So wat is this “Cool” basically..?? The first time I came across the word “cool” was in the 3rd grade wrh opposite of cool is hot (as in temperature)...over here in the insti..Common ..!??!
The word cool is all over the place..Even in our mess food, someone’s coming outta the mess and “ya dude the food z cool today” ... gr8.... fine now at least its related to food (hot food..Etc..) Exam cool tha..(When u perform good) and there’s this exam cool ho gaya (when u really mess up..:) “Coolkaal”(really easy paper.. ), “Abe cool hai..” (Generally used when someone’s really frustrated) ... the cool term is all over the place... Even bappi, shambu, chandi da’s use the word “cool”( when u don’t pay the bill n all... “Pore dichis dada...”), “cool ho jaa” (wat..?? Get locked up in a fridge?? ), every sentence will have a “cool” in the end...gr8 now i can list out a million situations where cool is used in our everyday insti life ... Cool kar diya.. Cool aache... Cool prof.... Cool movie, even sms’s in the phones have “cool” in it....height...!!
There are these wannabe cool dudes/dudeens rite.. Like half tucked in, sleeveless.. Ultra low-hip trousers, wrist band, head band, Bling, Attitude T-shirt n all.. Common yaar..!! Ok got it.. Now u are being “Cool” (yeah baby)... it’s funny but at times irritating when guys n gals pretend to be "cool" like some rap or hippy wannabes, now common girls thinking of becoming a super model is really a dudest attempt.... guys!! Cheer up when u can grow long hairs and colour them with eye soaring dyes & shouting really cool words on corridor, then everything is cool....
Coolism and the acads go hand in hand...like getting late up in the morning, bunking classes, n end of the day u are proud standing tall saying “Cool hai” (Actually so dumb hai..),standing outside the class peeping though door n asking ur mates to give a proxy, and when the prof catches you then both of them are “Cool ho Gaye”, still guys smile n blurt out “cool hai..”
Being cool needs a lotta hard work also..wat..?! Surprised?? For god’s sake it’s an NIT...heavy competition rite..u gotta be really dedicated when u are into this cool spree like i have no idea abt how bikes came into existence into the campus all of a sudden (viz. with a student on it), guess i think i missed out that being cool and topping the “wannabe cool” list, u need stuff like a two wheeler, and Lotta Gas, Cash and Grass to keep up your high spirits and roar like a speedy monster in the campus, common yaar.. coll campus aint that big (No offence) but, crossing the extreme limits of this “cooling effect” will make lil devil sitting round the corner wave u a “hi” and say “ So u think u are cool eh..Be my guest...” i know it’s a really sweet phrase but gets very bitter when the u are the guest..... “Yeh Cool nhi hai”...
Where do u fall in this cool world of ours..??! Are u the person using the word cool in your daily vocab..!? Or are u the one banging hard for being the coolest person in the campus..?? (Remember the hippy thang) or are u the person “cool” enough to wait and watch till something really goes bad..???! But i fear that real damage has already been done...
So When Do u know it’s Cool...?! Why stay confused on this narrow but brilliantly blurry line of “COOL”...
Be Yourself, Be Cool...
--Bad Ass Thambi.
Durgapur,WB
A Journey has nothing to do with the amount of travelling you do.... journey to me is, you never know what may be your next destination.. Confused.. Well..
My journey started way back in 1987, in a small place downsouth... ya thats when u neva realise wat d hell u do the whole time naked.. :P( jokes apart)... i have been a wander for whole of my life till date, got no permanent address thankx to Indian railways dad gets a transfer every 2-3 years.. J... Sometimes i sit and wonder how did all this happen.. well thts life “Keep Moving” but i moved a lot .. i moved to Maharashtra after the happy arrival of S.Deepu, stayed thr for god knows how many years.. mom says 6 dad says 7.. who cares.. we stayed thr rite... done with my pre schooling class 1 and 2 in ratnagiri and Bombay.. left Bombay and from “Kasa Ahes” .. to “Yenu Madthini” aka Karnataka (b’lore) well blore was fun.. thts wrh i realised we had a national anthem.... and my first cursh.. imagine.. my first crush in class 4.. lols.. i forgot her name too.. well.. i realised tht it was a crush in my higher classes only.... i learned to play cricket... collect trump cards.. etc.. the baccha type games.. raja rani chor police...name place animal thing n all.. book-cricket... was fun... it fun even now in college.. we do play in s.s.roy sessional classes..:) ..oh yeah i had my first karate class also..stayed in blore for 2 and half years yet again board of Indian railways neva liked us staying thr in blore and having all the fun so they put him in place called “Gods Own Country” (Kerala)...wow kerala... rains ,rains and rains...like it only rains thr..!! no wonder it is called the gods own country.... thts wrh i knew the importance of umbrellas... man these mallus thr make a lotta business with umbrellas thr... :P , payam puri.(banana puri) , Puttu(steam cakes),Fish,Parota... became my favoraties... and thts where i gained weight..(i have gone down now :P )... slurrrrrrp... they make real good food..... fine.. lets come to my journey..:) i was in Calicut thr... first day of school was rainy.... malyalam seemed a more like tamil but damn thr pronunciations are hell difficult... and my school thr was huge.. and when i say huge its really huge, made real good friends.. and still in contact.... Neeraj, Viddy , Reena chand, Chaitra, Karthik, Sarin, and lots more...oh yeah i learned some classical music and kalari... hehe.. This was one weird Kendriya Vidyalaya wrh we had red colour belts.. and i hate red... generally we have blue.. and i love blue..:) ... Principal was the most obviously hated among all the faculty we had ..(applies to all schools) .. again......TRANSFER..!!!!!!!!!!!! Welcome to Palakkad, i was in 9th... picked some Malayalam in Calicut... hoped tht will be useful later... guess wat... i found tamil speaking friends here..!! shot to fame here in Palakkad with drama competitions , Dumb C and all.... i got a serious amount of talented friends... shyam,venki rohit gopi.. sowmya..... we brought the whole school upside down withour hind drama...we used to have a lotta fun in the autnys math and chem tuitions... but unluckily i had to stay here for only a year.. i loved this place since myself being a lazy ass.. had to leave for school only 5 mins b4 assembly... then one day dad was like.. “deepu how do u feel this place is..?!” and when he asks this question.. i knew tht he had a transfer order in his hand... yep u got tht rite.. Moved to a place wrh thr auto guys charge u more than kingfisher airlines.... yeessss.. Chennai.... was feeing a little weird they speak Tamil thr.. common..!!.. don’t remember how Mumbai was in my my child hood but Chennai seemed huge..!!! and people talked tamil a bit different.. we call it “Cheri Tamil ” as in the tapori style tamil...:) anyone who was in Chennai.. will obv know the sweet smell of the canals thr... ( really refreshing..!!) Now This place Changed My whole attitude ,Personality, and the way of thinking..Basically everything....And since it was 10th i had this inside fear of getting marks (Board Exam)... all started in 10th.. i was like any other guy the good,calm quiet boy who was inside the class and people just thought he never existed... study study and only books were in my mind.. focusing on my board.. 100% attendance n all....i met sumeet in my colony itself wrh then i realised we both are in the same class rather same bench..... and since then we share a lot common amongst us.. we are now in the same college also..:)... time passed with lotta... events... birthday treats.....test cycles, viva.. then the monster “BOARD EXAMS”...initially i was pretty nervous.. but then i realised board exams was just a hoax and was any other school exam.. hehe.... my 10th wasn’t much of fun.... Then god knows wat happend in the summer vacations.. after the board results.. guess.. people got to watch the other side of me.... the real BAD ASS THAMBI.. or call it poriki capemari u name it...:) and when the school reopened.. people were shocked.. even the teachers.. got my ass lit by every teacher.. esp mahadevan and mohanasundaram sir 11th and 12th the KV CLRI 2005 batch was the best anyone has seen in the school history.. now thts wat the teachers say... we do all the masti we can... we even bunk classes go to the ground play baski or even sit in the computer center for no reason.. (actually we sat there for AC) neways... but our academic performance neva came down the poverty line... we formed our own Brotherhood.. some brothers got us into Bhabhihood also.. but we still are together..:) no matter wat.... i still remember tht after every prayer session the principal had a lecture for our class to make us well behave n all.. We Broke a Rs:7500 Glass Board... tubelights... tables... chair... window panes.. (all purposefully )but we neva changed... we proved every teacher wrong. .:P... But once the time passes will neva come back.... But Bro’s are forever..... Crushs were obviously there and some “Ahem..” too.. so need not explain tht here people who know me will know me.. simple...So Then the regular engg. Examinations.. Got myself here in NIT DURGAPUR.... I miss Our Gang a Lot.. Second in my life i felt tht im goin to miss something( U don’t wanna Know My First Time)...missin all.. Sunni,Banjoo,Nidhi, Thilla,Ayush aka Mokkai,Zintos,Kamu,Gabbu,Hari (rajesh no offence), Fefe (Me), Bhai is with me only.... was in Chennai for 4 years... but wait....transfer(s)continued .... yeah.. after Chennai.. we shifted to chittaranjan a deep jungle in the border of Jharkhand and west Bengal for a year... and now.. we are in hubli, Karnataka... but since.. i stay in the hostel... my journey stays confined in the campus...... i do pay regular visits to all my friends... except the blore ones.. since.. i have no clue wat they are doin .. infact i got the whrabts of a guy in Bombay...I have Seen Time Pass Right In front of my eyes.. every time i leave a place... i feel really bad but later on its covered by something better or even the best....learned tht.. u can neva choose your friends ,they choose u..its all relative... but sometimes yeah..bad memories do haunt me but bad memories are always fun once u realise how dumb u really were when u were young..... Past is just a memory.. and there’s always a delete button on the corner....
Journeys are never by choice, It Just Happens and u cant Say No...
Times a change, so do you...!!
--Bad Ass Thambi.
Chennai,TN
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