8 p.m. @ 1 a.m.

Last night was the most amazing nights in the few months. Well i have no idea as how i
shud take all ya ppl reading this blog into the night itself . Fine lets start.

Yesterday as i was sitting for 'Bitwise 2k6' in the afternoon,Jojo suddenly appeared
somewhere out of the wind and asked, "Abe , Puri chalega?" . I said no as if i dint bother , i
was too much into screwing up my own basics of algorithms. Looking for solutions to the
bitwise problems were like u know what to do , but u aren't able to , the very desperate
feeling u would have when a virgin is lying nak*d infront of u, and u can see her but cant
make it to her in a transparent glass maze.And amidst deep concentration i could hear
Jojo callin out for people interested for a very short Puri trip.Finally after an hour's try ,
the frustration overtook the talent in me and i gave up. Went for my food to the hostel
mess and somehow i thot i shud be doing more interesting things than sitting and solving
problems for 12 hours.Well there are times when the nerd inside me lives , but it
lives for a time less than the time required for it to die.Anyways , i thot let me accompany
Jojo , but again i was afraid of Purba , my partner for Bitwise.Somehow i dint show him my
face, and decided to join the company, Mitesh , Jojo , Susant , Baibhav , Nishant and finally me .So i signed off Yahoo Msngr (my status then read 'Busy' ) , put on a dirty pair of jeans , a wind cheater , bathroom slippers (looking for my pair of shoes wud have taken another 20 mins) and we were off. On asking the hostel
authorities to allow entering the hostel after 12 they said better come tomorrow.
"Jo hoga dekha jaega, chalo chalte hain" , was what i heard some1 sayin .Everything was packed , cigarettes ,
whisky , Pepsi and Lays.We started in an ambassador .

Let me cut it short , or it wud be a novel instead of a journal.

On the way the guys had whisky ( I had promised Sandi i wont drink, and i dint ). And in a
place called Chandanpur we had the very famous 'Malpua-Daalma'. I had heard abt it from
Golak , but then the only way to enjoy it , is to have it.A trip to Puri with frnds can never be boring . We dropped Jojo at Sterling Resorts and then the rest of the evening was quite boring in Puri , neither did we go to the temple nor into the sea , and then , after the most boring evening came the most interesting night.After din din we picked Jojo , but before picking him up we had an oopurtunity to dance on the centerstage in a private party .Then as we moved out of Puri , Jojo enquired abt the coolest dhaba on the way where we could stop. The car halted in a place arnd 25 kilometers before Pipili.The name of the dhaba was Madhuban, the time was 12.50 a.m. We got down for dinner , and that was when daaru was ordered , brand was 8 p.m. and when Jojo opened the first bottle , it was 1 a.m. The show just started , and i had no idea of what was going to follow next . Peg after peg , it went into their stomach , and i kept on watching (it was all coz of d promise.Well after 10 bottles of Pepsi and three bottles of whisky gone into their systems , we started our journey again at 2.40 a.m. .But before that , Jojo's senti , and Susu's PJ's were getting lethal . And to add effect were Baibhav's dialogues .And then when the owner would say it is closing time , how very smartly Baibhav would slip in a Rs 20/- note into his pocket and he would leave quietly for another 30 minutes before he came back again . Me and Nishant wud relish the papads which Jojo would order and forget to take.The bill came to something close to Rs.500/-. Then when we moved out of the dhaba , it was 2.50 a.m. in the night , the fog was dense like white milk and visibility was minimum . It feels great when u pee on the middle of a highway , on the white dashed lines , Jojo n me had the same great feeling.And then we started, our next destination was a tea stall , with fresh morning tea . As the car rolled ahead at a steady pace of 50 kmph , all that i could see ahead were 2 white lines shining in the headlight and the dense fog .The situation was very favourable for an accident , but somehow we reached BBSR. The time was 3.36 a.m. when we reached BBSR Railway Station.and an old man was just seemingly making strong tea ,which was supposed to be very dilute in the sense that there was more water in it than milk. Jojo and Baibhav were allready knocked out in the back seat , and allthough Susu was drunk he ensured us that he was normal , more than once. Well thats what drunkards do . So we left station hoping for some better tea ahead , passed NALCO Sq , BDA Sq , Damana Sq , Magnetix Sq and still moved ahead looking for a tea stall . Meanwhile Susu's words describing what would happen when we would leave college had allready become a pain in my ass .Finally arnd 1 km from Magnetix , towards Nandan Kanan , we got a tea stall , open , and serving. The time was 4 a.m. in the nite and there was yet another hour before hostel gates open. So we had tea, and rest of the time passed listening to tales of Lords from a watchman, Pratap Bhai ,who guards nearby college owned buildings ,tales of how Sita was born , how Angad was born , why Krishna raised a mountain on his li'l finger , and how Ravana got married to Mandodari, and she got transformed from a frog to a b'ful female called Bengabati and later to Mandodari . In the meanwhile Susu would lite cigarette after cigarette , and we used to mock him calling him a chimney After almost an hour we left for hostel.

5.00 a.m we reached hostel , Jojo and Baibhav still knocked out , and gates yet to open .
Somehow climbing the staircase upto C block never felt that easy . At 7.30 , that was after
2 n half hours i had a lab , but then i showed the middle finger to the lab and the classes
that were to follow . Luckily when i woke up later , i heard , i got a proxy in the lab.Life
never felt better , last nite was a nite to remember , forever !!

Broken Cigarette !!

Everytime u are desperate for a cigarette , u wont get it . And then when u finally get 1 after lotta effort u find 1,there are more than a few people to share it . Everytime u want to quit u find some1 arnd u offering u a puff or two and when u r in the mood to smoke , u dont find any1 smoking arnd , u go to the nearest store and find it is closed , somehow u wake the man sleeping inside the "gumti" and when u ask for ur favourite brand he says he has just 1 of that type. So u get the 1 and 4 of some other shitty brand (money constraint) , and think that u will enjoy it in ur room on ur bed watching the moon,and when u light it , and take the first puff , some1 knocks ur door , and he wants a share , and then some1 else , and then some1 else . So in the end u just get those 4 lucky puffs . And when every1 leaves and u r left with those 4 shitty cigs , u r no more in the mood .And in the ultimate case u get just the 1 cigarette from the shop and by the time u reach hostel somehow it is twisted in ur pocket and breaks.

Jojo says the golden rule of quitting is to quit smoking for three days in the smoking adaptive environment , and u can quit forever. But ask any smoker , 3 days is quite a long time , by God , the longest i could quit was for 2 days and 10 hrs , even if i knew , in 14 hours more i would quit smoking. Trust me it is difficult. But luckily enuff for me i have reduced to less than 10 puffs a day , thats less than 2 cigarettes a day.

What else could i say ? Just Breaking The Habit


I don’t know what’s worth fighting for
Or why I have to scream
I don’t know why I instigate
And say what I don’t mean
I don’t know how I got this way
I know it’s not alright
So I’m
Breaking the habit
Tonight
Every Night !!
I'm struggling .

Passage from Breaking the Habit by Linkin Park.Original passage modified.