Yaar!@PantYaar.com - Naturally: Sardar Inside!!!

"Saari duniya ek taraf, apna Sardar ek taraf"

“Some are born Sardar, some achieve Sardarness and some have Sardarness thrust upon them”, but only some get the honor of being “Naturally Sardaar”, Welcome our guest of honor ‘Sanju’. He is cool (ya’ll knw tat J), he is smart (no doubt bout tat ;)), he is sincere (ummm start doubting now :D) and he is intelligent (shud I say more :P). Whatver it is, he is a gud pal overall (just leave his acts, and how he reacts – we’ll come to all this soon).

I met him at the counseling, and he looked promising (u knw his charm is always ther). Smart as he is, he was active too, smiling and tensioned about getting into Pantnagar. The first look at him, and you guess he is a really decent guy (that ofcourse he is, any ??? on it), but the next second u knw him better, he really defies decency (unless the gals are around :D). If not his height, he wud have been a Model (aisa main nahi, yeh khud kehte hain). If not his luck, he wud have been an IITian (aisa main nahi, koi bhi nahi kehta). But if nothing else, he wud have been a cricketer (aisa main nahi, sab kehte hain). Yes yes, that’s true, he really is good oNlY at one thing, and that is playing (cricket, badminton, football) – Guess!!! Do u play anything else.

Now, being a ‘Die Hard’ sachin’s fan (along with our dear Pappu and Dungi), he is a big Emotional Fool (Phew!!! It hurts on the head ;P – Sab daru da kamaal hai). That’s one SOB, for whom loosing is like REAL, and loosing just coz HE missed a point is like CRUEL. Gud that he was drunk, else to bahut DARD hota na :D. But otherwise, banda ek dum HEERA hai, bas inke Kaam pe mat jaayiye (Joke abhi sunao, haste ek ghante baad mein hai, that too not coz the Joke was gud, but coz he realized that it was a Joke).

To go with talents, he has all the talents, just start counting unless you get to ZERO. Hmm, games u already know of, the next things in line are…….wait, did I forget something……lemme think again……okie yeah, his taste for music (he was a mouth organ playing stud then, and see now he plays the Guitar). Wow, that’s a long long way for him, lagta hai Infy mein kaam nahi, sirf yahi kaam hota hai ;). Come to his knowledge, he tries to enforce his knowledge, but being the good old Samaritan, he tries hard enough. Finally, when no one agrees to his Bucket of Knowledge, he goes to books, reads the books, and then comes out smiling (really sweet one), sayin ‘I have been a big SMART Ass, and you were right’, but with a gReAt statement “Yaar main sach keh raha hoon, maine pada tha isse kahin……abbe yahin par tha yaar…….aur nahi maanna hai toh !@#$%^&*....” - choooo chweeeetttttt Sardaar (nw ya all know the justification of his being a Natural Stuff).

Last but not the lease, he is very gUd at heart. Rajpur road, mein bahut ghume and the only oNe, who after my asking to drop me at Ghanta Ghar, will still come all over to drop me at home (bola tha na upar, dil da bahut accha baccha hai). We both had almost, rather just almost saved our asses out before we cud have been cramped between vehicles. Once we did even hit a police car (not our fault, but police to police hai na, sorry bola aur bhaag gaye). Aur ji, pul gaya, dancer bhi to hai apna munda. See him dance the day out, simply awesome (one thing I learnt from him, truly was mOon walK…….still not as gud as him, but atleast gud for mE). Padai bhi karta hai banda, just that the head is too far from the stuff whr he can store it, so kinda it’s difficult. Gaata he goods, and really goods, just he did not get a chance to win the medal ever.

Churns:
Had a really great time with him, specially roaming around at Rajpur Road, when only we knew what’s the diff between “Life and Death”. Btw, I heard there was someone (naam yaad nahi hai na) in pAntnAgar who used to send messages to our DeAr fren, for whom he wEnt overboard to mEet at some place. Ahhhh, what happened to it :D, koi shaRaraT. Waise his scrapbook can tell his fUtUrE (i guess i wrote something ther ;)).

FactFile:
One guys whozzzz maRRiage I never wanna mIss, but circumstances made it a a-mIss. Hey Sanju, upar jo bhi likha hai, who sach hai, par sirf meri nazar se, u are a gUd guy (waise maine BAD to kahin nahi kaha J). But am really sorry to miss uR marriage buddy, but wish u a REALLY a haPpy marRied Life evEr aftEr – Aaaj se Aajtak aur Kaltak…..Enjoy!!!!

Memoirs:
Train ka safar, woh dance ki practice, cricket mein ek run ki tactics. It was a gala time.....

Yaar!@PantYaar.com - Pappu Pass Ho Gaya!!!

“Arre Pappu Pass Ho gaya”

This syllable rightly suites this Gem (:O ????) of a Person (Bechaare ke PASS hone mein kinno ka haath hai, yeh sirf wohi jaante hain ;)). Cricketer (batting and fielding sure, balling well guys take cover at the boundary ;)), funny face (yeah, Cartoon characteristics fulfill karta hai banda apna :P), cute (hmm, wud be an exaggeration), shareeef (is totally out of Question) but still the gUy nExT dOoR (ooooppppsss, frens dnt confuse with the movie ‘Girl Next Door’, he is NOT that kind, okieeee). He has his charm of chanting around and flying high until he feels the need of the day (yeah, he knows not how to convince, but how to make the most of things, a Real Smart (pun here) Ass (for Sure, bet 10 on 10 for this) :D). The first thing you’ll notice about him, his front bed character, frenship and that sweet lil dimpled smile (hmm, lil only, dnt go deep down to search on them). The second thing to see, just shake hands, and u know what I mean (I guess, his hands were twice mine, saala Majdoor ke maafik bilkul :P).

So, that’s a sweet lil introduction to our Pappu, aka Sharmila Ladka of the “1st Year Skit”. Hmm, u thought I forgot that, naah nt yet, still time before I remember nurturing around this shy guy :D, against our Spider (Ms Machoo Girlie Girl) and Mithun Da (Mr Bandi waala Pati not Parmeshwar) and ofcourse Me (Tinga Mother of Ms Spider). How I met him, well that was 'Mr. Vinayak aka Chamiya' who introduced him to the party. Still remember him standing over at the corner, surprised to see the lot shouting and kicking on Vinayak (it was Sept Guys B’day party I guess). But that was just the start of “First Impression” which mostly turns out wRoNg, as this ONE DiD, coz this SOB (nvmind the lang :P) was different than being sHy (btw, can he spell this word).

His best traits come out with pleasing, ever heard him plead, let’s hear it again “Please bhai, dekh bhai nahi hai kya……yaaaaaar aisa mat kar, bhai ke liye………tashan ki baat hai kya, tashan nahi yaar, please bhai”. Hmm, so you all saw the number of times this ‘Please’ phrased in and out, well then if u hear this again, you know this F***er is back again. Rest, seen him pleading to other than frens, here is a snapshot “Arre sir, hum to bacche hain, sir kahan sir…..sir batayiye sir kinne mein…..arre sir aap aap bacchon ke saath aisa karoge…….sir please bol rahe hain sir, dekho sir……please sir, ab aap bura mat mano sir……..samajh lo sir aapke hi bacche hain”. Uff, now how do I know this, bhai inke saath bahut baar “WT” travel jo kara hai (Remember those fun filled outings from Lal Kuan to Dunaaa).

I still remember those journeys, shouting around, playing cards (we were a good pair, bina patte dekhe TRUMP bolte the :D), those 2-3 hours stay at Muradabad (f*** we did suffered that a lot, and our dinner was the dukaan outside, with bread omlet and Kala waala Kola), finally retiring to those half taken births (yup yup those Agri/Mech guys, always used to fall dead on our seats – saale sab WT waale the, bakwaas). Morning was to say, a gOoOd bYe to meet for a trIp down to RaJpur and Road (no nt for Chinki Food, but for @#$%^, ab shaadi ho rahi hai, so let’s avoid the tRuTh :D).

Btw, you all know he is intelligent, umm dnt u think so, well a Wiz Kid when it comes to computers (that’s the only good thing he knows), and the second good thing is again computers (confidence jhalakta hai bhai ka), and the third good thing is NOTHING. Yeah, I guess I got the things right now, but he always had this AIM to become a Useless Manager, he did became a Manager (by chance, but filhaal he is Png + IITian, a rare combination of f***in sOcial brEed) just that he is Used Less and so the oRganiZation is working gOooood for nOw. Mumbai aala re, his debutante for now. But ever thought how far this MO-FO (dnt ask me the meaning, u know I dnt Abuse ever) can go, then u better ask our “Gennie” Mr. bonzooooo, ooo he knows how to cRy and Pappi knows how to make him Cry always (Well, I was not part of it, or was I…..u knw, my remembrance is just a resemblance of a fading past), and he was also part in the conspiracy of “Wall to Wall Hearing, after all…….Deewar hi to hai”, and why did the lights “Went Out” at the top floor after 9 (Pappu and halwaii, bolo ji – yeh un dino ki baat hai, jab aap chat mein raha karte the).

Times unforgotten, we stayed a good amount of time from Jia to Dhaula, we had fun, we had frolic, the most of it, we always lived the way we liked. Shopping, Movies, Food and Masti, Flirting (not me haan, only he and dusra he ;)), Drinking (again not me haan, only he and dusra halwaaiii), smoking (naah, none of us into that), and Dancing (he is best in that Road side Romeo dance, saala body hilata hai ki lagta hai kissi ne bechaare ko current maar diya). Yaar pappu, please please please please, bhabhi ke saamne dance nahi karne ka……u knw, poora MACHO da na……maa behen ek ho jaati hai ;) ---- kyunki, ‘PAPPU can’t dance saaaaaaaaaaaallllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa’.

Fact File:
We have nurtured a long thought and a long lived frenship, from college to our first job. We had lived a life of less earning, still enjoyed the days with those pennies. We had lived the life of long journeys (bus and train) where the Bus always gets late, if HE is with ME (okie okie, I knw u wanna reverse this :P). All those fun times were worth the time, and are worth the memoirs of a life time, and so this is dedicated to Pappu (aka Apul Jain) for our long lived frenship.

Churns:
Remember that time we spent creating that “SWF aka Flash Presentation”, sitting late nights, thinking over f***in ideas and coming out pissed off every day, until we came out with our own Version of “Resemblance” of the new Pantnagar. Those long talks with Mr. Placement (well, they were supposed to be short, but that D*** Head was so FAST speaking, that we had to wait to HEAR a single word), those train journeys singing and playing cards all through, teasing 'Sardaar on Swati', and finally playin around with ever frisking Bonzoo (the homely dog, kinna bhi maar lo, saala laut ke apne hi paas aata tha ;)).

Memoirs:

Did he ever had a crush, or two or three, but who was one who took his heart off the heels (yeah she needed high heels always, height mein bahut chotti thi na). Hmm, was it SOLE (aka Juta). I guess i can RIjuvenate (spelling is wrong on purpose) lights, if only i can step in those Shoes aka Juta ;).

PantYaar!@PantYaar.com - Desi Bond 000 (Cheddi aka NB)

"Desi Bond, my Desi Bond......Bond 00.....and only 0"

"Load aur Chedi mein daud shuru hui. Dono daudte rahe, daudte rahe, and akhir mein jeet kiski hui - Load ki. Chedi load ke saamne fir se haar gaya aur shart ke tahat, Chedi fir se Load ko samarpit ho gaya". This is the hot news everytime before the Hourly's. Whenevr you look for the damn bastard, he is hiding deep inside those books, raising his eyebrows outta his thick lens, and smiling via crying out, whisking his flashy Flourisis tooth out. Gosh, that was a bear sight to watch, jst let the hourly's fly by IN - That's NB aka Cheddi aka Mr Whole (srry, i did nt write it right, bt for reasons untold ;)).

Chedi, the man, was tall dark and handsome, the bond of the Desi gals (now what's that is more of a hidden quality within him). He has his way of denying ("abbe nahi yaar, samjha karo, baad mein thik hai"), his way of pleading ("plz plz plz bhai, aisa kar de yaar, plzz bhai") and his way of shouting ("Aao saalon ki baja daalte hain aa...bahut hi chutiya kisam ka insaan hai woh"). He is rather smiling, just leave the exam days out, and he is joyous, just leave his Love Bird out. Ohhh, did i said something about Electrical Engg (hmm, the name u wanna know......Chedi, bol daal saale - Sanorita).

Do you know, the jacket which was not washed (why, ehhhh a good question, but some Electric Shock birthdays are memorable, right). Still, he was the man, with his tall and smart attitude, and always ready to get the ball (big cricket fan). Intelligence was his other trait, and humor was never ther, until late in the 60's (oh, i mean until he got that 50 series - Point Black, 2nd year ummm). That was helluva time, and i always loved this d*** head's intellects, means whenever i get to see it ;) (ummm, whn was the last time u said somethin intelligent dude, can't rem u knw ;P).

Now, there are lot many secrets to spill, but he was damn too good in ragging (bareilly mein marwaa ke aaye the bahut), and was way to good for nothing (ummm, except cricket and reLOADed again :P). His charm was charming, and his smile contagious, but he stealed the show somewhr someday when his voice was heard by the Lot (Homescience was that spot, whr he showed his chivalrous side, the singing Bali ka Bakra). Ooooooo, that made us laugh all through. Ahem Ahem, i did nt say he was bad, but then, u knw, the judges never figured out the REAL hero within this unreal Dude (let's use it here, it makes more sense hmm).

Love was always in the air with chedi, and love life was always part of his chivalry. Wherver he goes, Love always follows, and for him, Love was truly blind (Arre chasme ke bina inhein dikhta nahi na hai ;P). You ever heard of Phone  bhari baatein, hari om hari om. A big chatter, and a big biker, and a bigger fool to say, but Dil ka munda good very good, just that his DIL was never with him ever. Woh kaun thi, well yeah frens, she is a THI now, coz he is out looking for a new Face (Desi Gals, my Desi Gals).

Btw, did u know he was an excellent dancer, when he shivers those legs, twists that booty and and and, i guess that was all (He tried hard, but cud never get those waves right). Still, ask him to shake that ass right in, and he is all shaking and making the "O Oo Jaane Jaana, Dhunde tujhe Deewana". The rest was history, as he never made it full, but he got the first Steps right, which was too say, ahhh good boy, better luck next time.

Fact File:

This is Mr Nrapendra Bahadur Singh aka NB, the man. He is good at heart, and friendly, and Hyderabad was the time when i did really came close to him (ewwwwww, nt tht close u f***ing morons, jst friendly and hoogly, no wiggly and woo ;P). Spent quite lotta a time, sitting at Eat Street, eating ice creams, late night movies at PVR/IMAX, dancing drums on "O o Jaane jaana" and a lot more.

Churns:

Teaser as i am, as i was, and as i'll always be, i did teased him a lot over Sanoritaass the Boysss, even after days left behind. He was my hero, and still is, jst name the Movie, and Chedi is the STAR ther. He is the winner of any contest u name, be it Roadies or be it Sa re ga ma, if he sings, he did sing (naah, truly he never shits :D). And why did this f***kin dude got Chickenpox, did he say ya wine. All lies, just to give a name to the sacred water. That's bad dude.

Memoirs:

Those days at Hyd were real fun. Going to MacD's at Imax just for Breakfast (aka 20rs Burger), the worst ever movies, and fooding our way all through from Hitec to Begumpet. That's what we called fun, and that's what we really yearn for till today. At the end, Talk of the Day - "Yaar pet bahar nikal raha hai, kuch karna padega".

Yaar!@PantYaar.com - Halwaaiiii aka Pilla!!!

"Run a mIle, rUn a daY, U gotta keep that bUlGe IN aNy wAy".

"Silky hair, smiling face, walkin slowly and steadily, lashin his eyes, with big tummy outgrowing the complete smartness outta the face, yet looks demure" - Welcome to the world of Halwaiii aka Pilla (It takes two to tango ;)).

Charming, Smart, Cute and Smiling - That's Halwaiiii. But these traits just end here when it comes to Intelligence (i do rem Maths and ED i guess ehhh), he is damnnn good coz there is nothing to THINK or Wonder about it. Yeah i know, you all wonder what's inside this BOX, and when u look in, it is almost Empty. But a damn hard worker. He would rub his ass to get through, but would double it's pace to see a S**y gal outta the Blues.

Btw, i never called him Pilla or Halwaii, for me he was always Vishaal aka Vishu. Neither did i said that he was a flirt, no ways, can you believe this face to flirt out (though he DID flirt, believe me), but he still has his ways to work out (not the one who plays around with gals, jst wait and watch). Now, this smartass (smart is a PUN here :P), was the Angry Young Man (ever seen him angry), well if not then see it - He furls, reddens his cheeks, and then speaks the most dangerous words "Arre humne kya kara, yeh to aapne hi kara hai na. Aapko tameez nahi hai kya." - LMFAO =)).

Oooooo, you frightened na, well i was when i first heard him yelling like this F***in Robot, a real Lucknowi, gaali bhi Tehjeeb se dete hain. Man, the first time i did heard that, i was "Boom Shaka laka Boom" laughing all my way through. Finally i found the most decent guy ever, and truly madly deeply, he really is Decent (True Liesss within ME :D).

There are a lot many things to spill about him, and about his Innosense. The man with the "Lucky Charm", who was not sure what he was doing in Engg (and i also wondered this ever, till to date - WTF were you doing in Engg, Bijli Vikreta;)), and was confused more when he started with "IAS" - twist it and u did find Another Silly (Stupid) Indian. Gosh, he would mug those Geog and History and then f*** my head out, by discussing all this. Discussin with ME, whozzz the first to head Back when it comes to History, Civic and Geog (hopefully i know wher is US now ;) - ehhhhh i guess soooo).

A real Ladkibaazzz, but he stealed the show from Boka, rem the "Tech Fair", "Kya se  kya ho gaya tere pyaar mein", and the "Get Well Soon" (shoooo shweet) and that was not enough, it ended with Crying (like a new born, mewking and pewking in a nurses arm.....poore Maaachooo ki na Maa**** daali). But kehte hain na, "Ishq ke liye saala kuch bhi karega", and so that was all. But, everything is not the way we want, and sometimes we regret the good ole times (Do i need to remind now ;), Jia Sarai, Maal, Tuition and alas it was there, but then he was in LOVE). Kabhi kabhi, chance pe dance is better than not participating at all. Banda yeh bindaas hai(or to put it better BIND-ASS). Oh well, that's a secret spilled and out in the world, still we know more to it [Do we know, why he changed that Number, and still kept the SIM ;), any guesses guys/gals ;P].

What more about him, leave intelligence aside, he was a real Player (na na, dnt take it wrong, i never meant Playboy), the one who could hit the ball, but will spill out his tongue to catch the Ball (poor dear, that tummy won't let him bend, run or even hold) - ehhh, it's Cricket. What all happened in Holi and Hostel is still a SECRET, right buckle head ;). Futball was his trait and you can see him running for the ball (or was it with the Ball), but he did shoot goals ;). The one thing he always wanted "Yaar yeh pet andar ho jaye bas, chal rawat bhaagne chalte hain". Man, he tried hard to run, but did nt even run a mile (baaki to yeh chalte the).

FactFile:

That's ma fren Vishal Prabhakar, if you don't get Halwaiii/Pilla (which is Im with not a Possible). We spent quite good time together in Delhi, from Jia Sarai to Dhaula Kuan. Travelling was our trait, and saving those pennies (without ticket) was so much fun THEN. The party in that lil earning at Priya, Saket and the resto outta our house was alluring, and still we lived our life, even the KING would not dream to live like it. 

Churns:

He did taught me to flirt a lil, and did taught me some style. But the real fact, he still misses the missed opportunity of the good ole times (Jia or Jia kuch bol do), If and only IF he gets a chance, will he MISS it now. Remember making Bonzo cry and then get him rolling off, while he pukes down and starts shouting. The room alongside Dhaula Kuan, "Chinki, Deewaaron ke bhi kaan hote hain ;)", and the Venkies ka crowd.

Memoirs:

WE started understanding each other to an extent, that we just understood the other with the FIRST look on our Face (alas, us chotte se kamre se we started, wher punti cud nt sleep straight, to a place which accommodated 6 and still had a lot of space for Dungi).

Yaar!@PantYaar.com - Bonzoooossss the Man!!!

****5'0'' (chutka height), with broad face, cheeks blown in as if the air's been sucked out, tension dropping right on the forehead, with Big black eyes looking down and up in amazement, pointing straight with those wavy fingers which hardly ever pointed right (if u see the direction) and that curly black hair curling hard on the head - Ahhh, the first look and you know this is Bonzo****.

"Abbe saale kutte Bonzo, fir se kitaabon mein ghusa pada hai. Chal jara chotti chalte hain Kanjoos" - This is ma Welcome Greet for Bonzoo.

It looks quite contrary to the name, but that's the only way to Introduce this "Gem of a Person". Well, if i start telling about HIM, then i gotta get outta my "Good Will Hunting" arena, and get going with some or many instances.

To be plaintive, this is our sweet lil Bonzo (hmm, guess i need not tell that Bonzoo's the lil D***y). He'z the only one of it's kind (aka Breed), who reads (his f***king fav TP), plays (ehhhh, i could not remember the Game, but he did played with Books), dances (wow, rem how he shakes the booty), and did HIS things all on his OwN (Vishal can define that part, i think it is "Cencored" in here). He was the one with BRAINS (real one's), and still the one who would shackle his ass and drop dead before you can feel his Guts (a real Phattu, as we term it in Desi).

Kher, that was a lil introduction to our Genious Guy. He was smart (hmm, i mean in the brain), and his writing was even smarter (as i would say, it can hang the best computers with Writing Recog skills :D). He has this strange way of lisping his way out (which often accompanied aggression and crying too). Ooooo, did ya all know, he did cried like those creeping fiddling muggas (jst get close to his door during Exams). Still, he would take out time (around 1-2 hours before the exam) and get all our Batchies a "Crash Course" and a good one (just that his concepts were tooo HIGH for our lil brains). Luved u for that DEAR.

Still, he kept his cool, and took those pains. He is the man, who would struggle to the END, revising the course (gosh, that was awwwwkkk, coz he wud fiddle with the PEN, Shake like a pOnY and well, just GET through with Crying for Marks). He would walk, talk, eat, sleep and even s**t keeping those books in hand. Strange, well our Bonzo was strange. But truly speaking, i felt sad that this SOB did not get through any campus placements (these companies missed THE Genious). I have seen him frustrated (and i guess many others too), but seen him MUG those concepts of ED (uff, i did feared to write that name too - Milman Halkias, f*** i don't even rem the spelling). 

Truly, he is the only one, who did understood those Capacitors & Transistors, and still he was too complicated in the brain to do it right. Yup, that's the biggest mystery i did been struggling all through, if he knows, then why did he just S**T when he gotta spill it out. Truly, if not his brains, he was a big A**, but then just coz of his brains, he was a bigger A** ;).

Alas, i did always rem the day. Second year and Bonzo, and Shashank and me. We needed a prey and we got one, the lightest of all. Ahh baby, we needed you, come here and taste this. Grabbed him like a puking child and before he could blink, he was out in the AIR, hanging like a kid (from 2nd floor), just on our MERCILESS hands. It was shocking, and before he did recovered, he was shouting the syllable "Mummy, please please, mummy don't do this". Lolllzzzzz, i cud not forget that day, till today. It still makes me laugh and ROFL.

So apun logon ka best hathiyaar, you want something out of Bonzie, jst GRAB his A** and flick him out, he is done for the DAY (coz the rest day he is sitting Shocked & Crying). Alas, he never ate chicken, but he did tasted WINE once, and when he used to get SENTI, that was more to say "Chaaat mat saale". Okie, his love life is not to be disclosed in here ;). Btw, he was a big time Kanjoos, spill a cent, and he would be running as if his A** is on FIRE. PASTE was always Babool (sabe sasta ;P).

Facts:

Bonzo aka Anshuman Srivastava (i guess many won't even recognize that name) was the most intelligent guys of our times. He could beat the best in Civil and give a run to the professors (if he wanted). He is the one whozz given us the PROJ complete (Great dude, KK will always remember you - uski PhD sirf tere hi naam hai ;P). Btw, how many ROTIS did u ate with US in Dhaula Kuan, Apul &  Vishal any guessessss.

Churns:

The most important incident of his time - "Ever seen the letter he gets from home" and well, Bonzo, shud nt spill it out here, but hope u rem - "What's a V****n"....lolzzz,see i can see you sweat, but don't worry the secrets a asecret ;). Just today i was talkin to him, when he asked me to write something on Pantnagar - and i thought, nice thing to keep up before i really forget THAT life and THESE frens (i mean the moments, not the guys/gals).