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..
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