fucked but enjoyable

how good pink floyd may sound or how fucked up your life can become...two questions blossom in your mind at this place every this and then(not for maggus). students curse profs all around and i dont know what profs think of students. well profs have their own things. but one thing i can say that during my stay at this college i could never find a prof better than those who taught me at school.
                         !!!!before you start thinking anything....let me clear it out  that i did not attend sanawar..or schools like that.my school was like just a normal average good indian school.

                          my initial semester at iit was though quite fresh but now everything arround you seems rotten. their is one gate you have at the very end of iitm ,near alaknanda hostel ..taramani(or the tarams).at any given point of time you can find n number of students smoking there. when i used to go to that place earlier in my starting days...i looked at the guys standing there with the feelings like....why r they wasting their bodies just for a few inhales of smoke,,...but now you see when i sit their and smoke ..and look at those people again and remember what i used to think about them earlier i could do nothing but just laugh on myself.
                         whether it was friends or some unfulfilled desires or insti pain or just that this thing(smoke) felt so good i was there in my second semester and continued to go till the time i left this dreaded lovingly fucked dear iit. One thing about iit is that you can find all sorts of ways for getting high here..well as you might be thinking ...like most of the students here i also started putting weed in my third semester. it's kind of a tradition at iitm which i felt that most of the people try weed in their third sems and arround 70% of them continue it further.
                           although smoking inside campus is prohibited...but wait this is india..and also iit..people(supposedly) have got minds here...we found ways to do all sorts of stuff right from smoking , drinking to fucking a girl...yes this all happens at iit(though sex is rare) as it is difficult to find a (real) girl at iit. anyway people learn to manage things thanks to IIT LAN(local area network).
                         

                            

1st month

 Like any other aspiring iitian , my first day in iit was like heaven(however things changed later).we were taken for a tour of the insti introducing us to various departments of engineering sciences and the facilties provided to us. the day ended with a registration session. after having my dinner in the mess(which was quite good contrasting my expectations) i headed towards my hostel dorm and waited for the seniors to come(for ragging).

                now this ragging was not that much of ragging what i thought. we were told to introduced to a format in which we were supposed to introduce ourselves. it was like "i dont have a name my nick name is ....(your real name), my factory is ....(coaching), my jee rank is...., i am from...., my hobbies are....etc.". seniors ragged us and put our name (nick) which were like "fucked","murder","habshi","haulu(chutiya in telugu)" etc. for the rest of our life in the insti we would be known by these names.
                we were told by our hostel seniors not to visit other hostels in night during the first month for we could undergo some serious ragging if caught by the wrong person. this point appealed me and i visited other hostels for various wanted and unwanted reasons. nothing happened to me untill i landed in pampa in its top floors. it was unlike the other hostels in terms that at the time i visited pampa 6th floor i was able to smell cigarette smoke in each and every corner. i went there to meet some senior regarding some literary activity. that senior was not in his room. i turned to the adjacent room to enquire about him. there was i caught by the wrong people(STUDS).
                 I was asked to put my intro first.  i obediently introduced myself, then they asked me if i would be having any problem interacting(getting ragged) further with them.i happily said no.

                 all we had in that session was mostly related to either sex or girls. what horrified me was not their horrible behaviour but the condition of their room. it was like you could find atleast 4 ciggarette butts per square inch of their room. what surprised me was they were removing the tobacco of the cigarrettes and putting some green crushed leafy material in them (it's smoke had nice smell unlike cigarettes. there were hangers but all the clothes you could find in his room were lying on the floor. chicken legs were lying here and there. McDowells whisky bottles were in abundant quantity lying mostly below the bed.

 I went to their room at 10 pm in the night and when i reached my room it was arround 4am.i underwent some other ragging sessions as well and finally got a name(nick).

 Check this documentry on iitm