“___ ki khaarish, aur pune ki baarish ka koi bharosa nai h” ..this was taught to me like a sacred gospel in my fachha term. I have been carrying an umbrella since then, even when it is not raining at all. And when it actually rains, i take he dumb thing out only to discover that another spoke has lost the battle which the poor thing keeps on having with the stuff in my bag. And i am left as usual to share someone else’s umbrella, or sit endlessly in the canteen waiting for the rain to stop. That’s actually a nice excuse to snack out with friends. Welcome to the world of Kilroys !
The natural history of a kilroy is simple. Their annual breeding cycle is usually completed in rains. When at first they arrive for their interviews, it is the time for ‘small and isolated showers’ in the city. The parents are usually very happy about the pune weather at first. Later when they finally get a room in the hostel, it’s pouring like hell. Most of those who are sensible enough to read the joining instructions, usually buy a raincoat. Well, the people like me bring over my mom’s old umbrella. Others borrow it usually. And finally some prefer to stay indoors. (even though it’s not raining… well, what can i say more ? u already know d suthri people !!)
I remember, it was the time when Tojo was learning hindi from his ‘learn hindi fast and easy’ manual. He marched into my room and said “hey, Maayank Jane, Maayank Jane … apna sutri mere ko de dijiye.” I was trying to look for appropriate words to ask him the meaning of this, when he spoke again , “mere ko, bahar jane k liye h” ..ohh, “U want the chatri ?” Great, that was both fast and easy.
From being a pleasant escape from the north indian summers in the beginning, it becomes a real pain in the ass around Vth term. The water in the hostel usually runs out only when it’s raining all day long. I never understood the logic behind it. Maybe all the water in our coolers is the one which evaporates to bring on the rain clouds. If it is so, i think i would stand in the rain next time with my mouth open…
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