotten about it. Few days / weeks / months later, I again got a call from him, and he said, "shad, I don't think I 'd be able to reach ur place by tonight, my plans got bit screwed", 

Me: Why, where r u, and what had u planned ... . 

He: No, I started from Tampa today morning, and I was thinking I 'd see u in the eve, but I dont think I 'd able to reach DC by tonight. 

Me: Where are you now?

He: I am at the border of Georgia and South Carolina.

@#&@%$#&^ I said / did / felt. U'll too when u visualize the geography ... 

Look at relative positions of Tampa, DC ( District of Columbia), and the border of Georgia and South Carolina in the map below - and then pet pakad-2 ke laugh :).

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Khair ... few days / weeks :), later, i again got a cal from him, "Shad, I am about to reach south of DC ... ".

Me: Fine, come to the my hotel, I 'll be waiting for u.

He: No, I dont know how to come, tell me how should I. I dont know the way to ur hotel.

Me: Yeah, offcourse u dont, but I had sent the driving directions, right. Use em and come.

He: Arre yaar, uska printout to main liya nahi 

Me: WHAT @#^%@#, Sssale junk, w/o driving directions US mein koi nikalta hai kyaa ... hadd hai ... now what to do, how on earth will I know where u r and what should I tell u ... :( .. u junk ... 

*thought for sometime*

OK, lemme go to office, and gimme a call on my office number after sometime, and let us try to get u here. Sigh!!

After reaching office, I went to maps.yahoo (no google maps in those days) and he told me which cross / exit on I95 he had just crossed, and based on that I travelled in the yahoo maps and ultimately, somehow managed to get him to my office :) - his final words :) were, "OK, I m in ur office campus" :)

Feather in the cap award

I happened to glance over Girija's CV once (in his pre MBA post Wipro days), and was surprised to find mention of him having got a "feather in the cap award" at Wipro, cause to my knowledge, neither this award nor (knowing Girija) its possibility existed :).

I confronted him, "abbe, what is this, when did u get this award"?

After trying to ghumafao me for sometime, he admitted (Raju syndrome), that he, in fact, had not got it. But I wrote it there cause I thought though I never got it, I deserved to have got it.

Now, what (if not weird) u call that :)

It was numerical analysis test next day, and everybody was tensed. But Dube and myself were extremely so. We didn't know a word of the subject, literally. It was already evening, and we were panicky.

Bhala ho parmanand ka, he could not see us in such dire straits. He tried to console us, and said he'd tell some basic stuff, and that it was not that tough ... and that we shouldn't worry.

Khair, doobne vaale ko tinke ka sahara.

We went to his room, and since we went there "khali haath", both of us used his notebooks and his pens, and then power went off, so his candles, needless to say, his books. He really taught us very well, and we thought we could score non-zero marks in the paper, which was an achievement.

Next day, paper ho gaya ...

Ek do din mein marks bhi pata chal gaye.

Dube and me both had got ~60% / ~70%, we were more than happy at our over overperformance, and were celebrating when somebody told us that Permanand "gala phaad-2 ke gaaliyan bak raha hai" :) ...

Baad mein pata chala ki Parmanand had got less marks ... isliye he was frustrated. But kitne marks??? Out of 30, he had got,
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:) :)

One morning at 171, Miyan was about to start brushing his teeth when he realized something, stopped, and asked Luthra,

Miyan: Yaar Luthra, I think today you used my tooth brush.
Luthra: Nahi Arshad Miyan, I use that red vaala.
Miyan: Arre yaar mera bhi same look n feel ka hai, I used to keep it on the left side to differentiate from yours. And today mine is wet, and u just finished brushing

Others: :) :)

Luthra: Oh is it? I did not know that there were two brushes of the same type, and one of them was not mine.

Others: :) :) :)

Khair ... har koi hansa, and Arshad miyan said whatever had happened had happened, and that he'd take care of it. He went out apparently to buy tooth brushes.

Next morning Luthra was ^%$#@^%#ing in full flow at the washbasin.

Kyaa hua be?

Abbe Arshad miyan went out to buy tooth brush yesterday na, he got one brush for him, and threw both the old ones :(. Now what do i do @#^%@*&

Others: :) :) :)

Guru ji and Electromagnetics ka paper

Guru ji's halat was more than usual "phati hui" as far as electromagnetics paper was concerned. Sessionals were not adding up to much ...
The subject was tough one, had a book I still dread, this red colored book by William H. Hayt, with a lot of symbols, all greek to us :), literally and figuratively :). Lots of epsilons, thetas, Nu, Mu etc ... :), and lots of vitties (permittivity is the only one I remember at present), but there were many _____vities.

Aise mahaul mein, after we got out of the exam hall, Guru ji was discussing with me answers to different questions.

GuruJi: Yaar ye _____vity ki definition poochi thhee. Kyaa hai answer.
Me__: *gave the definition*
GuruJi: Sssala ye bhi ghalat ho gaya ... :(
Me__: Why, what did you write.
GuruJi: I wrote _____vity = ε1/ε2
Me__: (Astonished ... shocked cause though epsilons were generously used by Hayt saab in the book, they had no relation to this particular vity) And what are ε1 and ε2?
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GuruJi: Pata nahi ...

:) :)

I knew Arshad had come back from his home town that morning and was perhaps in bathroom having showers, though I had still not got out of my bed. It was too early for me, and even if Miyan had come back there was no reason for me to disturb my late morning sleep :).

But I was forced to get up - somebody was ringing the bell, and was hell bent on getting us out. (Normally salesmen etc used to get frustrated after sometime and leave, but this guy persisted).

Khair, I had to get out of bed, and from our second floor landing I asked, "what do u want".

"Arre that saab has not paid me, I m the auto vala, have brought him in my auto, he said he'll give get the money from the house and give, but he vanished"

"Wait, I said", and with not very pleasant thoughts about Miyan in my mind I shouted to him,
"Miyan, you have nt paid the auto guy, should I pay him"?

"No, ask him to wait for two minutes, I ll come and pay".

Well, I did that.

Arshad miyan, after finishing his shower aaraam se, came out, shaved, had something for breakfast, in between shouting to the auto vala, "2 minute bhaiya".
Finally, fully ready for the office, he stepped out.

"Miyan, itni der tak wait karvaya ... why did u not allow me to pay him, poor fellow"

"Arre yaar, abhi pay kar dete to bhaag jaata, abhi isi se main office chala jaoon ga "

:) ... and I thougth harrassment was one way, from the auto valas to commuters :)