A DAY WITH MY HOD & SEMINAR

I was dreaming about my love and future while the bus was moving to my destination place. I reached my lovable destination place around at 7:30 am with a great spirit. After taking quick bath, I was ready to go college to meet my friends.
At the bus stop, I saw Durga in the hindsight,

“Hiii..Dude...wass up”, I said, delighted to see my friend after a long time

“Yup, I am doing great and what’s up at your end”, Durga replied.

“Yeah, I am fine”, I replied with enthusiastically.

As we were getting into the bus, we bumped into Alka.

“Hi buddy, how your holiday was”, she said with a big smile spreading
across her face.

“Yeah, quite good”, I replied.
“I know the whole story”, she said with a cunning smile

“I’m not getting you.” I said pretending to be innocent

“You were weaving dreams all the time, Am I right?” she said.

“Yeah, it’s true coz. I couldn’t escape her magic”, I said.

We got involved in long discussions mostly vis-à-vis my love.

When I stepped out from the bus, I was thrilled to see my college

I slowly moved to reception counter, trying to reminiscence all the great memories of 17th Sep.

Durga observed all such things and said,
“Hello Mr. Romeo, we can find Juliet later, lets satisfy our appetite first”

‘Yeah, let’s go dude”, I grinned.
The canteen was crowded and everyone were involved in some idiotic conversations after a long hiatus.

When we were finished and were stepping out from the canteen, a fresh breeze brushes my cheeks and I could smell her lingering scent.

I thought to myself,” yes, Angel is in my vicinity”.

“Hey tiru, Your Juliet is there”, Durg hollered .When I saw her, I was in state of trance and there were butterflies inside my stomach.


The moment I was about to confront her, she entered into the classroom and another great opportunity went in vain.

I was little bit upset and rebuked with myself regarding my ill fate still I never gave up and was lurking in front of classroom for the angel

“Tirumala”,

“who called me with such a name”, I said to myself, shifting my vision from
the classroom.

Hoch, he was my HOD (Asman pattnaik) who was christened by us as a chimney; he was such a change smoker that his shadow was almost roofed by his cigarette smoke. It’s all reflected in his body .His rude, irritated voice and drunken eyes as like a DEVDAS (for society) really petrified to all.

“What are you doing in CSE dept”, he yelled.

“I think it’s my dept”, I replied.
“Oh! I pity you for forgetting your dept...Mr. Useless fellow”, he screamed.

No no ….sir, I knew where it is,

“Then why brings you here?” he asked again and again.

I felt like there was a lump down my throat as I couldn't find any excuse.

“I have come here to meet my friend”, I said, gazing down to the floor.

“Where is your friend”, he asked again.
“Oh my GOD, there is no way out of this mess”, I thought myself.

“She is in the classroom, sorry sir he is “, I said in an irritated tone.

“She or he”, he asked again.
“She, sir “, I replied politely.

“How could be your senior be your friend”, he asked.

“Just like that, it’s happening ”, I replied.
“Get out of here and attend the class”, he screamed which was more of a shriek.
I thanked god for being kind to me as I left the place without getting punished.





12th November, my phone buzzed- Displaying Sudhansu number.

“Hello, what up man”, I said with heave a sigh.

“Hey, still you are sleeping, wake up”, he said with edgy voice.

“What happened man, anything serious”, I said.

“Exam date, seminar date published on the notice board”, he replied.

“Are you serious “. “Yes”, he replied.

Within five minutes I got ready and moved to college notice board to confirm myself.
Oh… he was right as I was watching the notice board.

I hadn’t had any preparation of seminar paper and also semester.

The whole day, I was sitting in front of the system and browsing some hot topics for presentation.

Finally I got the topic which was related to conventional source of energy- solar power hydrogen fuel system. It had taken me two days for preparation of slides show of presentation. Then after I was cross checked the presentation with proff S.K.behra who was best faculty in our dept .He finally corrected some area and gave some valuable suggestion about the topic. By executing valuable suggestion, I could make perfect presentation and finally it was approved for presenting in seminar.

Ohh...after long time I got little bit relax and immersed into my loveable dream world with my angel.
If I would paint my all dreams, it would be a great loveable city where everyone feels the love.



“Hi Alka ,where are you ?”

“I am in hostel, preparing presentation .ohh.. It’s too boring yaar”, she said.
“Did you pass my message to angel, I indeed want to meet her yaar”, I said with polite voice.

“Yeah .I passed the message already, but as far my knowledge she may not come to date-having some family problem”, she said.

“Okk, thanks! Bye “, I said as I kept down my phone.

The next day morning I got the news that her father had some health problem and had admitted in hospital.

Ohh .no! again I missed the chance .I was so upset that day and whole time had spent in the venkateswar temple , requesting to give an opportunity to share my feelings with my angle by giving fruit inducement.

19th November, I woke up wee hr of morning and started preparing presentation. After giving fresh look, I was got ready and phoned durga.

“Hello, r u ready”. “yeah, I am ready and going to bus stop”, he said.

“Preparation is over. I prepared little bit”, I replied.

“Come down, I am waiting”, he said and hung up.

As the yellow bus approached toward bus stop, hey looked that our yam duta, who would take us into yam lok- that means presentation hall.

“Hey guys! How r u “, Alka grinned as we stepped into bus.

“Yup fine, very very fine mam”, I replied as I settled my bum on the side sit of her.

“Sorry Tiru-about the date”, she said as she gazed towards me.

“No problem, at least you tried for me, that be enough. By the way you look good with this dress”, I said.

“I know, because I wore sky blue dress.”, she grinned.

You buddy finally got my point. We immersed into deep technical conversion about presentation as yam duta headed to yam lok.

The seminar hall filled with yam sena –faculties and victims of the day-our batch guys.Yamraj- HOD sat on the corner of first row who had ready to bombardment of technical questions bombs. I checked my number on the list; I got relax as my turn was 7thnumber. Our master blaster vikas gave a very wonderful presentation on nanotechnology, but he could not escape the bombardment of tricky questions. His brilliant mind could capable to strike the questions.

I was fully tensed and Goosebumps were all on my body as my name was announced on stage, because I had not prepared well and also my subject was something different.

Well I could manage myself first and delivered the presentation with high speed.
“Hello! Keep it slow and give proper eye contact”, HOD said with immense sound.
After delivering my speech, I took a long breath and waiting for the bombardment of question.

“It looks very un realistic. Could you able to make model on this presentation basis?”, HOD shrieked.

“Yup, what hell is that”, I whispered myself as I pretended to think about the model.
“Yes, I could make the model if I will get finance from our department”, I lied.
That tricky answer saved me a lot, because I knew- management had never financed and invested on projects.

I was dead tired and feeling hungry as time went by 2:30 pm. Finally at 3:00 pm, seminar was over, without waiting for sec,I headed to canteen to take some food. All of us my friends just followed me .all were looking like victim of the seminar. After taking our late lunch, our group-Durga, Sudhansu, Ranjit and Alka moved towards college garden and making a round circle and sat face to face.

“Hey, your presentation was wonderful”, Ranjit said.

“Really, that means I could make presentation by copying topics from internet because I knew myself I didn’t put any effort to prepare presentation”
Except me, all of us were entering with deep thought about career and placement etc..
“Shut up all- stop discussing nonsense topics”, I screamed.
“Those nonsense thing running in your mind! What’s that?. Think about your career and stop bogus thinking”, Alka yelled as she adjusted her crawl hair.
“Don’t say bogus thinking! I loved her more than my life”
“Hey stop it, you are not Devdas ok. Why should you pay more attention who doesn’t give any importance to you? She is very conceited and cunning girl.” She again screamed.
“Why the girls grow jealous when calling another girl pretty and gorgeous”, I pondered myself as I put my eyes on Alka.
“Hey ... why are you staring at me?” she shrieked, making her eyes big.

“Actually today you are looking gorgeous”, I lied .I knew she was the only girl to help me to reach my angels heart. I couldn’t have missed the any chance to meet my angel.

Again I started flattering her beauty and helping nature.

“Hey stop it –use this stupid formula on your angel not me. Don’t worry dear! I understand your problem and I will help you as much as possible”, she grinned as her hand tousled my hair. As our conversion was going to deep in ocean, suddenly my phone buzzed –displaying HOD number.

“Hello .. Sir! ”, I said in low spongy tone.
“You, Durga ,Sudhansu and Samir meet me immediately at my office” , he said in husky tone.

“What happen ... sir”, I said, biting my nail.

“Don’t waste my time! Come quickly”, he said as he kept down the phone.
Our faces were turning into more tense as I transferred the message. We were all pondering-what consequence would be happen-may be seminar issues or attendance issues.

“Congratulation all of you”, he smirked while we were stepping into his office-Yamraj office
Why why… sir?
“You are selected for second round interview in SBL; Vadodara on 21st November. You will be reported that day in Vadodara office at 10 o clock sharp with placement officer shri PK misra”, he ordered us as he was eyeing to the paper.

Journey

I was very much dejected and livid because of lost opportunity and was only one not in sync with my batch who were enjoying management verdict.

Durga accompanied me to the bus stop and was also going home by bus which was scheduled later. Luckily, I got a seat next to the window.

As the bus started with its engine sounding like a wounded lion,
Durga waived at me and said, “Happy journey. Take care...Bye“and left.

“Thank you and good bye”, I replied, nodding my head.

I settled with my luggage and was gazing out of the window and was in deep thought.

As the wheels were in haste with engines, my eyes were relishing the nature’s exquisiteness (Hilly terrains). The soft gentle breeze mussed up my hair, caressing my face as it was almost like an angel touch and cooling down my love vehement body. It was first time; I had experienced such a wonderful effect of nature’s energy. It might be the reason of love ka side effect. I was really spellbound and bowled over by the nature’s beauty, the lush green hills and waterfalls. When my watch was geared up her hours needle, the setting sun set sky ablaze. It seemed to farewell to the whole world as it sunk down to the hilly in a lazy manner; as if it never wanted to leave a beautiful exquisiteness. Slowly the whole world caved into deep dark and my heart started beating fast; as if my angle had gone far away from my existence. But I didn’t have any idea why such stupid thinking coming into my mind, but whatever unconsciously my eyes became moist and as soon a bead of water started from my eyes. It won’t stop even though controlling my emotion. Finally when moon cool rays touched the whole world, it became so beautiful with birds songs. It’s really again boost up me.

The streaming water was dabbed it away by my napkin and ventured into the dreamland by closing my eyes.

” what about the earth if there is no mountain and fountain just Like what about me without her”.

I was little bit bewildered about my romantic side in my dreamland.
I had a sound sleep and woke up at my destination. As it was in the wee hrs of the morning managed to get an autorikshaw with much difficulty.,
I reached my home exactly at seven o clock. When I stepped into my home, my parents were surprised and asked bluntly,

“What happen, everything alright or not? Is there any problem in your college?”

Finally I had a chance, after the nonstop questions being fired at me, and explained about the strike. After listening all these stuff, my father just grinned,
” it is also a good experience and boost my morale”.

On the contrary, my mother worried about my career. I assured her that it won’t affect my career, after which she got relaxed and prepared my favourite breakfast.

In the evening, I called to Ranjit (milu) and asked about her.
He replied “don’t worry; I will do something for you”.
“Thanks dear”, I said and hung up.
Before going to bed, I just penned down some words for my beloved


Oh my beloved
Where are you
I searching for you day and night
Where are you?
I asking the love birds
Please search my beloved
Where she is?
Please say me GOD
When, she will come to my heart.

Due to the love overdose I was becoming mercurial and there was swift change in my behaviour as I was living in my own utopia.

My father, master in behaviour study, was very much vigilant regarding my behaviour. I knew that I couldn’t escape him.
Just after two days, he finally asked,” What happen to my son, did u fall in love”.
The question sent jitters down my spine as I was in the view that my dad was very much ignorant about the topic. As there was no place to hide obediently answered all his questions.

It was like a sigh of relief for me as I found much needed support from my parents.
It was the very first time that I was not enjoying “DURGA PUJA” as my heart wandering in her fantasies.

As days passed by, the love drug was spreading rapidly all over the body and I was desperate to alleviate my love pain by sharing my feelings with her.

I was pestering Ranjit every day. Finally he conveyed my trauma and agony to her after which she was willing to meet me again. I was ecstatic and was over the moon thinking about my rendezvous with the angel. After fifteen days of strike, the mgmt pardoned us by accepting written apologies and classes were scheduled to start the very next day.
It felt rejuvenated as I heard this news and wasted no time in booking the ticket.