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Saturday, June 6, 2009

one fone call that changed my life...

It was the advent of the hurricane Aila on a hot and humid afternoon on the 25th of May 2009.A day where i tweaked a lot of rules and defied a lot of norms.The morning was quite gloomy and dreary,but who was to expect that the afternoon which would bring disaster to many would be one of the most eventful afternoons of my short bt dynamic life.I defied mums repeated insistance that i should not to to college since the weather forecast was prety horrendous,but I went to college none the less,since that was the day we were organising a sort of treat cum picnic in collg for our juniors.This is a tradition which has been followd in our college by every passout batch,which gives a gala treat in the college canteen itself,with sumptuous bengali food and some liquor to follow.As I braved the rains and the storms to finally reach collg at around 1 pm in the afternoon,I felt more like an IGI anti terrorist who walks through uncharted territories with little introspection.
I was pretty aware of the possibility that an impending danger may befall on me,starting from a falling tree,a thunderstrike,or a lampost directly falling on my head,such was the ferocity of the storm.Nevertheless,I managed to reach college in one piece and met my classmated and juniors.The treat was nice and warm,and though the weather played a spoilsport,a fair share of the passionate gourmets of our junior batches managed to turn up themselves,much to our delectaton and contentment.After the treat was over,i returned to the hostel and was chatting with my friends.It was 3 pm in the afternoon.The clouds were rumbling badly and the weather forecaster predicted the advent of another storm that night.Till 3.05,all that i Knew was,I am safe in the hostel room,and im leaving for Scmhrd pune on the 30th of june morning flight.Yes,if i had missd it earlier,i wud have joined the PGP course of scmhrd from june1.
The clock struck 3 and the gossip continued.The weather moved in its own sweet will.My fone rang.Normally ,my cell fone is always on the silent mode,but it was in normal volume that day.A person called to tell me,"Indrayan,Are u Interested in taking up the PGDM course in SPJAIN,u are in waiting list 1."...Presto...and voila..What followed was a quick shock and awe,followed by an anxious expectation that am I going to convert.Time passd quick,and a second fone call confirmed my admission by 5 that evening.A scream followd,an elixir of esctasy and delectation,necessitating the immediate need of hugs and congratulations from al the friends whom I was gissiping with.....I slept late that night..But perhaps the best sleep in 22 years.....[:)]

5 comments:

Anoop V said...

A true fairy tale!

Unknown said...

nice narration.....congrats :)

Manasa said...

superb narration :) way to go ! do write more !!

PP said...

Dude!! i gotta admit that for a moment i felt like i was there when it all happened !! no kidding. Simple but yet so powerful. i am a fan !!

Indrayan Ganguly.... said...

thankx to everyone....:) ..promise to write a lot more in the comin 2 yrs...

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