Yet another sincere hello to my fellow readers. This was something that I had not given a though about as I consider my self a newbie to "WWW". Now that I have found a way...! ok without any patience to narrate story, this is my first ever own composition of music produced using PSR550 who happens to be my X girlfriend :D
This is composed on 6 different tracks & based on "HINDOLA/MALKAUNS" raga. Its almost 4 years old now but then its my first. N therz lot more to come.... for this moment share the joy of Prathama with me.
Moments recalled
As I had promised in my previous post, i had to come up with this one which again might just bubble up those few moments of our Engineering Dayz. I could have titled it as "ENGINEERING DAYZ - II" a sequel to my previous post. But then as I have already said I dont want to make my blog look like another bollywood movie :)
So, it all use to happen like this....well if not for all atleast for most I believe. Here we go.... Gulping down the breakfast after a quick shower, we put on our denims, a cool shirt, freshened with some deodorant and leave for college, speeding along the bumpy roads. Finally at the parking lot we give ourself a final look and set our hair looking into the rear-view mirror[am not sure about our female counterparts]. Then we enter our class after meeting some friends, 5-10 minutes late, after the lecture has begun. we select the last bench behind a huge and tall guy and patiently wait only to scream out at the attendance call.
Almost all of us kept gazing at the lecturer but with our minds somewhere down in the canteen or at the door, waiting for `that someone holding a memo' to come in. There are always a few of sincere first-bench-students, who attend each and every lecture and have all the detailed notes, which the outstanding students, (students who always stand out lik me.!) can photocopy a few days before the examinations. Passing comments and gossiping from behind our books or playing cross and knots in the most boring lectures during which half the class would already be snoring.! were some of the methods adopted to spend the lectures.
By the end of the lecture, everyone is feeling restless and eyes on our watches, slamming books and dropping bags just to hint the lecturer but then they mercilessly continued their teaching. Finally the bell rings and most of them out of the class, meeting friends at the sombheri katte or in the canteen with "Plate ek aur spoon anek" formula :D
Above all we just cant forget the thrill of bunking lectures & getting cold shoulders of our HOD, the fun of partying or going for movies and picnics...phewwww..! Moments spent during college days are memories for ever.
So, it all use to happen like this....well if not for all atleast for most I believe. Here we go.... Gulping down the breakfast after a quick shower, we put on our denims, a cool shirt, freshened with some deodorant and leave for college, speeding along the bumpy roads. Finally at the parking lot we give ourself a final look and set our hair looking into the rear-view mirror[am not sure about our female counterparts]. Then we enter our class after meeting some friends, 5-10 minutes late, after the lecture has begun. we select the last bench behind a huge and tall guy and patiently wait only to scream out at the attendance call.
Almost all of us kept gazing at the lecturer but with our minds somewhere down in the canteen or at the door, waiting for `that someone holding a memo' to come in. There are always a few of sincere first-bench-students, who attend each and every lecture and have all the detailed notes, which the outstanding students, (students who always stand out lik me.!) can photocopy a few days before the examinations. Passing comments and gossiping from behind our books or playing cross and knots in the most boring lectures during which half the class would already be snoring.! were some of the methods adopted to spend the lectures.
By the end of the lecture, everyone is feeling restless and eyes on our watches, slamming books and dropping bags just to hint the lecturer but then they mercilessly continued their teaching. Finally the bell rings and most of them out of the class, meeting friends at the sombheri katte or in the canteen with "Plate ek aur spoon anek" formula :D
Above all we just cant forget the thrill of bunking lectures & getting cold shoulders of our HOD, the fun of partying or going for movies and picnics...phewwww..! Moments spent during college days are memories for ever.
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