The Spirit of The Class of 06

Yeh Jo World Hai Naa World,
Isme sirf do hi type ke log hote hai;
Ek Woh,Jo DJ se Electronics Engineering karte hai.
Aur doosre woh,Jo yeh mauka hamesha ke liye kho dete hai!

So this one's for the spirit of being in the "Class of 06" at DJ Electronics.
____________________________________________________________________"Those "Those were the best days of my life,
Back in the Summer of 69",
Just as I listen, to Bryan singing this,
Strike hua mujhe, importance of the lyrics.
Phir aayi yaad, woh Farewell ki notice,
Sunn hua mind aur bandh kiya music.

Whats Up Guys? Its all ending!
Woh roj college aana, in the very morning.
Kisiki morning, maane Sharp Eight-Thirty,
Toh kisike liye, kya Ten aur kya Ten-Thirty!

Phir ZB's ka samosa-paav aur ek bottle Mazaa,
Mithibai ka vadaa aur Amar ka Kulfi Falooda!
Irla ki Frankie toh Chandaben ki idly!
Cooper ka sasta, toh Papillon ka mehanga khaana,
Chaar saal mein maine, baap re, kitna kuch khaaya,
Par sorry, Rishabh ko beat karne ka, chance nahi payaa!

'FE' ke woh din, hai right in my memory,
Erase karne ki koshish, karunga bhi nahi kabhi.
Woh sabhi ke saath intro's, gettin' to know the masses,
And checking out the girls, from the rest of the classes!
Koi 'Chick', Koi 'Babe', Toh koi 'Hot Dame',
Oh forget the rest! They were all the same!

Par dheere dheere yeh sab, laga waste of time,
Jab mile tum saare, the true friends of mine,
Dosti aur yaari apni badhtee hi gayee,
Peeche mud ke dekhne ki, na wajah thi koi.
Already by the time, we came into our 'Second Year',
Lagne lage the sabhi mujhe, very near and dear.

Saagar Vijan's my first friend, at our college,
Usi se hai milee mujhe, kaafi saari knowledge,
Kiska lecture hai cancel, Toh kaun hai absent,
Kab hai apni viva, Aur kab hoga Term-End!

Unity and Equality has always been our mantra,
Doosro ki help karne ka, na gavaaya kabhi mauka,
Ho assignment, Ho experiment, Ya aur bhi kuch likhna,
"Please! De na yaar", Yehi toh kahaan hamne hamesha!
Original documents ki banayee hazaron copies,
Print karne hai kuch, toh le aaye CDs & floppies!

'Mohta ke Ghar Pe', jabhi 'night' maine maari,
Tabhi jaake hui, Meri journals sabhi poori,
Submissions ko gaya main, without any worry,
Phir bhi term-work mein jab aaye, Sixteen and Seventeen,
Ek abuse maara prof ko, But just in my Mind!

Exam time mein toh sabki dosti aur bhi rang laaye,
PL mein toh mera phone bill, straight duguna hi ho jaye,
Yahaan kaise bhul sakta huun, Chitode and Katre!
Inkee Sabhi books, 'As per the Syllabus...' hi toh aaye!
Vidyalankar, Kalpana and Anand Academy,
Inhone hi toh exam mein, apni naiyya paar lagaayi!
Stallings and Schilling's ko toh bahut rarely dekha,
Doston ke bharose hi toh apna kaam maine chalaaya!

Ab Mecha ka hi lelo example tajaa tavaanaa,
Arre, Bode Plot sekhe to gujra hai jamanaa,
Poppa aur Mummy, yeh tumne kya kar diya?
Assignment toh wrong tha hi,
Solution Set bhi galat nikaalaa?

Phir Sabko apna "Ace of Spades" nikaalna hi pada,
Bahut socha - Na samjha, Toh mar hi daalaa ratta!
Aakheer, time-tested method hai, chalega hi chalega!
Kaise aaya? Kyun aaya? Kissi ko pataa bhi nahi chalaa,
Kaise aaya? Kyun aaya? Kissi ko pataa bhi nahi chalaa,
Par sabne apna answer, omega = 4.51 hi nikaalaa!

Teasing karne mein toh, apna aadha time gayaa,
Seed, Rayo aur Gala ko toh humne, almost rulaaya!
Rayo ke woh doubts, kuch achche, kuch f---all,
Unke answers deta hamesha, 'Dipen And All',
Seed, Seed karne mein toh, majaa hi kuch aur hai,
Volle ! Volle-Ball ! ka apna 'War-Cry' toh Best hai!

Chintu, Shyamu and apna 'All Time Favorite' Gala Bhay,
'Smart underscore ushu' ke hai, Three Phase Supply!
Chintan and Chirag ne jab liya Embedded,
Bechara Shyam, toh ho gaya Insulated,
Phir Trip mein usne kardi, kasar saari puri,
Mumbai To Mahabaleshwar - Bande ne seat nahi cchodi!

Shayad socha yeh Kenny ne, Ab 'Digital' ho chale bhai,
Yahoo Group nikaalne ki idea, wahi se toh aayi,
"DjTronics '06" ne pehle raah dikhayee,
May be glamour tha absent, toh gaadi dheere hi chalaayee?
Phir aayi apne Class of, Zero Six ki baari,
Aai shappath saangto,
Isne apni networking ki concept hi badal daali!

Pehle toh sabne sabki 'poll' khol ke maari,
Gala bhay ne apni, 'creativity' bahaar nikaali,
Jesal ne poocha - Kise doge dude, laal gulab ka ek phool?
Par uska yeh "crush" poll nahi hua itna successful,
Paitees prateeshat logone vote kiya "None of the above",
Sharmate hai bandhe apne, kya yeh ho gaya approve?

Jaanbaaz ka ek gaanaa tha, "Har kisiko nahi milta..."
Khush-naseebon ka usme, ek definition tha diya,
In khush-naseebon mein apna number, sabse pehla aata,
What say Parag? Sahil? Jesal? and Vanja?
Dhoond raha huun main bhi kabse, is list mein naam mera -
Hai koi mind mein, par cchadd yaar, ab shayad late ho gaya!!!

So went on our poll culture,
Naik was declared "The Builder",
Miyan banaa 'Best-Dressed Gentleman',
Toh Poppa aur Sathe bane 'Jodi No. 1'
Ab polling hua hai thanda,
Toh Rish aur Punter ne kiya hai posting badaa changa!
TCS ka medical check-up,Ban gaya sabka 'Point of discussion',
Kya likha tha yaar Rishabh ne!
Majaa aaya padhke, woh 'crazy' re-collection!

Saath saath is group ne kiya, hum sabhi ka bhalaa!
Thanks mostly to the uploads by mummy and poppa!
From the assignments of FT,
To the datasheets of PE,
All that you need,
Aapko mil jayega yahin!

'Snaps' mein milenge apne sabhi trips ke woh photo,
Aur haan! Wahin toh hai meri 'neeeend' ka woh video!
And there's where Salot - rules with his 'Malti',
Aur wahi toh hai apna Raja, banaa hua 'Juaari'!
Bol deta huun moderators, inhe kabhi na karna delete,
Aakheer yehi toh hai apni, saari memories itni sweet!

All of us out here, have contributed equally to our wisdom,
And we have turned our class, into our very own kingdom!
Ab jald aa jayega 5th april,
That will bring our "Farewell"! And with it....
The fact that - Ab khatam ho gaye yaar -
Apne sabhi ki life ke yeh sabse sunehre chaar saal!

'Copyriot' mein Pandit, finds his symphony.
A Novel a Day, gives Nidhi good company,
Apne class ki bhaiyya, hai yehi toh novelty,
Sabhi ki hai yahaan, ek apni khaas 'Speciality'!
From Omkar ke gaane,
To Doshi ke taane,
From Kiran ka isolation,
To Jesal ke presentation.
From Baake ke diamonds,
To Parag ke 'Fraudulations'.
From BnB* ka dance, (*Boo N Bijal)
To an air of romance,
From Chintu's confidence,
To Morajkar's diffidence,
From Hemal ke loony-tales,
To Nikhil ke pony-tails,
From Gaja's kicks,
To Sathe's antics,
From Ashay ke 'Points',
To Leslie ki 'Queens'!!...
Guys and girls, we have seen it all here,
And in my mind and heart - it's Crystal Clear!

Deta huun main khud, aapko yeh Guarantee -
Ab UPenn, USC or UC Berkeley,
Ya TCS, L&T or apna Infy,
Ya kyun na ho kisiki thodi 'relaxed' mentality,
Aise hi badhaayenge hum, apni yeh Legacy!'
Don't lose hope' - Is the moral of the story.
"Humne seekha life mein - Kabhi bhi na jhukna,
DJ alumnus ho yaar - Milega ummed se dugna!"

Bass, meri ek hi hai request, tum sabhi yaaron ko,
Ten years down the line, jab milun tum-mein se kisiko,
Aur khush hoke poocho main 'Hi Buddy, How Are you?"
Tab na kehna Please, "I am sorry, but, Who are you?"

Bhagyesh ____________________________________________________________

This is the first time ever in my life that I have written something of this sort.And let me tell you very frankly, it all just flew out of my mind.I know there's a lot to tell about the four best years in our life,for which no mail, no snap or no video can suffice.But the poem's already quite long.Its just what's there in our minds that's gonna stay with us forever.And as Rishabh said in a recent mail, the words might be forgotten,but the content should remain!And I have done just a short recollection of all that i could remember,I hope all you guys relish it!

Sachin is booed at Wankhede.

As unrealistic as it may sound, there happened this very strange thing at the Wankhede on Sunday. By now, you all must have read about it in the news papers and heard about it on TV, so I would just post here a few conversations out of a debate that I sparked off on my class yahoogroup. Firstly, I post here, my initial message which started the debate. Please do give in your opinions as l keep updating the responses from my classmates.

When Sachin got out, very obviously, there was immediate silence. This was immediately followed by the mass exodus of the crowds out of the stadium. But, if you noticed it, there was something more too. People started booing at him and even shouted slogans. Now, that is something that I feel is quite serious.

Never had I thought that a Mumbai audience would boo at Sachin Tendulkar or shout slogans at him. Leave apart the fact that he scored just 1 run today or even that he hasn't scored too many runs of-late. But a Wankhede crowd shouting slogans at Tendulkar was completely unheard of. I have been at Wankhede everytime India has played since 1993 and even to many first class games, and I don't need to say that Sachin is considered GOD here.

And giving him the kind of reaction that he got today has left me thinking about the cricketing interests of our public. Have we come to a point where a cricket match is considered just a day-out with friends (or maybe family, but then surely not at North Stand) ? Or is it just like going to a movie and having some fun?

No matter what, but what happened today is a great mark of dis-respect towards apna Sachin and I am sure that must have hurt him a lot, though I am even more sure, that the kind of nobleman that he is, he wouldn't utter a word about it.

Surely, it was kinda fun! with all the abusing and anti-Monty shouting and all that, but I now feel quite strongly that Mumbai is providing a very wrong example of what a cricketing audience should be like. Something needs to be done before Mumbai loses its honour of being called the Mecca of Indian Cricket.

Maybe shifting venue to Brabourne might help, what with no North stand existing. But, having a decent cricket-loving audience in Mumbai, who enjoys just the Cricket and somewhat cuts down on the abusive fun, seems to be a very remote possibilty to me.

What say?