My neck and back are hurting with all the head banging, throat is sore and paining a bit with all the shouting, legs are paining and am so tired that going to the water cooler to fill my water bottle seems an ordeal out of my bounds, am quite ready to spend the night thirsty and yet couldnt stop myself from blogging about it.. Time seems to running like sand from our hands and we can do nothing except see the time flying past and do BC, BC and more BC and BC we did on our last Cultural Night. The last time we attended any special night in IIIT, ofcourse farewell would be the last but that’s an altogether different game
I don’t think words would do justice to what happened tonight but it was the BEST cult night in 4 years of IIIT. I don’t remember any performances by the participants. It was madness all around, no thought or attention being given to any participant or their acts on stage. It was just a round of leofying which just kept going on and on and on. Khatri and Gupta being the stars of the night, but nobody was spared. People were lifted from their chairs on the shoulders of others, people were lifted along with their chairs, most memorable one was lifting our dear Pati sir and taking him to the front of the crowd
People were dancing like crazy, dancing on ground, dancing on chair, everywhere you could see UG4 guys “machaofying” as much as their stamina allowed them. One look at the madmen at the ground and the cries of G for ***** and G**** Un*** seemed more like war cry, than the usual banter which it actually was. There were plans being drawn since morning as to what to do on this special occasion, though nothing special could be done but people were in a mood to do something extra-ordinary and unprecedented. Things started with the Inter-House antakshari which fortunately for the audience had quite some participants from the 4th year (Me being one of the victims here), a mail was duly sent to UG4 so that people could come and leofy their batchmates present on stage . If anybody could have witnessed the situation in mess, just after the event and before the dance programs, they would have definitely got the idea of what was going to happen, people were shouting out loud without any reasons, almost 50 voices rising in unison at the same time, 100 hands were banging the table. All this activity even worried the mess people who came out expecting some fight, just to find some people laughing away to glory.
The recognition to the activities of the evening came during some not so good performance when we guys started pretending to wipe our tears which was given a standing ovation by a group of some 20-25 people. Have never seen such a big crowd applauding such insane acts. It felt just awesome..
Not intending to write too much, will finish off with the DJ night, which seemed to be a heaven sent oppurtinity for us guys, who had the last taste of DJ night in IIIT today. DJ was as always fun, and the greatest part was, the song “Yaaron” being played towards the end. If there is a song which could make you feel more nostalgic about friends then I am yet to listen to it. It is the GOD song when it comes to friendship.
This might not be a very politically correct statement to make, but looking at our batch these days, I feel that no batch (the ones I have seen closely) have had so much unity. It feels so great to be a part of such a nice group (Again no intentions to hurt anybody from any batch, pls pardon me if you feel hurt or angry at me , mujhko yaaron maaf karna main (dosti ke)nashe mein hun )
Song of the Day:- Yaaron by KK (Could it have been any other song )
PS1:- Dont think this would be interesting to any of the readers but just wanted to keep a track of this night before the memories start fading
PS2:- A big round of thanks to Dhwaj from 2nd year for clikcing our photos and taking our video when all of us were enjoying Yaaron
PS3:- Its all coming to an end Mesa not like it
PS4:- The levels of BC these days are unheard of, its just too awesome
PS5:- Testimonial season in full swing, got loads of them to write, need to get down to writing