I was just sitting alone, lost in myself.... It was then that a very young, handsome looking guy entered the class.... He was having the mike system in his hands... He wished good morning to all of us.... I was awestruck... Is he our teacher,,, is he going to teach us.... !!! Then he wrote on the board with the marker his name "Anmol tak"... Whatever he wrote next was a total surprise for me.... "IIT-K, Aeronautical engg, AIR-90"... Wow!!! That AIR was just breathtaking.... He was 2007 pass out....
He was too young and too qualified to teach..... He was one of the youngest teacher at bansals... It was later during the year that i came to know that there were 2 other batchmates of his who were taking regular lectures at bansal....
It was just his way of speaking that drowned him... He fumbled while speaking... He started off with a 2 min intro about bansals..... He asked who all were in EML that year... It was then that i came to know that X11 was an all-eml batch... Half of whom were having rank within 20000 like me... In his first lecture he started off with Number system,, All those symbols, definitions .... I knew them all... It was just the beginning but he was teaching well..... He once or twice strayed away from the topic... But as students started enjoying more he shouted "come back" and started teaching again.... It was the end of time..... The one and half hour class was over.... 15 minutes break before the next class.....
I just sat on my bench while most of the students went outside to take a stroll and the famous samosa of bonapetÃt that was made available at every floor along with patties, frooti and cans..... I couldn't think of getting up.... It was all so new for me,.. So, i just went through my notes making sure i understood everything...
next class was going to be of physics.. i knew it was some "Anurag mishra".. just theb=n he entered the class with a flock of other students following him.. he was having that father-type personality.. but he too looked pretty handsome and well dressed..
he told that he was from HBTI kanpur and was teaching at BCPL for last 11 years.. he started off with "din=mensional analysis".. he asked us which way would we prefer to be taught,, completing the syllabus early to give remaining time to revision or take the syllabus real slow with all type of explanations and examples..
many students went in favour of revision strategy and a very few inclusive of me went for option 2.. he then explained that option 1 was better and students agreed...
so we started.. the class was getting a li'l boring for me as there was nothing new for me to learn that day.. my first impression about him was not even close to satisfactory.. but later on in the year the situation was that i bunked HOD's class to attend his lectures..
the class was over finally... i was one of the last few to leave the class.. i texted everyone else to meet me so that we all go back to the hostel together.. but there classes were not yet over.. so,, i decided to go back alone....
i knew i wasn't going to find dad back at the hostel.. he must have left by 10.. after crossing that crowded road no.1 ,, i reached that long pedestrian lane.. i called dad.. he was in the train.. he just asked me how i was feeling after that very first day at the class.. i told him almost everything in brief.. about teachers, students, class... then, after talking to him, i called home to talk to mom.. she also asked about everything.. after disconnecting the call i began to have a good look at the things around me.. i was half way to the hostel . i noticed that there was a temple with mahindra renault showroom to it's right.. at a distance i could see the construction work of a new city mall going on.. now i took a sharp right and entered the Rajeev gandhi nagar.. i noticed a pit being dug out.. it was the site for some malkhera resort.. it was to deep to look into.. in addition to that the pit digging work continued till the end of m stay in kota... there were huge caterpillar machines digging the pit and huge gigantic rock pieces were being taken out of the pit..
then there was this offensive smelling sharp left,, where whole of the RGN's garbage was dumped.. then after there was again a sharp right and the series of hostels began... first was some "kund kund kahan", there "mundra's gals hostel"... there were hostels and more hostels and even more hostels.... i crossed "motion iit-jee",, famous because of it's physics faculty,, NV sir.. many of the bansal's students enrolled there after the diwali break for crash course in physics..
then after a left turn was the beauty... my APB.. i took the keys from the warden , manoj.. then i went straight into the room.. i was too tired after that first day.... i waited for bubu for another half an hour.. he came alongwith the other two... we all had lunch and then we talked about our respective batches and teachers.. they talked of girls as well but i wasn't able to participate in that discussion then.. i was too meek to get into all this back then..i didn't even notice a single girl that day..
later in the eve,, me and bubu went out to the market in "mahavir nagar" to buy some notebooks and few other things..the market was full of students.. the mobile shops and cyber cafe were full of them.. aroun our own hostel.,, there were a lot of girls hostel.. rather,, most of them were girls.... and they could be easily seen in the hostel balconies, roofs, streets, markets, juice centres and not to forget the panipuri stalls.. while coming back,, i noticed the "Vibrant academy".. it was famous because of it's world class faculty.. all bansal's hod left that year altogether to establish this new coaching institute..
back at the hostel i did some of the homework.. then we all had dinner ,, we talked for a while and then we all dozed off to sleep..
the next day my lectures were to start at 7.45 am.. rest of them had their classes starting at 9.30am.... so,, i had to go to the college all alone.....
Sunday, August 1, 2010
Saturday, July 24, 2010
bansal's first look
0845 hrs....... we set our foot out of the hostel for destination GT... we dint buy cycles at the beginning so we had to walk all the way.... all 4 of us along with my dad took the road.. we crossed the "motion iit-jee" coaching institute.. that was just on past our hostel.. we crossed a few houses and finally we were on the highway.. there was a pedestrian lane along its side..
left to it was the boundary of "instrumentation limited township".. .. we walked upto its entrance gate and took the right turn at the crossroads.. that lane was road no.1,, that's what it is named.. a couple more yards .... we were walking in the crouwd of hundreds of my kind who shared this same dream of being an iitian... all heading towards the same destination, both physically and mentally. some were by cycles, few on foot and the rest in autos...within 2 minutes were at the BCPL's entrance gate.. seeing that lot of students i was scared for sure... i was scared for my survival back there.. there were both boys and girls dressed in all possible colours.. everyone marched in slowly.. we crossed the axis bank atm, reading room and there we were in that large corridor, first time ever.. that was huge, real huge.. but then too it proved to be small for all those present there... even an ant would suffocate to death in there.. students, few alone, few in groups, few with parents, few walking up the ramp kind of sabotaged the whole place.. we 4 and dad made our way right through them to the centre of the corridor.. to the extreme left was that huge notice board.. right to iot was the book store.. i could make out the displayed IQ books, reference books, book on einstein amongst a few others.... right in front was the rampwalk and 2 elevators on either side of it.. giving way to the ramps.. to the right there a small window but i could see through it.. it was the Bonapetit; the bansals awesome canteen.. to the right of it was another notic board, a smaller one the=at displayed the classroom no. against each batch.. my x11 was to be carried out in 301..
it was 9.20 am,,, we thought of moving to our respective classes.. there were surely going to be tears in my eyes and as always ther they were "on-time".. dad was going to leave for his journe back home before i was back to the hostel.. so as usual there were tears but i did try to keep'em back as there were many standing around me.. i touched his feet, all of us di and he blessed us all and we turned back
but i kept looking back at dad till the moment i could.. he dint move an inch from that place, just watched me walk up the ramp... i was all on my own now in this so very new world for me.. his eyes kept telling me "just do it, son; achieve what you expect out of yourself".. i moved up slowly and finally i caught that final glimpse....
moving up the ramp i reached 1st then 2nd and finally at the 3rd floor.. everywhere there was this hustle and bustle....
i moved to 301 making my way through the crowd, of which i was a part... i entered that door.. the class was on the left extremum of the floor alongside the stairs.. 12 rows of steel benches,, 3-6-3 being the seating plan,, making a total seating space for 144 comfortably.. all in all the class was too huge.. i went straight to the third last bench, kept my bag and started analysing the things..
i was rather too scared to sit in the front.. a white board right in the middle of the front wall,, alongwith that raised platform,, 1 speaker on each side of the class.. the first wo rows were reserved for the girls, that was bansal sir's rule... i saw only a few of those and only one of them was a l'il pretty... it sounded as if i was right there amidst swarm of honeybees..
left to it was the boundary of "instrumentation limited township".. .. we walked upto its entrance gate and took the right turn at the crossroads.. that lane was road no.1,, that's what it is named.. a couple more yards .... we were walking in the crouwd of hundreds of my kind who shared this same dream of being an iitian... all heading towards the same destination, both physically and mentally. some were by cycles, few on foot and the rest in autos...within 2 minutes were at the BCPL's entrance gate.. seeing that lot of students i was scared for sure... i was scared for my survival back there.. there were both boys and girls dressed in all possible colours.. everyone marched in slowly.. we crossed the axis bank atm, reading room and there we were in that large corridor, first time ever.. that was huge, real huge.. but then too it proved to be small for all those present there... even an ant would suffocate to death in there.. students, few alone, few in groups, few with parents, few walking up the ramp kind of sabotaged the whole place.. we 4 and dad made our way right through them to the centre of the corridor.. to the extreme left was that huge notice board.. right to iot was the book store.. i could make out the displayed IQ books, reference books, book on einstein amongst a few others.... right in front was the rampwalk and 2 elevators on either side of it.. giving way to the ramps.. to the right there a small window but i could see through it.. it was the Bonapetit; the bansals awesome canteen.. to the right of it was another notic board, a smaller one the=at displayed the classroom no. against each batch.. my x11 was to be carried out in 301..
it was 9.20 am,,, we thought of moving to our respective classes.. there were surely going to be tears in my eyes and as always ther they were "on-time".. dad was going to leave for his journe back home before i was back to the hostel.. so as usual there were tears but i did try to keep'em back as there were many standing around me.. i touched his feet, all of us di and he blessed us all and we turned back
but i kept looking back at dad till the moment i could.. he dint move an inch from that place, just watched me walk up the ramp... i was all on my own now in this so very new world for me.. his eyes kept telling me "just do it, son; achieve what you expect out of yourself".. i moved up slowly and finally i caught that final glimpse....
moving up the ramp i reached 1st then 2nd and finally at the 3rd floor.. everywhere there was this hustle and bustle....
i moved to 301 making my way through the crowd, of which i was a part... i entered that door.. the class was on the left extremum of the floor alongside the stairs.. 12 rows of steel benches,, 3-6-3 being the seating plan,, making a total seating space for 144 comfortably.. all in all the class was too huge.. i went straight to the third last bench, kept my bag and started analysing the things..
i was rather too scared to sit in the front.. a white board right in the middle of the front wall,, alongwith that raised platform,, 1 speaker on each side of the class.. the first wo rows were reserved for the girls, that was bansal sir's rule... i saw only a few of those and only one of them was a l'il pretty... it sounded as if i was right there amidst swarm of honeybees..
Sunday, July 11, 2010
city's first dent
We stepped out of the junction,, there was a lot empty space in front of the entrance where many autos were parked.... I looked in every possible direction... At a distance,, i could see a series of restaurants,, some paanwala shops,, a huge big tree standing right there in the middle of the road.... Soon, we were huddled by auto drivers... And then,, we hired one and headed towards our final destination.... Dad then told me that he had been to kota once,, around 15 years ago...
He kept telling me about sriram fertilizers and rayons.... Rajiv gandhi nagar was the name of the place where bubu's dad told us to be,,, around 10 km from the station... Next he told to find 325, akshat pragya bhawan... So, there we were... Akshat pragya bhawan,, huge big name written in red with complete mailing address in blue... It was the best i could see in the vicinity.... I was later on told by the warden, manoj, dat the hostel costed rs. 2 crores to the kachori seth, the owner... A four-storey 25 roomed hostel that shone in the bright sunlight at that time because of all those expensive glasses used all over,....
When i had the full view of the hostel, i realised that bubu was standing right there in front of me,,, we shook hands, hugged and then for the first time i entered the hostel's gate..... There was this office as the very first room on ground floor... Bubu took us to the 2nd floor,, room 14... As i told you already., the best in the hostel.... I was too tired to climb those stairs but i had to.... I met bubu's dad and touched his feet..
My first reaction wasn't very good but later on i realised its beauty and also that what i thought to be small was rather too big.... My room back at home was quite huge and stupendous... Both the elders began talking,,,
i came out of my room and noticed that the face in room 15 was familiar,, it was abhay, another classmate of mine.. His roomie was gaurav.. I didnt knw this guy but he later on turned to be a better friend of mine in kota....
I knew one thing for sure that with so many knowns around it wouldnt be hard to settle down and pass time... And it was surely going to effect studies and it did.... Abhay is one of the most funny guys i've seen.... His expert comments are just too cool...
Next thing was to freshen up after that long tiring journey.... The washroom... Aaahh!!! 1st thing i noticed about it was those nagging yellow coloured tiles.... I felt being in a specialy made for girls washroom.... Actually, it was full of colours, yellow being the most prominent... Flowers, designs and all sorts of fancy tilings featured it...
Well, i freshened up. Around 5, we decided to go to GT..
Gaurav tower,, GT is the new giant built of bcpl in kota... A true masterpiece.. You can never say that it was a coaching institute.... Looked nothing less than a 5-starer.... It was just superb... 8- storeys,,, absolutely fantasizing.. I dont know exactly but i was told that bansal's cycle stand holds record of largest in asia..
We were first time at GT, inside the entrance gate.. Just fantabulous... I wondered, how much it would have costed mr. Bansal... That was the first time, i realised bansal's might...
We went up to administration and collected reciepts of the dd's,. Took just a single round and then came out....
We then went up to the market in mahavir nagar which was on the opposite side of the hostel... It was no big.... Two things were very prominent.... One being stationers n buk shops,, other being cyber cafe.... Street was full of hoardings of these....
We located shops of our use and then went back to the hostel.... We were all very tired... We had tiffins kept right outside the room... I opened it and noticed its contents.... I thought to myself,, 1 tiffin will be enough for all, what'll do with other 3.!!!!!
There were 6 chapattis, a lot of rice, vegetable alongwith daal... I could hardly eat 2... I saw bubu,, he ate the whole of it and still seemed that he wanted more... Well after 15 minutes, lights were off and we were all sleeping....
next morning bubu's dad left for jagdishpur... my dad was staying. he had his train reservation the following day.... he just wanted to wait for my classes to start.. so, it was 21st of june. me and bubu were too bored right in the morning as we had nothing to do... last eve when we visited the market place we saw the poster of this brand new hollywood release " x-men origins wolverine ",, and we were both keen to watch the movie.. we went to 'om cineplex' at around 9 in the morning,, checked the timings and returned to the hostel.. i asked dad for his permission .. he agreed and we were back at the cineplex at 11..
that was fun,, before going to bansals, we started going to movies,,, but we both fancied hollywood action... and, hugh jackman was as always awesome..
we were back by 3.. ate our lunch and went straight to sleep.. in the eve dad took us out for some kind of shopping of small things. i haad to buy a cell too.. i was reluctant to take nokia... i was just too annoyed to see nokia everywhere... i chose sony ericsson j132, the worst of all.... i still wonder hoew it survived the whole year. i threw it voluntarily on the floor atleast ten times a day...
we returned to the hostel at around 8 pm and after having dinner,, we slept by 9. till that time, i had not even talked to abhay and gaurav even once.. whenever we were in the hostel,, they were not....
i had checked out my batch on net the previous night... it was X11.. the very first day, we all were having our classes starting at 9.30 am.. 22nd june was going to be our first day at bansal... i got up pretty early at 5.30 am.. actually, i wasn't able to have a nice and tight sleep the previous night.. i was having my maths and physics lecture the first day.. i just kept a rough notebook in my bag.. every body got up and were ready by 8.30am... that was one of the veery few days that all the other three bathed before going to bansals.. everybody would have been excited for sure,,,
i was too excited and delirious to know how that first lecture was going to be...
each one of us was ready to take over this mission.....
He kept telling me about sriram fertilizers and rayons.... Rajiv gandhi nagar was the name of the place where bubu's dad told us to be,,, around 10 km from the station... Next he told to find 325, akshat pragya bhawan... So, there we were... Akshat pragya bhawan,, huge big name written in red with complete mailing address in blue... It was the best i could see in the vicinity.... I was later on told by the warden, manoj, dat the hostel costed rs. 2 crores to the kachori seth, the owner... A four-storey 25 roomed hostel that shone in the bright sunlight at that time because of all those expensive glasses used all over,....
When i had the full view of the hostel, i realised that bubu was standing right there in front of me,,, we shook hands, hugged and then for the first time i entered the hostel's gate..... There was this office as the very first room on ground floor... Bubu took us to the 2nd floor,, room 14... As i told you already., the best in the hostel.... I was too tired to climb those stairs but i had to.... I met bubu's dad and touched his feet..
My first reaction wasn't very good but later on i realised its beauty and also that what i thought to be small was rather too big.... My room back at home was quite huge and stupendous... Both the elders began talking,,,
i came out of my room and noticed that the face in room 15 was familiar,, it was abhay, another classmate of mine.. His roomie was gaurav.. I didnt knw this guy but he later on turned to be a better friend of mine in kota....
I knew one thing for sure that with so many knowns around it wouldnt be hard to settle down and pass time... And it was surely going to effect studies and it did.... Abhay is one of the most funny guys i've seen.... His expert comments are just too cool...
Next thing was to freshen up after that long tiring journey.... The washroom... Aaahh!!! 1st thing i noticed about it was those nagging yellow coloured tiles.... I felt being in a specialy made for girls washroom.... Actually, it was full of colours, yellow being the most prominent... Flowers, designs and all sorts of fancy tilings featured it...
Well, i freshened up. Around 5, we decided to go to GT..
Gaurav tower,, GT is the new giant built of bcpl in kota... A true masterpiece.. You can never say that it was a coaching institute.... Looked nothing less than a 5-starer.... It was just superb... 8- storeys,,, absolutely fantasizing.. I dont know exactly but i was told that bansal's cycle stand holds record of largest in asia..
We were first time at GT, inside the entrance gate.. Just fantabulous... I wondered, how much it would have costed mr. Bansal... That was the first time, i realised bansal's might...
We went up to administration and collected reciepts of the dd's,. Took just a single round and then came out....
We then went up to the market in mahavir nagar which was on the opposite side of the hostel... It was no big.... Two things were very prominent.... One being stationers n buk shops,, other being cyber cafe.... Street was full of hoardings of these....
We located shops of our use and then went back to the hostel.... We were all very tired... We had tiffins kept right outside the room... I opened it and noticed its contents.... I thought to myself,, 1 tiffin will be enough for all, what'll do with other 3.!!!!!
There were 6 chapattis, a lot of rice, vegetable alongwith daal... I could hardly eat 2... I saw bubu,, he ate the whole of it and still seemed that he wanted more... Well after 15 minutes, lights were off and we were all sleeping....
next morning bubu's dad left for jagdishpur... my dad was staying. he had his train reservation the following day.... he just wanted to wait for my classes to start.. so, it was 21st of june. me and bubu were too bored right in the morning as we had nothing to do... last eve when we visited the market place we saw the poster of this brand new hollywood release " x-men origins wolverine ",, and we were both keen to watch the movie.. we went to 'om cineplex' at around 9 in the morning,, checked the timings and returned to the hostel.. i asked dad for his permission .. he agreed and we were back at the cineplex at 11..
that was fun,, before going to bansals, we started going to movies,,, but we both fancied hollywood action... and, hugh jackman was as always awesome..
we were back by 3.. ate our lunch and went straight to sleep.. in the eve dad took us out for some kind of shopping of small things. i haad to buy a cell too.. i was reluctant to take nokia... i was just too annoyed to see nokia everywhere... i chose sony ericsson j132, the worst of all.... i still wonder hoew it survived the whole year. i threw it voluntarily on the floor atleast ten times a day...
we returned to the hostel at around 8 pm and after having dinner,, we slept by 9. till that time, i had not even talked to abhay and gaurav even once.. whenever we were in the hostel,, they were not....
i had checked out my batch on net the previous night... it was X11.. the very first day, we all were having our classes starting at 9.30 am.. 22nd june was going to be our first day at bansal... i got up pretty early at 5.30 am.. actually, i wasn't able to have a nice and tight sleep the previous night.. i was having my maths and physics lecture the first day.. i just kept a rough notebook in my bag.. every body got up and were ready by 8.30am... that was one of the veery few days that all the other three bathed before going to bansals.. everybody would have been excited for sure,,,
i was too excited and delirious to know how that first lecture was going to be...
each one of us was ready to take over this mission.....
Friday, July 9, 2010
Gearing
12th april, 2009,, it ws 5pm.. I was walking amidst a thousand other students out of the examination centre... Each one of dem, includin me intended just for 1 single thing,,, cracking the jee...
I was sure of one thing after appearing in jee, that i wasn't going to make it this year atleast.... But, then there was this second thought that kept coming to me. It was a 'feel good' for me that i was atleast able to understand most of the questions in that paper.. That very thought was strong enough to think about this place again, i had wished to go after my first boards 2 years ago... Kota, for jee coaching, at Bansals, the best in buisness......
It was at the end of may when jee result was announced. I was never going to make it to the main list, but somehow i managed to get into the extended list(EML).. And this was enough reason for dad to think likewise.. So, it was almost certain that i was going to spend my next full year at kota....
Going back a li'l.. I had just given my 10th boards.. I told dad that i wanted to go to kota to bansals. Dad didnt refuse and said he would consider that as an option. But, then concerns from my ma n sis started pouring in.. They told me that it wasn't a good time to leave for kota as i had never been out and was too young and childlike for this stuff.. Eventually, they recieved dad's support.. He told me that it would be better to continue with my school and concentrate on next boards.. To be frank, i rebelled... I cried, gave up eating a few meals, stopped listening to them... That was the extreme i could have done then to show my opposition to their decision.. The fact is,, i was never told a NO about anything that i wished for... This was different. I barely understood anything they told me.. I just wanted to go to bansals. But then they convinced me somehow, my sis playing an important role in that.. But even back then, i seriously wished to go there........
But this time, dad agreed to send me to kota.. That EML tag worked as the bargain chip.. So, finally and surely i was going...
Then, this another result of aieee came and i got 17k rank.. I wasn't pleased and was pretty serious about spending that 1 important year in kota... But this time opposition came from some other end... My grandfather.. He told me it would rather be a better option to join any of the nit's.. I didnt pay heed to even a single uttered word.. I couldn't see anything., just kota and my aim...
Dad kept me reminding me what he expected from me... He told me whatever the outcome of this year,, that's going to change my life, both near and far future..... He asked me what did i expect out of myself... I told him that i wished to be in top 50 among bansalites and get a within 200 rank in jee the following year..
He relaxed that within 200 target to within 500...
My roomie was going to be 1 of my classmates, mrinmoy halder,, better known as bubu.... I wanted a single room for myself but i had promised him earlier that if he was going to kota, i was living with him... So, it was final that i was living with him for next full year...
Next problem was of accomodation in kota.. Bubu was in kota on june 19th while i was going to be there the following day... Akshat pragya bhawan,, dat was the name of my hostel.. Room no. 14,, 2nd floor,, attached balcony., was probably the best and most lively room in the hostel for the rest of the year...
On 19th night i left for kota and was there the next afternoon at 2.30 pm....
Me and dad were too hungry to continue that journey to hostel from there.. We had in front of us, the kota's speciality- kachori.... There are two things famous in kota as eatables- kachori and poha.. U'll find that everywhere and everyone eating it... Me and dad had 2 kachoris each... I had a gud luk at kota junction,, no big, tiny, nothing special.. But that was where i wanted to be, so badly, competing 30k of my own kind.... Now it was time to get out of the station and see real kota.....
I was sure of one thing after appearing in jee, that i wasn't going to make it this year atleast.... But, then there was this second thought that kept coming to me. It was a 'feel good' for me that i was atleast able to understand most of the questions in that paper.. That very thought was strong enough to think about this place again, i had wished to go after my first boards 2 years ago... Kota, for jee coaching, at Bansals, the best in buisness......
It was at the end of may when jee result was announced. I was never going to make it to the main list, but somehow i managed to get into the extended list(EML).. And this was enough reason for dad to think likewise.. So, it was almost certain that i was going to spend my next full year at kota....
Going back a li'l.. I had just given my 10th boards.. I told dad that i wanted to go to kota to bansals. Dad didnt refuse and said he would consider that as an option. But, then concerns from my ma n sis started pouring in.. They told me that it wasn't a good time to leave for kota as i had never been out and was too young and childlike for this stuff.. Eventually, they recieved dad's support.. He told me that it would be better to continue with my school and concentrate on next boards.. To be frank, i rebelled... I cried, gave up eating a few meals, stopped listening to them... That was the extreme i could have done then to show my opposition to their decision.. The fact is,, i was never told a NO about anything that i wished for... This was different. I barely understood anything they told me.. I just wanted to go to bansals. But then they convinced me somehow, my sis playing an important role in that.. But even back then, i seriously wished to go there........
But this time, dad agreed to send me to kota.. That EML tag worked as the bargain chip.. So, finally and surely i was going...
Then, this another result of aieee came and i got 17k rank.. I wasn't pleased and was pretty serious about spending that 1 important year in kota... But this time opposition came from some other end... My grandfather.. He told me it would rather be a better option to join any of the nit's.. I didnt pay heed to even a single uttered word.. I couldn't see anything., just kota and my aim...
Dad kept me reminding me what he expected from me... He told me whatever the outcome of this year,, that's going to change my life, both near and far future..... He asked me what did i expect out of myself... I told him that i wished to be in top 50 among bansalites and get a within 200 rank in jee the following year..
He relaxed that within 200 target to within 500...
My roomie was going to be 1 of my classmates, mrinmoy halder,, better known as bubu.... I wanted a single room for myself but i had promised him earlier that if he was going to kota, i was living with him... So, it was final that i was living with him for next full year...
Next problem was of accomodation in kota.. Bubu was in kota on june 19th while i was going to be there the following day... Akshat pragya bhawan,, dat was the name of my hostel.. Room no. 14,, 2nd floor,, attached balcony., was probably the best and most lively room in the hostel for the rest of the year...
On 19th night i left for kota and was there the next afternoon at 2.30 pm....
Me and dad were too hungry to continue that journey to hostel from there.. We had in front of us, the kota's speciality- kachori.... There are two things famous in kota as eatables- kachori and poha.. U'll find that everywhere and everyone eating it... Me and dad had 2 kachoris each... I had a gud luk at kota junction,, no big, tiny, nothing special.. But that was where i wanted to be, so badly, competing 30k of my own kind.... Now it was time to get out of the station and see real kota.....
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