He couldn’t study anymore. His mind was roaming around somewhere. He stopped studying and started to focus on what his mind roamed around – It was Amala. Montek called Amala, they spoke for some time, and then Amala proposed again
Amala – “I love you”
Montek – “I love you too”
Amala – “Serious, “
Montek – “Yeah, I love you”
Amala – “But, before you told me”
Montek – “I don’t know, but am feeling it now. I Love you Amala”
Amala – “Say it once again”
Montek – “I love you”
Amala – “Once again”
Montek – “I love you”
Amala – “Once again”
Montek – “I love you”
The whole night, Montek kept on telling it, atleast for a 1000 times. They both didn’t understand how it happened, but it came out instantaneously and at the same time within a few hours gap from the inside of both of them.
The next day, Montek called Upman to his room, and told him the whole matter
Upman – “Look, it’s not possible. You are from north and she is from south. They never meet. Just be good friends”
Montek – “But we can’t. We don't feel like that any more. Also, we can’t live even for a day, without speaking to each other”
Upman – “Look, I will tell Amala to stop speaking with you. Now you too try not to speak with her. Let the feelings go down. Forget her now, or else it would be quite difficult in the future.”
Montek – “Ok, I will try my best”
For two days, Montek and Amala stayed without speaking to each other. And then, they couldn’t. Mobile phones rang and the love birds spoke.
Both of them knew that it will be a very hard thing, convincing their parents. And they love their parents. So they took an oath that they will marry only if the parents from both sides agree. They don’t know how it happened in between them, but a saying about love is apt to their relationship
“Love doesn’t take permission to happen. Love doesn’t need anyone’s consent. It just happens”
Dan didn’t meet Diana any time later, but somehow in his second year, he got her mail ID. Filled with jubilance and anxiety, he sent her a friend request in chat. One fine day she accepted and Dan started seeing her in his chat list. He then pinged her
Dan – “Hii Diana, how are you?”
Diana – “Who are you?”
Dan tried to explain, but failed as Diana didn’t remember anything.
There are two kinds of people in the world. One who hold their life, and the others who don’t. Amala and Montek belong to the latter category. In the end, they succeed or not doesn't matter, but watching "Love happen" in today's world and in such a sweet manner is really really cool. Me, being the writer of this blog, feel a lot of jealous about them. But, someday, I too will fall in love (exaggerating - LOL) and it will be the greatest story of my life. Will definitely share with you guys.
And last but not least,
The story is over folks.
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Monday, March 5, 2012
North Meets South (Part-6)
Amala and Montek came back to the college in second year. Since each one belonged to a separate branch, they started sitting in different classes, but the messaging continued. No one in NIT cares when some fest or cultural or robotic event happens with in the NIT, but Amala and Montek waited for such events. These were the only moments, they could work together. But both of them never felt the love between them; they just felt that they liked working together. They helped each other whenever they can, with whatever possible means they have.
The semester is about to end, and just like last time, Montek personally dropped Amala in the station. Montek bid alvida and came back to the hostel. After a while Montek’s phone rang,
Montek – “Hey Amala,”
Amala – “ Hey, Montek, can I tell you one thing ?”
Montek – “Sure, anything”
Amala – “I felt like hugging you, when you were leaving me at the station”
Montek – “So,”
Amala – “Do you think, it’s right ? To get a feeling like that ?”
Montek – “Look, I too felt the same. It happens between friends”
Amala – “No Montek, I am not happy. Every time I was going for home, I felt very happy. But not this time”
Montek – “Hey, don’t think too much. Go to home, enjoy and come back”
Amala – “I Love you”
Montek – “What, are you kidding ?”
Amala – “No, I am serious, I love you”
Montek was silent. He did not speak for 20 seconds. He cut the phone. His phone started ringing again
Amala – “Hey, don’t take it serious”
Montek – “No no, I can understand. It happens”
Amala – “So, we are still friends?”
Montek – “Yes”
Amala – “I mean, it just came out, unexpectedly. So.”
Montek – “Hey, don't bother your mind. I say it too Upman all the time, it doesn't mean we are gays. In friendship, these are all common”
Amala was silent for a few seconds,
Amala – “Ok then, will talk to you later”
Montek – “Ok, bye and don’t think too much”
Amala – “Yeah, sure”
Montek has one more exam left, so he started studying, but he couldn't. Some feeling which cannot be told, started lingering his mind..
The semester is about to end, and just like last time, Montek personally dropped Amala in the station. Montek bid alvida and came back to the hostel. After a while Montek’s phone rang,
Montek – “Hey Amala,”
Amala – “ Hey, Montek, can I tell you one thing ?”
Montek – “Sure, anything”
Amala – “I felt like hugging you, when you were leaving me at the station”
Montek – “So,”
Amala – “Do you think, it’s right ? To get a feeling like that ?”
Montek – “Look, I too felt the same. It happens between friends”
Amala – “No Montek, I am not happy. Every time I was going for home, I felt very happy. But not this time”
Montek – “Hey, don’t think too much. Go to home, enjoy and come back”
Amala – “I Love you”
Montek – “What, are you kidding ?”
Amala – “No, I am serious, I love you”
Montek was silent. He did not speak for 20 seconds. He cut the phone. His phone started ringing again
Amala – “Hey, don’t take it serious”
Montek – “No no, I can understand. It happens”
Amala – “So, we are still friends?”
Montek – “Yes”
Amala – “I mean, it just came out, unexpectedly. So.”
Montek – “Hey, don't bother your mind. I say it too Upman all the time, it doesn't mean we are gays. In friendship, these are all common”
Amala was silent for a few seconds,
Amala – “Ok then, will talk to you later”
Montek – “Ok, bye and don’t think too much”
Amala – “Yeah, sure”
Montek has one more exam left, so he started studying, but he couldn't. Some feeling which cannot be told, started lingering his mind..
Sunday, March 4, 2012
North Meets South (Part-5)
Cultural fest of the college happened in the second semester. While Dan has a tendency to stay in the room, the rest of the batch, including Noorahur and Amala have the tendency to stay at the institute, talking to each other, going to canteens, working for the fest. Montek and Amala, became more close, sharing their personal life, exchanging messages. An air of closeness has grown between them, and everyday they would exchange atleast 3-4 messages. But they never took it for love. They thought it's just friendship and both of them tried to keep it pure.
Most of the time, the room used to be empty, except for Dan. This gave enough time for Dan, to learn about computers. In the first semester, three of the six people – Upman, Modi and Montek brought the computers and Dan used to play with them to learn about computers. He learnt a lot of tricks, hacking into the institute’s mail directories, trouble shooting the computers. They were not his computers, so there was no problem in experimentation. How much he learnt in first year, can be told with a simple example.
[The next paragraph is about a cool thing did by Dan, but if you are interested in the love story only, you can skip it]
There is a club by the name Microsoft Club. In his second semester, there is an induction of the club, but Dan couldn’t make it through. In the presentation, during the orientation of the club, a prefinal year, Computer Science student, who was the head of the club expressed the inability to give many other free softwares, other than present in the common directory (website)of the institute, simply because place is not sufficient in it. He told that a common web-portal can be formed so that institute users can download many different softwares directly from the directory of Microsoft, or getting the keys of a multitude of Microsoft softwares. But the problem, he couldn’t get institute E-mail id’s of all the people at one place. Circulating a notice through all the departments would be a good idea, but he needs volunteers. Dan, after coming from the orientation, worked on the problem. He called the head of the club in mobile, and told him that within a few minutes, using putty, entering into the institute’s mail directory which is built on unix, he could get all the E-mail id’s - if needed department wise. Then the head invited Dan to his room, where he demonstrated to him, how it can be done. The result, everyone from first year to final year, got an account, and can use it to retrieve keys to any Microsoft software, including the keys to older versions of Microsoft - Vista, XP and almost all Microsoft softwares like Visio, Project, Studio etc.,
The semester is about to end, while Amala and Montek drew more close to each other. When Amala is about to leave for summer vacation, Montek personally went to the station to give her send off. Waved her bye, and came back to the hostel. Amala went to her home and enjoyed the summer vacation. But both of them didn't think that something is gonna happen in their next semester that is gonna change their lives forever. Thus, the second semester ended
Most of the time, the room used to be empty, except for Dan. This gave enough time for Dan, to learn about computers. In the first semester, three of the six people – Upman, Modi and Montek brought the computers and Dan used to play with them to learn about computers. He learnt a lot of tricks, hacking into the institute’s mail directories, trouble shooting the computers. They were not his computers, so there was no problem in experimentation. How much he learnt in first year, can be told with a simple example.
[The next paragraph is about a cool thing did by Dan, but if you are interested in the love story only, you can skip it]
There is a club by the name Microsoft Club. In his second semester, there is an induction of the club, but Dan couldn’t make it through. In the presentation, during the orientation of the club, a prefinal year, Computer Science student, who was the head of the club expressed the inability to give many other free softwares, other than present in the common directory (website)of the institute, simply because place is not sufficient in it. He told that a common web-portal can be formed so that institute users can download many different softwares directly from the directory of Microsoft, or getting the keys of a multitude of Microsoft softwares. But the problem, he couldn’t get institute E-mail id’s of all the people at one place. Circulating a notice through all the departments would be a good idea, but he needs volunteers. Dan, after coming from the orientation, worked on the problem. He called the head of the club in mobile, and told him that within a few minutes, using putty, entering into the institute’s mail directory which is built on unix, he could get all the E-mail id’s - if needed department wise. Then the head invited Dan to his room, where he demonstrated to him, how it can be done. The result, everyone from first year to final year, got an account, and can use it to retrieve keys to any Microsoft software, including the keys to older versions of Microsoft - Vista, XP and almost all Microsoft softwares like Visio, Project, Studio etc.,
The semester is about to end, while Amala and Montek drew more close to each other. When Amala is about to leave for summer vacation, Montek personally went to the station to give her send off. Waved her bye, and came back to the hostel. Amala went to her home and enjoyed the summer vacation. But both of them didn't think that something is gonna happen in their next semester that is gonna change their lives forever. Thus, the second semester ended
Saturday, March 3, 2012
North Meets South (Part-4)
Dan silently stayed in the room, studying most of the time. Listening to the stories of Montek and Upman - about the girls in their classrooms and thinking - How much these people waste time on unnecessary matters. Sheravan, Modi and Akhil used to chit chat along with Upman and Montek for a long time. Sometimes, they used to chit chat for 6-7 hours in a single stretch. But Dan, sitting at a corner used to study for exams. First semester ended. Results are out.
Everyone thought that Dan would be the topper. But it was Upman, the second was Montek. Well, there is one thing for Dan to be happy about. A custom started that throughout the four years, whoever comes first in any semester, he should give party to the rest of the guys in the room. So, Upman became the scape goat of first semester.
Dan couldn’t understand, why his result went down. So, in the second semester, Dan tried to become social. Started helping people. One day, he went to a bank, where there is a old woman, who couldn’t fill the with drawal form. She asked Dan for help. And there is the NRI girl, Diana standing there. Dan took hold of the opportunity, and started a conversation
Dan – “Hey, you are from first year na”
Diana – “Yeah”
Dan gave a moment pause, expecting her to tell her name, so that he could tell his. She didn’t
Dan – “This old lady present here wants me to fill her form, but I can’t understand Odiya, so could you help me?”
Diana – “Yeah sure”
Then the translation happened, slowly, from the old woman to Diana and then from Diana to Dan. The filling of the form is over. Then, Diana went away.
Dan went to the room filled with jubilance to tell his friend’s that he too met a girl. When he entered the room, he overheard them speaking about a girl with dangerous attitude levels. Dan understood that they were talking about the girl he just met. Dan asked what was her name, and Modi – “Her name was Diana”. When Dan told them about what happened just then, they started teasing Dan using the name of Diana. Dan felt good - Now, I am one of them
Everyone thought that Dan would be the topper. But it was Upman, the second was Montek. Well, there is one thing for Dan to be happy about. A custom started that throughout the four years, whoever comes first in any semester, he should give party to the rest of the guys in the room. So, Upman became the scape goat of first semester.
Dan couldn’t understand, why his result went down. So, in the second semester, Dan tried to become social. Started helping people. One day, he went to a bank, where there is a old woman, who couldn’t fill the with drawal form. She asked Dan for help. And there is the NRI girl, Diana standing there. Dan took hold of the opportunity, and started a conversation
Dan – “Hey, you are from first year na”
Diana – “Yeah”
Dan gave a moment pause, expecting her to tell her name, so that he could tell his. She didn’t
Dan – “This old lady present here wants me to fill her form, but I can’t understand Odiya, so could you help me?”
Diana – “Yeah sure”
Then the translation happened, slowly, from the old woman to Diana and then from Diana to Dan. The filling of the form is over. Then, Diana went away.
Dan went to the room filled with jubilance to tell his friend’s that he too met a girl. When he entered the room, he overheard them speaking about a girl with dangerous attitude levels. Dan understood that they were talking about the girl he just met. Dan asked what was her name, and Modi – “Her name was Diana”. When Dan told them about what happened just then, they started teasing Dan using the name of Diana. Dan felt good - Now, I am one of them
Friday, March 2, 2012
North Meets South (Part-3)
Montek and Amala used to sit in the same class, but never spoke to each other in the initial days. Montek has a way with girls which attracted many girls, but not Amala till he first spoke to her at a workshop.
The workshop was conducted by one of the NIT clubs inside the NIT itself. When the workshop got over in the evening, everyone went away; but Montek was waiting there for his friend Upman to come, so that both of them can walk together to the hostel. He saw Amala near him; she too was waiting for someone; then a light bulb glowed in his mind; She was a girl from his class. He went near her..
Montek – “Hey, You are from our class na”
Amala – “Yeah, me Amala”
Montek – “I am Montek. So, how did you feel about the workshop?”
Amala – “Boring, I came for it, just because my friend needs a partner. I particularly have no interest in it”
Montek – “Oh, I see. Tomorrow do we have a class?”
Amala – “Don’t know about it. Someone has to go and ask the professor”
Montek - “oh. Everyone thinks some other person has to go. We need to have a common class representative.”
Amala – “Yeah, so, who do you think will be the right person for it?”
Montek – “I feel Noorahur is the one. But she is a girl, informing to the boys may create some problems”
Amala – “Why not you?”
Montek – “Me, I am just a normal man. But, If everyone in the class wishes, I can take up the mantle”
Amala – “Well, if you keep a voting, I am sure that you will win”
Montek – “Acha..(laughs)”
From somewhere a harsh voice came
Upman – “Montek, let’s go”
Montek – “Hey Upman, this is my classmate Amala, and Amala this is my room mate Upman”
Upman – “Hii”
Amala – “Hii”
Montek – “Ok then, Are you waiting for someone ?”
Amala – “Yeah, but will go to hostel. I don’t think she is gonna come”
Montek – “Ok then, bye”
Amala – “Bye”
Later on, in the class room Amala started talking with Montek. They exchanged phone numbers, and started sending small good night messages to each other. Montek became the CR (Class Representative) of the class, and whenever there is no class, he used to tell the boys himself and for girls he conveyed it through Amala. Soon, they started exchanging frequent messages. Noorahur, who is also in the same class is a good friend to both of them. Upman fell in love with her. To know about the likes/dislikes of Noorahur and getting closer with her Upman became a social person. Upman used to bother Amala a lot, asking about Noorahur; sometimes Montek used to be the victim; although Montek used to tease Upman everyday about it. The three used to go for canteen together. Amala used to tease Upman telling that Noorahur doesn’t like his kind of people, while Upman kept a nickname for her.
The workshop was conducted by one of the NIT clubs inside the NIT itself. When the workshop got over in the evening, everyone went away; but Montek was waiting there for his friend Upman to come, so that both of them can walk together to the hostel. He saw Amala near him; she too was waiting for someone; then a light bulb glowed in his mind; She was a girl from his class. He went near her..
Montek – “Hey, You are from our class na”
Amala – “Yeah, me Amala”
Montek – “I am Montek. So, how did you feel about the workshop?”
Amala – “Boring, I came for it, just because my friend needs a partner. I particularly have no interest in it”
Montek – “Oh, I see. Tomorrow do we have a class?”
Amala – “Don’t know about it. Someone has to go and ask the professor”
Montek - “oh. Everyone thinks some other person has to go. We need to have a common class representative.”
Amala – “Yeah, so, who do you think will be the right person for it?”
Montek – “I feel Noorahur is the one. But she is a girl, informing to the boys may create some problems”
Amala – “Why not you?”
Montek – “Me, I am just a normal man. But, If everyone in the class wishes, I can take up the mantle”
Amala – “Well, if you keep a voting, I am sure that you will win”
Montek – “Acha..(laughs)”
From somewhere a harsh voice came
Upman – “Montek, let’s go”
Montek – “Hey Upman, this is my classmate Amala, and Amala this is my room mate Upman”
Upman – “Hii”
Amala – “Hii”
Montek – “Ok then, Are you waiting for someone ?”
Amala – “Yeah, but will go to hostel. I don’t think she is gonna come”
Montek – “Ok then, bye”
Amala – “Bye”
Later on, in the class room Amala started talking with Montek. They exchanged phone numbers, and started sending small good night messages to each other. Montek became the CR (Class Representative) of the class, and whenever there is no class, he used to tell the boys himself and for girls he conveyed it through Amala. Soon, they started exchanging frequent messages. Noorahur, who is also in the same class is a good friend to both of them. Upman fell in love with her. To know about the likes/dislikes of Noorahur and getting closer with her Upman became a social person. Upman used to bother Amala a lot, asking about Noorahur; sometimes Montek used to be the victim; although Montek used to tease Upman everyday about it. The three used to go for canteen together. Amala used to tease Upman telling that Noorahur doesn’t like his kind of people, while Upman kept a nickname for her.
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
North Meets South (Part-2)
The same happiness is filled in another house in Andhra Pradesh. But here, it’s a girl who cleared the written test. Her parents were very happy. She is a somewhat shy girl, having lesser friends, but who don’t go out of touch at any point in their life. She gave a small treat to them in a local restaurant.
One month passed. According to their rank and order of preference, everyone has been assigned a NIT. Amala will be going into the NIT, which is 2000 Km away from home. Amala’s house was filled with anxiety
Mother – “Till now, she stayed with us. To send her that much distance. I won’t. We don’t have anyone in the neighbourhood. How can she live?”
Father – “No problem my dear. At some point of life, she has to go outside, meet new people and learn to be social. Why not now?”
Mother – “But, she is just a small girl”
Father – “Small girl. If anyone hears they will laugh at you. She is now eighteen. She has to know the world. Till now, she had seen it with our eyes. Let her see it with her own eyes”
Amala – “Please Mom. Please let me go. Please, please, please”
Mother – “Ok then”
Amala started jumping and dancing, hugged and kissed her Mom.
Mom – “But, if you don’t like it there, make sure you tell us about it. There are a lot many good colleges in our own neighbourhood. You needn’t worry about your future”
Amala with a confident poise – “I will definitely like it there Mom”
Don’t know whether it’s fate or coincidence, Montek also got into the same NIT. From now on, if I refer to NIT, it is this NIT, that both Amala and Montek were a part of. Although each one got a different branch(Major), in their first year, since they have common courses through out the university, they are able to sit in the same classroom.
An NRI also, from UAE, got into the same college. Her name was Diana.
NIT has internal hostels in it. All the girls are assigned one hostel, and boys being large in number are spread across seven different hostels. In first year, boys have to stay in a six seater room. These are the Montek’s room mates
Dan – This guy is from south. He wears spects and is very lean and geeky
Upman – This guy hails from UP. Never studied in a co-ed college before
Modi – Fattest guy of the room
Sheravan – A little less fat than Modi. He is from the same state in which NIT is situated
Akhil – Shortest guy of our room
And finally our
Montek – You know about him. A Sikh with a beard
The main protagonists were Amala and Montek, the rest were supportive actors. They come and go, as and when needed.
One month passed. According to their rank and order of preference, everyone has been assigned a NIT. Amala will be going into the NIT, which is 2000 Km away from home. Amala’s house was filled with anxiety
Mother – “Till now, she stayed with us. To send her that much distance. I won’t. We don’t have anyone in the neighbourhood. How can she live?”
Father – “No problem my dear. At some point of life, she has to go outside, meet new people and learn to be social. Why not now?”
Mother – “But, she is just a small girl”
Father – “Small girl. If anyone hears they will laugh at you. She is now eighteen. She has to know the world. Till now, she had seen it with our eyes. Let her see it with her own eyes”
Amala – “Please Mom. Please let me go. Please, please, please”
Mother – “Ok then”
Amala started jumping and dancing, hugged and kissed her Mom.
Mom – “But, if you don’t like it there, make sure you tell us about it. There are a lot many good colleges in our own neighbourhood. You needn’t worry about your future”
Amala with a confident poise – “I will definitely like it there Mom”
Don’t know whether it’s fate or coincidence, Montek also got into the same NIT. From now on, if I refer to NIT, it is this NIT, that both Amala and Montek were a part of. Although each one got a different branch(Major), in their first year, since they have common courses through out the university, they are able to sit in the same classroom.
An NRI also, from UAE, got into the same college. Her name was Diana.
NIT has internal hostels in it. All the girls are assigned one hostel, and boys being large in number are spread across seven different hostels. In first year, boys have to stay in a six seater room. These are the Montek’s room mates
Dan – This guy is from south. He wears spects and is very lean and geeky
Upman – This guy hails from UP. Never studied in a co-ed college before
Modi – Fattest guy of the room
Sheravan – A little less fat than Modi. He is from the same state in which NIT is situated
Akhil – Shortest guy of our room
And finally our
Montek – You know about him. A Sikh with a beard
The main protagonists were Amala and Montek, the rest were supportive actors. They come and go, as and when needed.
North Meets South (Part-1)
Before I start this story, I want to introduce some terms to the foreign readers so that they wouldn’t have to google while reading the story.
NIT – stands for National Institute of Technology. This is the status given to 21 colleges that are spread across 20 states in India. These are the deemed universities whose entrance happens through a written test called AIEEE. It is impossible to enter it by giving donation for an Indian. It’s purely based on merit. Many people in India, dream to enter it, but only some make it through. Only one in every fifteen students could enter it. Foreign students can directly join these institutes, but they have to pay a double fee, which is very less, compared to many American universities.
Sardar – Some sects of Sikhs are called Sardars. But in India, we call every Sikh a Sardar
Punjab, Andhra Pradesh - Two states in India
Let’s dive into the story now.
Story:
Montek singh’s house is filled with extreme happiness. He cleared AIEEE with a good rank. He got an All India Rank of 8259. He could now, get into one of the top-5 NITs. The house’s telephone kept ringing, with the calls of relatives congratulating the 18 year old with a tone of jealousy which is obvious in their voices. Montek’s mobile is filled with messages and calls. He couldn’t help his weakness to not being rude to anyone. He was patiently answering all the calls, replying each and every message. In the meantime, one of his friends, who always gets good marks compared to Montek called him
Friend – “Hey Montek, Is it true? What I am hearing? Did you clear the AIEEE with the rank I just heard?”
Montek – “Yes.”
Friend – “Did you really get a rank of 8259?”
Montek – “Yes,”
Friend – “Are you sure?”
Montek – “yeah, I am sure”
Friend – “Did you check it twice?”
Montek – “I checked it five times. I am 100% sure”
Friend – “Ohh! Damn man, I couldn’t get a rank of below 10,000”
Montek – “How much you got?”
Friend –“I got 11,001”
Montek – “What’s the difference? More or less we may get into the same NIT”
Friend – “No man, you don’t understand. I have to get a rank of below 2000. I strongly feel there is some mistake in evaluation. I mean, how come people who study lesser than me, could get a better rank”
Montek – “Chill man. Look, you cannot change, what has already happened. You got a very good rank. You are still better than ten lakh other people who gave the test. Be happy, give a party to your friends. Enjoy man”
Friend – “The computer might not have scanned my paper correctly. Dude, is there any reevaluation that we can apply, so that our answer sheet gets scanned again?”
Montek – “I don’t know. I don’t think there will be anything like that”
Friend – “Do you know exactly that nothing like that exists? Are you sure?”
Montek – “Bhai, I don’t know. You can give a mail to the board of examinations and ask them”
Friend – “Oh, forgot about it. Ok then, congratulations dude. Bye”
Montek – “Hey, I am giving a party in the evening. Café Coffee day, all our friends will be coming. Are you free?”
Friend – “I am a bit busy dude. I need to send mail to the board. Await for reply. Actually, I don’t know how to show my face to our friends”
Montek – “Ar, a mail takes a second to send. And there is nothing to be ashamed of. Except me, every one of our friends got a rank, lesser than you”
Friend – “Really, I thought along with you that Shreya also got past me”
Montek – “She got a rank of 15000. Now, will you come for the party?”
Friend – “I know I will get past her. Cool dude. I need to see her face today. She always thought that she could defeat me in the final exam”
At this Montek got pissed. But his politeness wouldn’t allow him to react strong,
Montek – “So are you coming?”
Friend – “Sure. Give me a call, before leaving home“
Montek – “Ok”
All this was happening in a small town in Punjab, where Montek’s house is situated.
NIT – stands for National Institute of Technology. This is the status given to 21 colleges that are spread across 20 states in India. These are the deemed universities whose entrance happens through a written test called AIEEE. It is impossible to enter it by giving donation for an Indian. It’s purely based on merit. Many people in India, dream to enter it, but only some make it through. Only one in every fifteen students could enter it. Foreign students can directly join these institutes, but they have to pay a double fee, which is very less, compared to many American universities.
Sardar – Some sects of Sikhs are called Sardars. But in India, we call every Sikh a Sardar
Punjab, Andhra Pradesh - Two states in India
Let’s dive into the story now.
Story:
Montek singh’s house is filled with extreme happiness. He cleared AIEEE with a good rank. He got an All India Rank of 8259. He could now, get into one of the top-5 NITs. The house’s telephone kept ringing, with the calls of relatives congratulating the 18 year old with a tone of jealousy which is obvious in their voices. Montek’s mobile is filled with messages and calls. He couldn’t help his weakness to not being rude to anyone. He was patiently answering all the calls, replying each and every message. In the meantime, one of his friends, who always gets good marks compared to Montek called him
Friend – “Hey Montek, Is it true? What I am hearing? Did you clear the AIEEE with the rank I just heard?”
Montek – “Yes.”
Friend – “Did you really get a rank of 8259?”
Montek – “Yes,”
Friend – “Are you sure?”
Montek – “yeah, I am sure”
Friend – “Did you check it twice?”
Montek – “I checked it five times. I am 100% sure”
Friend – “Ohh! Damn man, I couldn’t get a rank of below 10,000”
Montek – “How much you got?”
Friend –“I got 11,001”
Montek – “What’s the difference? More or less we may get into the same NIT”
Friend – “No man, you don’t understand. I have to get a rank of below 2000. I strongly feel there is some mistake in evaluation. I mean, how come people who study lesser than me, could get a better rank”
Montek – “Chill man. Look, you cannot change, what has already happened. You got a very good rank. You are still better than ten lakh other people who gave the test. Be happy, give a party to your friends. Enjoy man”
Friend – “The computer might not have scanned my paper correctly. Dude, is there any reevaluation that we can apply, so that our answer sheet gets scanned again?”
Montek – “I don’t know. I don’t think there will be anything like that”
Friend – “Do you know exactly that nothing like that exists? Are you sure?”
Montek – “Bhai, I don’t know. You can give a mail to the board of examinations and ask them”
Friend – “Oh, forgot about it. Ok then, congratulations dude. Bye”
Montek – “Hey, I am giving a party in the evening. Café Coffee day, all our friends will be coming. Are you free?”
Friend – “I am a bit busy dude. I need to send mail to the board. Await for reply. Actually, I don’t know how to show my face to our friends”
Montek – “Ar, a mail takes a second to send. And there is nothing to be ashamed of. Except me, every one of our friends got a rank, lesser than you”
Friend – “Really, I thought along with you that Shreya also got past me”
Montek – “She got a rank of 15000. Now, will you come for the party?”
Friend – “I know I will get past her. Cool dude. I need to see her face today. She always thought that she could defeat me in the final exam”
At this Montek got pissed. But his politeness wouldn’t allow him to react strong,
Montek – “So are you coming?”
Friend – “Sure. Give me a call, before leaving home“
Montek – “Ok”
All this was happening in a small town in Punjab, where Montek’s house is situated.
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