The K-factors (Part-2)

Yes, I’m writing part two. There was a time I had thought that I won’t write it but today I think that I should finish what I started. I shouldn’t leave it hanging in the middle of nowhere. My college has started and both of my K-factors are not with me anymore. Kar is studying management and Khuboo is going for doctor (or whatever she decides) and I’m studying English literature.

I knew that after school we would have very different lives but I never knew that we’ll be so far away!! So, I guess this is the right time to write about them.

Well, after that first meeting the next day I didn’t fight with them over seat, instead I sat with Khuboo!! Days went on and turned to weeks. I enjoyed my time with Khuboo. Kar was still a little reserved but I had found out that he had very strong opinions, especially about girls being very lucky and privileged since there are so many girls college in Delhi University and also it was so unfair that girls didn’t suffer from hemophilia and other sex-linked disorders!! Although, I still don’t agree with him about girls being lucky in a country like India where they’re being hanged to trees…

He had a hidden debater in himself which woke up every time I said something whether it was about that day’s weather or Van de-graff generator. Yes, he had fought with me over Van de-graff generator as well!! He never gave up. Even when he knew he was wrong, he would go on and on until he won that argument. This perseverant attitude did win him many arguments. There were times when I felt like banging my head in the wall or better bang his head instead of mine.

Kar was not a stupid person but he was stubborn. I wouldn’t say that his arguments or his opinions were wrong but they were different from mine. Too much different and I guess that the reason for our conflict. Moreover, he was never ready to see the other side…in his mind there was only one side of coin which was “His side”. And me being as stubborn as he was, wouldn’t let go until and unless my head would throb with pain!!

These arguments were life of our group. I really enjoyed them and now when I think about them, well, it just brings a smile to my face. I miss these arguments. These debates only finished with me walking away and even then sometimes he would come after me speaking until he got an answer. He left only when he would be sure that I won’t utter a single word and the satisfactory slow smile that was pasted on his face immediately after silence!! Oh god, I bet he was giddy with happiness after winning these arguments, saying “yeah” and giving himself a “self congratulatory high five”!!

Apart from all these debates, we did have serious conversation and yes, he has helped me a lot too. He’s a good teacher as well. He was the one in our group who kept all of us on our toes. He was always worried about exams and thus, reminded us to work hard. He did all he could to get us serious and worried about the exams. His favorite line was “BIO WALI MUJHE NUMBER NAHI DEGI”!! I guess now he’s happy because our biology teacher did give him full marks in practical.

But, he was a black hole who sucked happiness out whenever he got a chance. There were times when his pessimistic attitude got me worked up too much. People called me a pessimist but, after meeting him it seemed that I had converted into an optimist. At least, in comparison to him I was too good.

This is where Khuboo comes in picture. She was the perfect antidote to Kar’s contagious depression. If Kar was the dark night then she was the moonlight. She is happiness personified. Khuboo is one those people who would always make you smile and would let you see the silver lining.

Even during my 12^th board exams I would call her and ask her to tell me jokes!! She is one of those rare creatures on this earth who don’t judge people very critically. She doesn’t force people to change for her and accepts them as they are. She tries to see the other side of the coin. She’s just opposite of Kar.

The most important thing for her is to live everyday to the fullest. There are very few people and I’m surely not one of them who celebrate their life. She finds reason to smile in the most depressing situations. Even as I’m writing about her, my head is filled with pictures of the time when we had laughed so hard that we literally had tears in our eyes. I don’t remember being sad in her company. She never gave a damn about what people thought about her. She was one of the most secure and self assured people that I’ve ever met.
 

What I don’t like about her?? Well, this is a hard question because I just LOVE her. But still, everyone has flaws and I guess sometimes this blow-it-off attitude of hers gets her in trouble. I don’t want her to be too much serious but I want her to think deeply and seriously about certain important things in life. It’s very important to be happy in life but to postpone things and ignore them won’t make them go away. One or the other day she’ll have to face those things and make a decision. This happy go lucky attitude doesn’t always work.

She has a beautiful and intelligent mind but why she chooses not to use it is something that sometimes irritates me. She has so much of potential to do something really good in her life but, I really think that she’s not trying hard enough. I just hope that she soon finds her niche in life and do something great!!

Well, in the end all I can say is that both of them are truly two amazing people that I was lucky enough to meet. They’ve irritated, annoyed and made me happy. They’ve always been there in the background. They made the last two years of school truly amazing. They would always be remembered together, even if they are not together!! Don’t be a stranger guys and keep in touch!! I miss you both in college!!

Your friend,

Misscrazymind ;)

PS: Kartikeya=Kar and Khushboo=Khuboo.

JUST STOP!!

It’s been over a week now…like literally!! I’ve not read the newspaper in the hope of escaping the news of the brutal killings of innocent people in the world; be it the “Gaza and Israel conflict” or “The curious case of crash of Malaysian airline MH17”. Still, it’s like you can run, you can hide but you can’t possibly escape the news of over 300 innocent people death’s because someone was too careless!!

I don’t know why all of this is happening? I’m trying to understand it. I’m trying to find a justification to all the mindless killings of the people in Gaza. Why are innocent people being dragged in a political situation and why are they paying the price of a crime that they’ve not committed? I’m not a Muslim but I’m surely a human being and what’s happening between Gaza and Israel is very unfortunate. I know that there are differences in the opinions of the leaders’ of the two states and yes, killing and kidnapping any person is a crime but to punish the innocent is also a sin then.

I know a few people were unjustly treated and I don’t want to get into this long debate about who did the wrong thing first because it’s the classic hen and egg case. I don’t care about it but, all I care about is the fact that a lot of people are dying. Their lives are being uprooted and devastated. People are being killed or should I say MURDERED!!

Why is it so difficult to sit back and talk peacefully? Is it more difficult than taking lives of innocent people? When did we become so inhuman and insensitive that lives of people mattered less than our political issues? That in the madness to gain control and have our opinion held high we forgot that it’s the people for whose interest the leaders are appointed. The leaders are there to protect people’s rights. It’s high time now; the concerned authorities should smell coffee and save the people from these mindless mad killings.

Moreover, this curious case of the Malaysian airlines being mistakenly hit by a missile; seriously…the missile just hit the plane thinking that it was a rebel plane!! How?!?!? They just made a call of blowing a huge plane mid air without checking it thoroughly? They are calling it a “TRAGIC MISTAKE”!! It’s not a mistake; it’s a HUGE BLUNDER and MURDER of 298 people!! How can someone be so careless?? And if a certain thing is faulty and you don’t know how to use it then, why use it??

With this crash of MH17 not only 298 lives were lost but this plane carried at least 6 AIDS researchers and activists among whom was the prominent Dutch researcher Joep Lange, former president of the International AIDS Society, and WHO spokesman Glenn Thomas. Therefore, this was a huge loss of the society as well.

All I can say in the end is that all this should STOP immediately!! NO MORE KILLINGS!!

FIRST DAY OF COLLEGE !!

Today was the start of a new chapter in my crazy book of life: the beginning of College. Yes, I’m officially a collegiate today. For about a week the shopping for college was in full swing. New clothes, accessories, bags, shoes, etcetera!!

Right now writing this blog post my head, my foot, my whole body is aching. It seems as if the whole week’s shopping trips have now taken their toll but still, I can’t possibly sleep without recording my first day of college. Actually, for the last whole week I’ve hardly slept but to say that I didn’t sleep in excitement of going to college would be completely wrong because I was not happy.

Yes, it’s true that I was not happy with the course I got. I never imagined myself doing English Honors because I always thought that passion and ambition can never be merged together in the practical world. A lot of my friends have taken admission in professional courses. They’ve pursued business management, law, Chartered accountancy (CA), engineering, economics, B.Com and psychology. All I could think was that I’m making a wrong decision by taking a course like English Honors when I’ve no real interest in being a professor or get into teaching line. So, the whole last week with the shopping, this constant gnawing literally ate up head as well as my appetite and sleep. I was scared. I didn’t want to make the wrong decision.

I could’ve got those professional courses but I didn’t choose them. I had come to a standstill. There came a time when I thought that I’d made a serious mistake by choosing this course. I should’ve been rational and chosen a professional course. But, today everything changed. All my fears are now shut in a locker and the key is lost.

I got up at 5 in the morning and started getting ready for my first day. Even while getting ready I couldn’t muster up much excitement for today. At sharp 7:30 am I got out of my house. Throughout the journey to my new college I tried to infuse happiness. I wanted to be happy when I stepped into that college. I didn’t want to remember my first day of college being sad. Alas, I gave up on being happy when we reached Moments mall in Kirti Nagar and I started looking out of the window.

There was not much of traffic in the morning and the weather was pleasant. I kept on gazing outside. Soon we reached Rajinder Nagar and from there my favourite part of Delhi started; Talkatora Garden, President’s Estate, Rashtrapati Bhawan, South Avenue Area, Teen Murti Marg, Race Course, Lodhi Estate, Lodhi Garden. My college is just situated in the walking distance of Indian Habitat Centre and Jawaharlal Nehru Stadium. Therefore, when I reached my college I was very much happy.

This area has always held a certain charm of its own. I never cease to be fascinated from the different colour ambassador cars of Navy, Airforce and other government officials or the greenery, bump free roads and cleanness. I always used to tell my dad that he was very lucky to be working in PM security. And the irony of life is that now I’ve got my wish. I would go to this place every day for the next three years. This area is undoubtedly the best area of the Delhi. It’s a blend of Old and New both, in just the right proportion.

So with a smile on face I entered my college but the smile was wiped off my face as soon as I enter the building where some 100 or more confused students were frantically asking each other about the courses they belonged to in the hope of finding someone in their course and those who were not asking were gathered in front of wall where I think was the timetable and room No.’s of different courses were displayed. The only thing I did was to stand there for a while and observe but, after a moment I thought of stepping out because it was very suffocating. As soon as I was leaving a girl asked me about the course I belonged to. I told her and her face turned paler than it already was. She’d asked me about my course after mustering up a lot and courage and staring. She was very nervous and was worried that she’d miss the first lecture!! LOL!!

Just after I finished talking to her, two other girls asked me and finally the 3^rd girl who asked me seemed elated as soon as she heard that I was from English honours. Both of us after a quick introduction, started our hunt for the classroom in a college that was under construction and where no one knew where the rooms were and in this quest of finding the room my foot slipped in cement!! Like seriously, till then we both had asked at least 10 people to tell us where room no.-104 was situated and all of them gave us blank expression. Finally we found the rooms but, I realized that the other girl who was with me was from Section A and I was in Section B, hence my expedition continued. Finally I found my classroom too, on the top floor. I entered that classroom and sat near the window. Children in my class were talking in low voices to each other or toying with their smart phones. I also took out my phone and thought of wishing my friend Khuboo “Best of Luck” for her NATA exam.

After all this hunting my mood was back to normal. I was not happy but then I was not sad too. I talked to her and told her that everything was RIDICULOUS except the JNU Stadium view from the classroom. The first period got over and during that time I met 3 girls. One of them was from Nepal, other from UP and the last one was SUPER SHY but from Delhi. We headed to our next class. There also nothing happened, except a few more introductions whose names I’ve forgotten!! In all the second period was totally boring and that was the time when I started missing my school, like seriously!!

So, the shy girl in the tow I roamed around the college; went to the college canteen (which I’ll never go back to), amphitheatre and the grounds. Finally, in the last class something happened. Our seniors came and asked us to give our introduction but, not a single child stood up. After a lot of coaxing a few students stood up but the others kept on talking amongst themselves and not a single word was audible to us.

The seniors, who were to be our very personal “hellhounds from hell” and do our ragging, were the best people that I found in college. They were very approachable and with no attitude. They didn’t force anyone and after a while when they realized that no one was listening they sat back. I talked to my seniors for that whole period. One of them was Preeti. She was particularly very sweet and told me about all the societies and how the college worked.

All I would say in the end was that the first day of college didn’t start that well but it surely did end on a happier note. My seniors were really great and this one-two-one interaction with them was very informative. I never thought that I’d say this but, “yes, I look forward to tomorrow’s day”!!

PS: Oh, did I forget to mention my professors? Well, that’s because they didn’t show up!! Hoping they’ll come tomorrow!! J