Engineer Aseem Shakuntal

There are many things in life which do not come exactly as they should. I mean to say that sometimes, something happens and then, you are sure of its result and start celebrating.

Things like…

Your wife becomes pregnant and you know that you’ve become a daddy now, but then surety of this sure thing is not one hundred percent sure. I don’t want to be the pessimistic weasel out here, but I just said that once your wife gets pregnant does not mean that you are a daddy now…

Hey!! I did not tell you to think on second thoughts. I meant that something just might happen, something unwanting which would lead to some other thing unwanting and finally, you are not a daddy anymore. I hope you understand what crap I wrote above.

In fact I could not find a better example than this. But yes, I can site some more I guess. But I won’t.

Let me come straight to the point why I wrote the above “CRAP”.

Well well well…

Now I am no more Aseem Shakuntal. Now, I am an engineer, officially and this official thing would be more official once I get my degree in my hands in my convocation. Well, the convocation is a distant thing at this time I guess.

It was may the 24th, when I had my final presentations and then I started merry making that now I was an engineer. But the results were not out. It was today that my results are out and that now, I am “Er. Aseem Shakuntal”.

So, now could you follow why I wrote the above crap of that daddy thing? Well… these days I am on vacations, enjoying priceless moments I am spending with my family. But I must confess a few things as well…

• I am missing my college like hell.


• My college days were so nice!


• Those good ‘ol days…


• I am missing my friends.


• I am missing my student life coz I am no more a student now.

Hey, but I contradicted myself here. It was sometime back that I myself wrote that at the University of Life, admission is open to all and that all of us are students. But, here I am talking about something different. Something that has a special place in our heart… our college… my college… my alma mater…

And yes I am missing it badly. And I am glad to say that those college days were the best days of my life.

After all, they not only taught me many things at this University of life, but I am happy that I have earned a few good life long friends here, that I fell into love, that I cherish every moment I spent here. Some sweet, some sour, some bitter, some better!

But that’s what life is… isn’t it?

That is what life is, “ZINDAGI”

ANYWAYS.. the poem

It was just kind of like a nostalgic feeling…
With every one of us grooming, for the “big day” that is coming…

But there is something that can’t stop me from thinking
Oh yeah! My funny, stupid-et-all times college days are ending!

From Classes to canteen, from lectures to mass bunks
Every moment of “it”…

And now, I can’t breathe…
Coz the memories are so breathtaking!

the Hostel…
it was so fun-filled

Anyways, I would miss the fun that remained.

my Friends…
it was so caring

Anyways, I won’t try to find such friends again!

our Classroom…
gosh! It was so boring

Anyways, I would love to be back into it again!

the insti-roof-top, the library, the staircases, the lift…
I just wish to be an integral part of it.

the life…
it was so smooth

Anyways, It had to be hectic some day!

the love…
it stamped indelibly in my heart

Anyways, I won’t fall for it again!

It all was simply so good!

Anyways, I realize that nothing in this world remains…

Heading for the big day!!!
“It” coming to an end…

Hey!
Did you see the emotions topple?
Did you see the eyes getting wet?
Did your heart beat like it never did?
Did you feel like little nostalgic?

Well, I did!

Heading for this big day…
I learnt a grammar lesson

I found the present tense, and the past… perfect!

I wasn’t what I used to be.
“It” wasn’t what “it” used to be.

Anyways…

One can’t live in past.
It is just that I am little nostalgic, about the best days of my life…

Anyways…



-aseem shakuntal

(in love with the word anyways… which has a special capability to “kind of” restore the things back to what they were not, but what they could tend to be in future… )

GooD LucK!

Now that you stand guard.. all i wish is good luck for your future..

-aseem

Happy Birthday!

On this day of yours, may you not wait for anything…

that’s coz the world will come down to your knees to wish you!!



HAPPY BIRTHDAY

TO A

CUTE LITTLE SISTER

Although late, but i send you a most sincere wish!

http://delettantish.blogspot.com/

ANYWAYS...

May 24, 2006

The last official day at college ended… and now I am an Engineer!

“Engineer Aseem Shakuntal”, placed at Wipro Technologies and trying to reach the stars and excel in whatever I do.

It was since evening that I got pretty much sentimental, four years flashing up and down my eyes.

Wrote a poem today… after a looong time… ANYWAYS, will write that poem here in some other post at some later time.

I love the word “it”. It has been not one or just two posts on the word “it”, which can be anything… from love to life to my career field… IT!! Hey hey!!

Well to be very frank, it was while talking to a very sweet friend, that I loved one more word “ANYWAYS”

No worry whatever happens, this word has the capability to heal the things or perhaps bring the things back in motion, well, not in the exact fashion as they were, but yes, “it” does restore a few things…

I still wish if there was a system restore in life… I told it long back to someone. But that someone dint want “it”!

ANYWAYS, I have a message for that sweet friend of mine, hey buddy, thanks for being there with me… that too when there were only a few people besides me. Thanks a ton, thanks a lot!!

And moreover, as far as that tiny little gift is concerned, come on, frankly speaking, I rather don’t want to… or let me just say that I don’t want to carry forward my “acquaintances” from IIIT-C to any other place. Let them be here only. Not at some place different from “it”. Coz in that case, “it” will loose its importance. Moreover, I would curb my contacts now and I guess I would be available only to a few. In fact, I don’t want myself to… forget it… I am not going to make this place a place for personal messaging.

Do come back after sometime, you will find that I have done the homework you gave me.

ANYWAYS, we had to part sometime, its me who is taking the lead in re union… but with only a few, and I am glad to say that you are one of them!

-aseem shakuntal

IIIT-C RAWCKS!!

Indian Institue of Information Technology – Calcutta

It rawks.. isnt it?

Now that we have only a few days left at this divine institute, I mean, now that we (2002-2006 batch) are abt to complete our degree, due some more weeks, I, Aseem Shakuntal, a non inert being at IIIT-CALCUTTA would like to disturb its tranquility by remembering the good ol' times!

Those four funny, sleepy, tense, stupid at all golden years of our life..

I am sure a big bunch of memories come to our mind and leave a broad smile on our faces.

0800 hrs, Sep 23, 2002:

Every one waiting for his breakfast. Why? We had to go to college! I remember I was sitting besides Shashank with Bhatia on my right.

Hello, I am Aseem. Hi, I am Shashank!

And he became the first person I met @ IIIT-C

After our b'fast, everyone of us left for college, where in we had a tryst with SK DUTTA, who welcomed us at IIIT and then, raggin sessions.

Who can forget the special sessions at the GN-5 or the "GYAN NAGAR"

Dheere dheere semester exams aa gaye. I still remember when the HARAMI BODO came to me and asked to teach him "C". Phir kya tha, main gaya uske room mein, kuch der padhai hui, aur phir saare BODO ne mujhe bahut peeta tha.. kyu??? KHALEE FOKAT MASTEE!

Mera room, ROOM NO 1 @ NANDI VILLA, the un-announced dharamshala of hostel which housed me, prateek and salman along with FAIZA, ADDY, RISHI, SUKRIT, DUTTA, UJJWAL, ASHISH, PAKESH anytime round the clock! Woh raat bhar ek doosre ke room mein pade rehna, Rishi ka BODO log se maar khana, mere room mein phir poora paani gira dena, halla, antakshari..

meri aur amba kee larai, aur usme dutta ka pit jana!

ha ha ha!

WoW..

those were the days..

Phir AQ-5, Megacity Flyover pe raat bhar ghumna, choron ko pakarne ke liye raat bhar ek hee pose mein baithe rehna, Harish ka poore CK market mein famous ho jana for the movie "BODY of EVIDENCE" by MADONNA, roj raat ko FINGERTIPS jana, 10 rupay kee coffee peena, aur ghanto waha AC mein baithna!

INSTI ke samne waale road pe raat mein baithna! Five Point Someone mein toh insti ke roof pe VODKA kee baat kahee gayee hai, lekin hum logon ne insti ke samne waale road pe chai peete hue jitnee mastee kee hoge uske kya kehne!

Phir hamara FEST, the ALGORHYTHM 2004.. kitna maraye the hum log! aur phir uska successful completion!

Back to Nandi with some of us missing.. din bhar cricket!

Yaad hai, FAIZA ke room mein jo humne waal painting kee the!

Poori IIIT ko uss painting mien yaad kiya gaya tha..

Oye faiza, yaad hai? ROTI, MUKKHAN aur MIXTURE??

Ashish, DAL aur GLUCON-D..

Anandam waali bhaujee..

Prateek, woh khargosh jaise ankhon waali.. yaad hai tujhe?

Kabhi kabhi hee college jana.. MALLIK SIR ke OS aur SAD ke class mein mera, faiza aur ujjwal ka last bench pe baith kar R-WORLD pe gana sunna.. aur jab sir aaye toh phir minix ka source code padhne ka natak karna... CHUMKI MAM ke lab classes.. LOPA mam se dar ke rehna.. REHMAN SIR ke class mein no tension, always PROXY.. LAB mein din bhar NETIYANA.. DIRECTOR MAM ke classes mein bhi masti karna.. MUHURI SIR ke networking KOUNCEPTS.. RAJU SIR ke JAVA classes, MITHUN sir ka WEB DESIGN!!

How we made fun of everything.. that divine DIGHA TRIP

yaar, ye din yaad rahenge..

hai naa..

At last, but not the leat, kuch aur likhna chahunga, about our ALMA MATER, the IIIT-C, in words of that under performer..

the first thing about leaving IIIT would be that I don’t have to attend those boring lectures anymore and no more classes! ahh.. That’s a good thing. But the bad thing is that I won’t be able to see my friends’ with the very start of my day, everyday!

I will miss my hostel.

I will have a new set of responsibilities but God, I will miss those days, coz yes, I may leave IIIT, but in a way, my soul still stays here..

Maybe in the hostel corridors of Nandi Villa or AQ-5 or the Book Board Building and every crazy thing that I did here.. whatever!! but to cherish!!

-Aseem Shakuntal

(an engineer, and an engineer by heart!)

death..

4 saal se saath the…
4 din pahile tak saath mein the…
mann nahin maan raha kee woh ab nahin hai…
aisa lag raha hai kee wo natak kar rahee thee…

(We were together since last four years; we were together four days before… my heart doesn’t allow me to believe that now she is not between us… it seems like she was acting dead on the stage of life…)

--Lines of a friend.

Death, it is the only certain thing in this world. Not even life, not even happiness, not even sorrow… nothing is constant. All come and go past everyone’s life.

In fact, life is a sine wave. On the graph, you find happiness, sorrow, grief, liveliness and many other things. What I mean to say is that these things come and go by everyone’s life and they do come for more than once atleast, in everyone’s life.

But it is death, which once comes, it comes. Nothing returns then. Life, love, friendship, sorrow, pain… nothing returns… nothing!!

-Aseem Shakuntal