BEST 7 DAYS OF MY LIFE....(part 2)

Finally after a very long wait I m able to find time for writing part 2.... 1st of all I would like to thank all the people who appreciated my work and also those who criticized (lekin zyada thanks 2 those who appreciated...lol :-P) Ok may be this 1 is not dat hilarious and gud but plzz do read the full blog...Its totally a true story of mine, no fiction.

May, 2008.

This was very very depressing month of my life as the result of the competitive exams held in April and May were slowly slowly coming and each one like a bomb on ma home through the computer screen (intensity of the bomb being inversely proportional to the reputation of the college whose result is out. i.e. Bigger the college less is the intensity of the blast. For example:- If its AIIMS then intensity is very very less nobody even bothers to see the result and if its UPMT or any small college result, the blast could be heard 4m a long distance)

I filled up nearly 20-22 forms of medical competitive exams including 2 engineering exams also(AIEEE and JEE)...  (( well i knw dats too much but at dat tym ma maths was quite strong and i believed in probabilities, i.e. more the colleges better the chances 2 get selected but soon learnt that it was not "more the colleges" bt it was "more u study"............... ok ok i knew earlier its , more u study  but probability do work at times...)) 

My Personal Advice- Never fill so many forms as I still hear taunts sometimes  about filling soo many forms and its so depressing to read so many "Sorry Not selected" on the computer screen. and it feels like yaaaaaaaakkk...

Result Started coming and my family members( or i should say full army ) started getting the answers which they asked after every exam.( select ho jaega tu??)

1st result- 

28th April 2008, 9:20am

"Ankiiiit, Get up!!! Get up fast..." and i hope u all got it whoz it... well dats my mom... An Ultimate Villain (Gabbar Singh) of my sleep. "Ur Result of AIPMT has come."

The moment I heard that, all my sleep went away. It was as if I never slept.

My heart started beating faster and faster(Thats my heart whether its a beautiful girll or result it starts beating faster), I looked around, and saw my sister having wonderful sleep still with a wicked smile(sometimes i wonder how can 1 be so smiley while sleeping)

My mind was full of thoughts. My mind was wondering, 

["Ab kya bolunga ghar pe yar", 

"Ho sakta hai select ho jaun.......  but immediately second thought- Saale phir apne aap se jhoot, sharam kar sharam, huuhh", 

"Admit Card chupa dun???--------- Pata toh chal hi jaega yar,kuch acha soch pagal" 

"Hey God help me, Aur bhi kuch nai toh plss dnt let any of my Family's acquittance or any 1 from my institute and school to get through"...(Well i know this one is an offence prayer or thought but cant help it yar “SORRY”, its my natural. I just wanted that to happen so that there will be a generalized statement like-

" Arre Ammaji(Thats what i call my Grandmother) or Bauji(Grandfather, off course) Nobody's from my Aakash Institute got selected and nobody even from my school got selected"

More things u join the better it gets for you to escape....

And in these situations, most helpful persons are batch toppers, if they dnt get selected then, I take my losing for granted and I would proudly say." Toppers tak toh hue nahi (Even toppers didn't get through who have studied whole year sincerely)

And with this the whole topic deviates and BIG RELIEF (Ball is shifted to another court and ultimately lost.......)

While my mind was occupied with all these random thoughts, I heard a low pitched hard voice- "Ankit, Get ur admit card, fast.."  It was Papa (He came a week ago just for my admissions and all..... Well 'all' refers to after result scoldings and scoldings) and I quickly pulled my bag and got my Admit Card. And about to leave the room, when I heard an innocent voice of my Di...

"All the best Bhai", as if i m going on a war (and ya i was going on a war to face the full army at home and i was the single man). I said Thanx and left the room. 

I sent quick prayers to God, different people have different ways to pray and I prayed in a totally different way

"Hey Bhagwan please please iss wale paper mein mujhe select kara do, aap jaisa kahoge mein vaisa karunga...."

After Sometime, jst before opening of the site-

"Hey Bhagwan mein mandir mein 21 rupay ka prashad chadaunga agar mera selection ho gaya toh(Well I am a Baniya na thats why said less rupees prashad, vaise bhi abt 20 more results were there!!!) , aur agar nai bhi selection hua toh bhi prashad chadha dunga (I tried to do Emotional Atyachaar, but it didnt work either, maybe due to ma previous records, He knew my trick)" :-\

Just Before opening of the result after entering the roll no., I crossed my fingers.... 

"Bhagwanji please please please please please....."

Just behind me was Papa, Mummy, Bhaiya and My grandfather and My Tauji(Uncle) and i dnt remember more (Sooo Many People... Why???) ... 

Every1's eyes glued on the computer screen, and 

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"Sorry" You are not eligible for Mains Exam.

(Crashed.... All prayers went into vein.....)

Silence in the room just like a graveyard, In which i was in the tomb and everybody  taken a maun vrat for me.....

 I just remembered the dialogue of Sholey at that time- "Itna Sannata Kyun Hai Bhai"

(Me to my self- It is not funny. Concentrate Damnit....)

Then Suddenly i heard the voice of BASANTI-

"WHAT HAPPENED??? GOT SELECTED OR NOT???" it was a very high pitch feminine voice. (Just like Basanti in Sholey).. 

And It was my Bhabhi.... She has got an extraordinarily high pitch and volume which makes her voice heard from distances effectively. 

(I dont know why all God's greatest creations are in my house.) "hmpf"

Every1 heard that question and my Grandfather (Thakur With Hands)  took the initiative to say coldly "NAI HUA" and went out of the room saying something,

I(Haara Hua Jai ...) couldn't hear that because I was "acting" in the state of shock, a total shock with my head on the table, hiding my eyes so that nobody could see them totally dry...

(well this is the most unfortunate thing with men, whenever they are willing to cry and finds the perfect moment to gain sympathy with their tears , then tears just refuse to come, total refusal!!!, no matter how hard u try then, they will not come, maybe girls have seduced the lacrimal gland ,i mean where tears come from, and have taken a full command on it.... this gland has always just ditched me whole my life, either in front of teachers or any girl...)

After that everyone kept on talking about the defects in the system of examination, how careless, lazy and Awaara and ....(endless list), I have been throughout my 11th and 12th...And the discussion went on till another cup of tea. It was the worst discussion because i was in it and I had to say "Yes" for everything, everything means everything- like 

"U did not study whole year na???"

"Yes" 

"Now realizing the worth of our scolding for u to study?????"

"Yes"

Etc Etc....

Just meakly saying "Yes".... (Still out of tears. crying voice doesnt work for a long time.....damnit).. 

"No use of being sad(i knew less emotional effects for not crying) now, 

Now take this as a life lesson and work harder now. This happens in life. Not a big deal." well this was my dad. Always motivating and Never give up types man.

Well after that, in conclusion my Tauji (More than 6 feets tall and quite healthy) said," Arre Dont worry beta, Doesn't matter... If you dont get selected anywhere then sit with me in our shop"(We have 3 shops of Atta Chakki and Provisional store,just like a departmental store) and that really scared me, cs i never want to do that and that was the first time when i regretted wasting my time whole 11th and 12th...

I was thinking and regretting when suddenly someone patted my shoulder with big hands and it was Sumit Bhaiya this time,(Wel let me tell you something about Bhaiya, he is the most distinct person and He has thee ability to kill a person without even letting him know that he is killed....) "Dont worry beta, U have many exams left, kisi na kisi mein toh ho hi jaega!!!!!!" he said that with a wicked smile and i literally hated him for saying the last line, ewwww...

When i didn't get into the easiest exam of India then what do u expect from other exams which are having seats in single or double digits. Well, that line actually meant 20 more counselling sessions waiting for me.

And it happened, but only for 2 more exams and then nobody bothered to come and see the word "SORRY" again and again. 

Now, I entered into a different phase of my life. This was the phase when every one after seeing my face just ask me "Ab kya karne ka irada hai (What r u planning to do now??) to which i reply,"......." dat means NOTHING.

This was the time when most silent and dead creatures {THE TOPPERS}, were dominating the world.

Whole year we (all those of my category--- Smart and happening Guys and Gals) dominated the world with our impressive promises, future plans and our smartness. But in these months, these GEEKS dominate.

Everyday on the front page their photo appears (totally unshaved and abandoned with thick big spectacles and serious face, they appear as Prisoner of Askaban, ok ok Prisoners of Tihar jail for those who haven't read Harry Potter).

And On 2nd and 3rd page the success story appears like" a farmer’s son, who had no lamps, no facilities but they top in some medical college".  

None of the newspapers specifies that there is no distractions in those villages like girls do not wear skirts and tight low waist jeans with ultra short tops, there are no Play stations and X boxes and no Cell Phones and no Mc Donalds and Pizza Hut and all, what the hell they have in villages to do except for studies. But ultimately they set an example. Huhh

I adapted the situations fastly and so were my family members. They all got to know everything i knew about me and all hopes became dead. Nobody hoped me to be in any medical college or even dental college. 

I remember i saw many results and significant of that was AFMC. I desperately wanted to join AFMC ever since i wanted to become doctor. It was a real dream for me and i really worked hard to get there,  ok ok i worked 2 get there,  ok ok ok i wanted to be there desparately, isnt dat enough ( well answer is a big NO).

I was not selected... and nobody from my school and institute (Yeaaahhh)

Finally a day arrived which changed my life. 

31st May 2008, 1700hrs

Vijay (My best buddy) called up to discuss our failures in every competitive exams. Vijay- Most hardworking guy mostly with hard luck. He was in the same situation as me. 

He told me that he had heard abt NDA/NA result being out but i made a joke on that by saying another failure waiting for me. and we both laughed like never before. (this usually happens, when you have lost all the reasons to laugh then just single small reasons makes u laugh more-- well according to pharma it is reverse tolerance, cocaine acts like this)

After keeping the phone down i discarded the idea of checking my result because i knew i will never make it too...

1st June 2008, 1225hrs

"Ankit, Ankit- It has come in the newspaper that NDA result is out and out of  1 lakh thirty thousand students 7000 hav been selected, u check ur result" It was mobile aajtak, my mom. 

I dont know why these newspapers, prints such useless pieces of news dont they have anything else.

“Mumma plss, i dnt wanna check that cs its just useless and please i dont wanna see another failure written in front of me”, I totally convinced her (well its quite easy to convince mom), but then she said "Tjhe Meri Kasam hai ek baar dekhle" thats the real punch of hindus they have this AK 47 always ready and my mom has got an indefinite supply of this armament.

I rudely said “Ok, i will see and will let you know”.

I started my pc (It takes a lot of time to start that)  and went to search my NDA Admit Card, And finally got that...

Now I sat on the computer chair,  jst behind my computer table is a double bed on which mumma was sitting and was chopping Bhindi (ya i remember exactly), and watching CNBC AWAAZ (Share market) and her eyes were on my computer screen also.

I firstly opened “www.orkut.com” (well it is a tradition to open the social networking site first...:P)  and checked my scraps and all. In the side window i opened google and searched for results and finally with efforts i got the result page. 

Through the corner of my eyes i looked Mummy and she was busy on phone with the broker, great relief that she was not watching me. I Quickly enetered my roll no. In the box

ROLL NUMBER- 026270

Clicked on “Submit”

And opened the orkut window. (Well actually i saw beautiful girl in Vijay's profile so was browsing through that profile.. she was damn gorgeous and i was wondering how Vijay know her... It was so .... got to know that she was his cousin later...:P)

And then i opened the window of UPSC portal... It was still loading and suddenly a page displayed----

“Congratulations !! Your Roll no. Appears In The Successful Candidates List”

I quickly closed the window. My heart began to beat faster and faster and faster with every single second passing by. My hands and Toes were becoming colder. I quickly opened the other window, (fully ignored the beautiful girl waiting for me with her full details)...

I again opened the same site and filled my 

Roll no. 026270

And clicked “SUBMIT”... 

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“Congratulations!! Your Roll no. Appears In The Successful Candidates List”

My heart was getting restless and was pumping on the greatest speed and my mind was not responding. Ya i was exactly feeling “NUMB”.... 

Then i clicked on the button “Back” and now holded my admit admit card firmly, and i could feel my cold hands trembling. Whole body was shaking. I very carefully concentrated on the roll no. And entered again...  Same line on the computer screen.

Now i minimized the screen and went to my room to got my question paper of NDA/NA. I returned back and mummy holded the phone and asked “What Happened?????” and i said in the busy tone-“I am trying”. 

And she again started chopping bhindis with phone being supported between her shoulder and ear.

Now i again maximized the window and entered the roll no. Of those i noted during exam.

1^st roll no. –Sorry, Roll no. Not in the list

2^nd roll no. – Sorry...

3^rd roll no. – Sorry...

Now i again opened the google and checked for “NDA/NA-1 result 2008”

And found the same site once again. Now my mind started responding but still not confirmed. (well i know it appears to be too much but believe me it was like a begger got lottery of 1billion and even more than that)

My lacrimal gland payed a small tribute and my eyes became wet and my face became red and i could feel the heat coming from within...

I turned and mummy asked, “Aagaya??????” and I slowly said , “Mummy please you check once, i think there is some error”. (I was sooo uncertain)

Mummy stood up and came towards the computer and entered the roll no. And saw the result then she stopped at the result page and then clicked “Back” and again eneterd the roll no. And finally she was speechless and extremely happy, said, “Arre vaaah Ankit you got selected”..(With expressions)

I said nothing and she hugged me and for next 15-20 minutes, it was the most beautiful moment of my life!!!!!

I was into mummy’s big bulky arms(dats the main advantage of having hypothyroidic mom..:P), crying !!!!!!!!!!! Ya the big boy was crying and that too very badly. And mom also started crying.(You cannot expect a female to stop you from crying...arghhh)  and we both cried for 15 minutes and finally my tears stopped coming (This time I was thankful to my glands..) and i brought water for mom and drank myself also. 

We hugged again and this time laughing. That moment was so magical...

I threw my fist into the air, shouting- “I have done it!!!! I have done it mummy!!! Finally I have done it!!!!” (It was just like the scene of Lakshya, When Amitabh bachan got the news that they captured peak 5179)

I quickly Thanked Bhagwan.... Many Times.... Confirmed about the prashad.....

 :)

Well thats how i got selected in NDA written exam...

Now I had to Wait for my Call from NDA for SSB(Service Selection Board).

Its enough for part2. Thanks for reading till now... :)

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BEST 7 DAYS OF MY LIFE....(part 1)

Hi every1....
After Thinking a lot and inspiration from one of ma friend, i have decided to write something... Out of many interesting and adventurous moments of my life i am sharing this incident because its one of the best experience, i hope u like it.....

19th April 2008, 8:00 AM

"Ankit, get up... You are having exam today"- Dat was ma mom (most caring creature in d world, she knws me d best). and after that she jerked me for 2 times....

I half in d sleep asked,"Which Exam???" and
She angrily replied,"Vaah ye tak nai pata, U shuld be ashamed of urself.... Today is ur NDA(National Defence Academy) Exam.."

Juhi Didi(my dearest and cruelest sister), lying next to me, half sleepy gave me such bad looks( but i ignored them.....well actually when u prepare for competitive exams and study next to nothing then most important thing u learn is to get habitual with those looks and comments from ur family members and ignore them fully) and she added in full neend a comment with those deadly looks  "Chee Bhai"....and slept again... {As if she was watching DRONA in her dream and after muvie ended she opened her eyes 2 say Chee Bhai and slept again wid little cruel smile may b ds tym watching DDLJ}

I was in d middle of ma sleep and i dnt knw if my pillow has got some magic or something, it was pulling me towards itself... I think there is a big lover of pillow in ma head and they wanna meet everytime i wanna do something gud... i always wonder abt this.... But one dheela dhaala villan is also there in ma head.... The lover and the villan always fight but most of the time hero(our pillow lover yar) wins the fight and grabs the pillow... [Kahani puri filmy hai boss]

Now lets go back to 19th april, that morning also there was a huge fight between villan and hero and hero won wid more reasons to sleep then to go and play "akad bakad bambay bo" for hours in the examination hall... and i was abt to grab d pillow and sleep when i heard a solid,more villainous voice of non other than my gabbar singh mom....
"When u dnt wanna give the exam then why d hell u fill up all the forms",

 Lover inside ma head shouted back- "20 rs ka hi toh tha vo form" (such a lame xcuse to fall sleep again)

"You w8 i am calling your papa (Papa was in assam at that time), he should knw wat u r dng here behind him". That was it, that was the end of the war... I could see the villain celebrating the victory and lover was gone (waise bhi no hero in d history of cinema fought 3 villains at a tym and wen 2 out of them{mogambo-pa and gabbar) r all tym famous....
i jumped from the bed and stopped mom to call the ultimate Mogambo...

I got ready and dn i started searching admit card.... After much of scoldings i managed 2 fynd it....
 Venue was  my own skull KV ONGC DEHRADUN....
 I reached there...
There were nearly 400-500 boys {the boring part was that it was all boys exam, no gals}... I saw many boys discussing current issues, some solving maths problems and some dng physics... no one was even ma acquaintance... the only familiar thing was d centre of the exam and invigilators.... Some guys over there in my room were holding real fatty buks labelled "ALL YOU NEED TO KNOW TO QUALIFY NDA/NA"..... and felt like "Ohhhh my god!!!!!" and wished if i cn go back 4 a year and could study dat whole book but dn ma mind discarded the idea saying stop lying 2 urself Ankit....

Then suddenly in d desert full of boys, beautiful fairy entered.... And that was my english teacher (Ok lemme tell u smething abt ma english teacher- Anshum Mam, She is just like Sushmita Sen of Main Hoon Na... I thnk she has got the same sarees also... She is really too sexy to teach at skull... She s so much distractive that i am unable to concentrate on my main topic...phwwwww) ok ok...

So after she ordered every1 2 gt ready 4 d xam, every1 staring at her but to ma surprise she started looking at me, she came close to me, i bacame nervous...

she said something to me from the distance but i was the mesmerized and she started coming closer. it was so magical i was really on the 7th cloud..

And finally she was standing in front of me and suddenly........ shouted-

"Are you deaf??? Dont you want ur admit card and by the way, you are in the wrong room, your roll no. is not here, its in the next room"(actually my admit card felled while i was taking pens and board 4m d bag and a stupid guy gave it 2 mam)

Ohhh that sentence was like a shock 2 me, a hypovolemic shock.... I gt embarrassed and looked around, evry1 was exchanging smiles and laughter so i quickly moved out and went to ma room where i was supposed 2 b sitting.... I hated dat moment.... huhhhhhh \

I entered the room, there was a fat guy with big mustaches, it was Mishra sir. He recoginised me.

I looked above and sent vry deadly cold looks to god...

Paper started and i also started solving paper...
NDA exam takes place in 2 shifts, i gave my best shot...

I played games at last lyk 50:50 and akad bakad bambay bo(for 4-5 questions) and managed 2 complete my paper....


I was happy after exam because----

1) I played lesser games than ne other competitive xam

2) I didnt note the roll nos. of the students doing paper with full concentration(to check whether they gt thru)


ok ok i noted only 3 roll nos. to be honest bt dat was also a gud sign( cs on 13th april i.e. in cbse pmt i noted 9 roll nos. and 4 gt thru)

3) I went to the bathroom only once and that too 4 peeing

4) I didnt wrote ma ambition on the back of question paper, nt even wat i will do aftr i go out of examination hall...

jst drew few sketches of muchad mishra (still on d back of ma nda question paper)

5) I didnt knw how many windows and fans were there in ma room when i came out...


Ok Ok thats again too much- i knew there were 4 fans, 3 working but windows i didnt knw i swear....

6) I finished my paper jst 45 minutes before the scheduled time...

7) And last but not the least i didnt write nething on ma desk (except ma full name and a smiley)

Finally i was free.... I went home...

Its 4m d beginning that whenever i go out 4 exam or ne other work i touch feet of every 1 at home... 4m Amma(grandma) Bauji(grandpa) to Bhaiya Bhabhi....
So when i come home aftr exam, every1 from amma bauji to bhaiya bhabhi and even ma sisters ask me---"Aur Bhai Exam kaisa hua(Hw ws ur exam)" and its a gud question and i jst answer 1 thing to every1- "Theek Hua(Ok types)"and

next question is "Select ho jaayega?????" and this s d question i hate most.....huhhhhhhhhhh




Well Thats All For Now... Thats the part 1 of my most important and interesting experience.... I knw its nt that gud but i will try to improve in the next.... Please post ur comments....

Thanx 4 reading my first blog...

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