FOUR HOURS of BOREDOM...!!

PROLOGUE------->>>
THIS POEM IS DEDICATED TO A GIRL (my former friend)  OF B.TECH-BIOTECH...............IT WAS THE LAST DAY OF OUR  1ST  INTERNAL EXAMS OF 2ND SEMESTER..................SO ALL HOSTLERS WERE ALL SET TO LEAVE FOR THEIR HOME....

AS SHE BELONGED TO GHAZIABAD, SHE OFFERED ME A LIFT IN HER TATA SUMO TO MODINAGAR.......................................BUT BEFORE THAT, SHE HAD A LITTLE PIECE OF WORK IN MEERUT...SO SHE ASKED ME TO WAIT IN COLLEGE FOR ABOUT HALF AN HOUR................................

I AGREED.......................IT WAS 12 NOON...

TIME WAS PASSING..........tick....tick......

1 O'CLOCK......:o :o

1.05......1.10......1.15......1.20......1.25.....1.26.....1.27....1.28.....1.29.....1.30 :o :o ENOUGH!!!!

I CALLED HER........THIS WAS "A MOMENT OF SHOCK".....HER SISTER RECEIVED HER PHONE (IN GHAZIABAD)....--"SHE IS AT HOME....CAME AT 1.10".....haaaawwww!!!! She ditched me..!!!!! :O :P

I WAS FEELING GIDDINESS THAT DAY..UNABLE TO GO BACK HOME ALONE.....TILL THEN, ALL OF MY COULLEAGUES, WHO ASKED ME TO JOIN THEM WHILE GOING BACK HOME, HAD ALREADY LEFT.....B'COZ I HAD DENIED FOR THE SAME :( .......THE BIGGEST MISTAKE I EVER MADE:o:o..

NOW I WAS ALL ALONE IN THE COLLEGE...

My eyes were looking for a figure to accompany me in my hour of boredom...:O:O.........But could not find even a single one.......the ether was silent.....though seemed as if giggled on my fate....:O It was not only the ether,,,but also the flora...:( :(

Once again....An effort to catch someone...:O :O but where!!!!!!!!!!! :O :O mmm mmm...yess CANTEEN....!!

EMPTY.....:(

Now MY ANXIETY HAD CROSSED ITS ALARMING LEVEL.....but what could have been done now!!!!!!!!...I HAD TO SPEND THE REMAINING 4 HOURS IN COLLEGE......bu how!!!!! : O :O :O  :O

So..............................:) ;)

A quest for college bus.....!!!! mmm...mmmmm!! aahaaa...got it....

WHILE I WAS SITTING IN MY COLLEGE BUS, I PENNED A POEM DEDICATED TO WHAT SHE DID TO ME......

HERE IT IS.........

That day I felt as if,

All sorts of miseries of life had pervaded me.

An hour of waiting,

Followed by three hours spent in repenting.

I tried to come to limelight,

I endeavored to speak out my plight.

But I had become like a withered leaf,

For she had betrayed me that was the only grief.

My soul had been strangled in the bog of treacherous world,

The sole world seemed to be sanguinary of innocence,

This universal truth in my eyes was still blurred.

I had no time for repentance.

A sense of avenge had filled my sacred heart,

How profound the truth does hurt.

I promised myself to be as the whole world is,

The existing parsimony, meanness and silliness taunted me like honeybees.

I cursed myself for the moment,

When I suffered waiting in the scorching heat.

Still when I recall the moment,

The moment that occurred to me as a juncture of life,

Makes my soul vehement.

To defeat her heart with comment’s knife.

I had set my eyeballs at the door for her in anticipation,

And lastly succeeded in my innocence’s cremation.

Lulled by four hours of boredom,

Made my heart again humdrum.

A lesson to learn from it would be a bit hard,

Would I be able to evade from the innocence’s orchard!!

                                                                           

                                                                                                   KHUSHBOO KANSAL

                                                                                                   23^rd FEB,08 [AT 1400 HRS]

The ORIGIN of being MASTER IN MIMICRY..

An interest is worthless unless one goes crazy about it, and it becomes a TALENT...
The story revolves around those golden days of my ALMA-MATER....I was a student of class-9....It is the time when a child learns how to make relationships so smooth not only with his/her mates, but also with the elders (teachers)...The taciturn behavior with the teachers seems to come to an end at this age....One starts feeling nostalgia while heeding to next class....So did it happen to me (during the last days of february 2004)....Our annual exams were approaching...It was my second last day in class-9....Our Physical Health Education lecture was in its full swing....The only thing that used to allure the students of our class the most was the KILLING BEAUTY of our teacher-Mrs.Reema Sethi....That day, no one seemed to be in the mood of studying any more....M'am, showing her empathic attitude :P :P, took the initiative that should have been taken from our side very earlier of closing the books.....keeping them aside....starting to crack jokes.....Till then, I had been famous for CRACKING THE BESTest ;) JOKES in the school....Even I was not acquainted with what was all set to happen in the class because of my activities....as I was unknown of my ability to mimic someone......who cares if one mimics his/her family members at home!!!!....:P :P
I liked the way M'AM used to teach us.....Students began shouting-----"KHUSHBOO..GET UP..N START CRACKING THE JOKES....U R THE BEST"......So did I....After cracking around 10 jokes...A prank stroke to my mind...was unaware of its consequences....:P I said-"M'am ..I like the way you teach us..Shall I do the mimicry of your way of teaching!! (formally) :P"...She nodded to it positively...Nobody had ever expected that even a topper student can do this way....I began my work..:P On the one hand, I was busy in concentrating over my activity....And turning my pale face with eye-balls towards M'am on the other :P :P...
But the things went smoothly...The whole lecture cleaved its way to let me go through my activity..:P
Everybody enjoyed a lot.....Next day (the last day of class-9), as expected, this news got spread throughout the department...."SOMEONE MIMICS THE TEACHERS VERY WELL"...:P :P
Now everything began to happen unexpectedly......All teachers asked me to mimic them in their respective lectures.....I had got a new way of amusing the entire class besides myself......"Cracking the jokes" was soon forbidden....because performing something LIVE in front of a person (teacher),who soon used to become a taciturn,was a new experience.....:) ;)
In this way, my unknown talent got a zealous path to move on.....:) This continued till class-12....The students had got a new way to jettison the boring Substitute Lectures.....;) I never practised before the performanceof the same....It was just a game of "the ability to observe".....though never observed anyone in order to mimic him/her...:O :O
The same story continued in COLLEGE LIFE too.....During my first year days, our chemistry teacher "HIMANSHU SIR/MADAM".... the latter label would be more appropriate..:P :P lolz.....So how could I lose this chance!!! It has been the best part ever of my MIMICRY PASSION....:P :P
I got deja-vu....when it became a daily routine for the students and me to demand  and supply for MIMICRY respectivily..:P
Things went on the way they should have been till 3rd year....Then came the "CAREER LAUNCHER, GHAZIABAD".....Now no one (the readers) can expect as to what would have happened there.....As doing the mimicry of my teachers(only) had now become a CAKE-WALK for me, after spending a few days there...experiencing the way our teachers taught.......a longing invoked within me to start my "NOBLE WORK" of MIMICRY...Thanks to our QUANT/DI mentor-JAI SIR..who planned for "3 HOURS OF EXTRA-ACTIVITIES FOR STUDENTS" in CL(Gzb) BOOTCAMP--"A CAMP WHERE AROUND 120 STUDENTS STUDIED TOGETHER UNDER THE SAME ROOF FOR 8 HOURS WITH FULTOO MASTI"...
No one would have ever imagined that such things can ever go in a coaching centre...Sir divided the students in different groups with their respective group leaders....He announced the day prior to that "ACTIVITY SESSION"----"EVERY GROUP HAS TO PERFORM A GROUP ACTIVITY..N SOME SOLO ACTIVITIES TOO"....This was the moment I had been waiting for a long time (MIMICRY...yummiiie)....I informed my group leader about it....The day passed very fast....Next day, evreyone was indulged in asking others about the activity they were likely to perform...Answers came like-"Singing...Skit...blah blah"..I told everyone about my plan...Everyone was astonished to know about it, and was excited too to see "HOW A GIRL CAN MIMIC HER TEACHERS IN THEIR PRESENCE"..Several challenges were made after getting to know about my famous mimicry through my college mates--"LETS SEE..HOW WELL U MIMIC THEM".....The first half of BOOTCAMP passed very slowly..:P :P...Then came the next half..-------

DESCRIPTION--
Fortunately, Jai Sir called my TEAM LEADER-APARNA GOEL first to perform....What he had brought with him was a HANDYCAM and a CYBERSHOT....Aparna di told him about the activities to be performed by her group..."A GIRL WILL DO MIMICRY AND  PLAY A MEMORY GAME"..I was very excited for the same....
Now some excerpts from the conversation between Jai Sir and me prior to my performance..----
SIR : Do well...bcoz i will record all the performances and upload the video and photos on CL Gzb's website..OKAY!!!

ME : Yeas sir...But what to do first??...MIMICRY or MEMORY GAME memorizing around 20 words spoken randomly by a volunteer which I will repeat in sequence...,And also the calender of 2010...!!

SIR : First MIMICRY...then MEMORY GAME after the performance of all other students..

ME : Sir...Pehle kiski MIMICRY KARUN???

SIR : As you wish...(It seemed as if he thought that I would do the mimicry of some Actors :P :P lolzzz)

Then I made the announcement....

ME : Okay..Jai sir ki mimicry hone waali h...So plz be quiet..:P :P

(After that.....the viewers can explain about that MIMICRY...Then came the fate of SWETA MAM ..n then VAANI MAM at stake..:P :P lozzz....I did their mimicry too)...:P :P
But the statement made my Sir to upload the video and the photos on the CL website never came to an existence..Perhaps, the video recording of his Mimicry had been the reason for the same..lolz

This is how I got my wish of MIMICRY in CL (GZB) too fulfilled......:P :P

In the END.....This was how my PASSION FOR MIMICRY originated.....:) :)