inter-section sports..

Some part of our student community at IIMB lend their helping hands to the administration in keeping the rest of the students as busy in participating as they keep themselves in organizing..
1st term (3 month time period) is usually spent understanding the things v have to do over here.. by the end..sports events between hostels ('A' through 'L') start taking place.. it is deliberately seen that these events do not end in the same term.. the inter hostel events then take a break owing to the 2nd year's exchange program..
in the 2nd term.. first the summers... then this time the first year's inter section sports events.. events range from carom to basket ball to cricket.. the fiercest possible battles take place between the sections where people fight out as if their lives depended on these events.. every single word used in the previous line is true to the core..
four sections.. though the events r a lot in number.. some events garner a huge support n emotions flow extremely high during those... for one.. take.. tug of war..

the day started as usual.. except that there were more than normal number of classes.. right from 8.30 in the morning to around 7.15 in the evening... (with the exception of a chutki break from 1.30 to 4.00..).. by the end of which ppl (i thought would b tired enough to go n sleep in their rooms with their cozy mattresses put on..).. but amazingly or should i say logically.. lots of people were ready to support their section girls (now i know where all that enthu came from.. ) with all the enthusiasm possible..
little did i know then that what i was going to witness would stand tall amidst the list of my most unforgettable memories..
little did i know then the literal meaning of pushing the limits..
little did i know then that by the end of the day i would vouchsafe the fact that contorted faces, screwed up in determination and a show of will power, look amazingly adorable than the most glamorous of the faces..
guys welcome .. with a loud applause.. the Sexy (oooppss.. sec c) girls.. who made everything happen the way they wanted it.. it was their day... n nobody else could have stopped them..
the first match was between B and C (my own section..).. maximum allowable weight limit was already set n all the four sections' teams formed with around.. 6 girls each..
our section's enthusiastic girls were already ready with the replacements.. just in case... sooo two other girls were ready to take part..
Best of 3 matches.. our section won the first match against B fairly simply.. but the second one was a fight.. nobody in both the sections were willing to give up.. everyone was putting in their best of the efforts.. it took more than 3 minutes (3 minutes!!!.. sounds less??.. just try pulling something hard for that amount of time n see if u would b able to put in ur best effort for any more time.. try not stopping in the middle or else the other team wins...!!!) our girls made it again... they did not let go... each of the guys around, from our section were shouting "PULLLLLLL"... "DON'T GIVE UPPP" at the top of their voices.. (that hoarse voice was never mine.. :(.. ) which our girls were more than willing to oblige.. even when it meant exhausting the last iota of their strength...
victory fought hard... tasted sooo sweet.. before v could start basking in our hard fought victory against B.. our guys realized a mistake v made.. a calculation mistake landed our team members with an additional 10 kg.. v went to the sports council... informed them of this.. option was given to the sec B to either ask for a walk-over or a re-match... nn they were generous enough to ask for a re-match.. but v came to know later of the probable reason of their generosity.. it seems their team weight exceeded our team weight by another 1 kg.. but was not disclosed to us yet.. watever the reasons.. v had a chance for a re-match.. before our match with B, the other sections A and D played their roles.. A won the first round.. but the next two were taken away with much fight, by D... very good display of perseverance there too..
i missed the re-match between B and C.. but according to some credible sources.. there was amazing effort on the part of C again.. it seems B won the first round.. then our star puller came in, letting her aching shoulder ride pillion for some time.. still B seems to have managed pulling our girls just short of one step to their victory.. that one step was all our fighters needed.. one more step n v wud have lost n wud have been fighting the next game out for the 3rd position.. but.. our girls had some other plans in their minds.. they started holding their positions even when it seemed impossible to hold anymore.. they started pulling the team towards them even when every single part of their body ached unbearably.. our girls were literally dragging their bodies.. in an endless n burning desire to win... they pulled the rope back along with the B girls.. step by step onto our side.. till the whistle-blow announced our win... yes..v won... from a point where it seemed pointless for many of our own guys to even support our team to the same section guys going gagaaa over what they were witnessing... a truly amazing experience.. kudos to our wonderful section girls.. one more time..
the third time, it was an easy pull (compared to the last one..).. n there our girls stood, the winners of this match n the potential winners of the finals.. how i wish i was stuffed with enough vocabulary to explain the game the way i felt it.. also how badly i wished i had a camera then.. to catch the triumphant smiles on those faces.. i have never known hard earned winning tastes soo sweet..
finals between C and D took place at 11.30 in the night.. here too.. the first match was lost by our girls.. one of our players got injured and v had to substitute her with one of own never-give-up ones.. v all could sense the kind of tension that was mounting.. the second game started... nn loo.. the same determined faces were there again to see.. everyone there wondered how the same team could have lost to the D, the last time.. the fight by both the sections was laudable.. v won the second game.. the third had to be won.. everyone in our team was asking our girls to play cool.. even if it meant getting the second position.. v all could not bear to look at those seemingly fragile people put under soo much of burden.. dont even have an idea of what was on their minds... the third match was easier than the first two.. with much less effort.. v won...
the point here is v won despite the fact that our girls had to go through the pulling n holding of 2+3+3 games.. so of them have hurt their shoulders, some their backs.. nn some their kneecaps..
today when v ask them how they feel.. the answer v get gives it all... "nothing comes for free.."
the day was full of lessons..
do not under evaluate mental strength..
do not give up even when it seems impossible.. (at the risk of being repetitive.. i would also say... impossible itself has... i m possible..)
nn the 15 girls of our section deserve a royal treatment for all the effort they had put that one day in one game... tug of war..
hats off to the beauties with brains n tons of will power.. hats off to those fighters who were not willing to give up.. hats off to the team effort displayed by all those participants..
i m sure this is one experience that is written deep in my memories n would take years filled with many more of these, before it loses its glamor..

trip to wynand, kerala - part 2..

all of us were ready after our lunch for our first site.. kuruva island.. v had to travel for around 3 hours from our place..(thnx to the bus driver n the bus... if not for those 2 limitations, v could have reached the intended place 45 min earlier..).. a 5 minute boat trip took us from mainland to the island... 8 members per trip.. boat trip... (two words to describe the process.. n only 5 minutes... (only !!!!!)...somebody during the those seemingly never ending 5 minutes said that the depth at that point was about 18 feet... ohh gooodd... how i wished i had known swimming.. how i wished i had enough courage to say i was scary... how i wish my friends shared my feelings of extreme fear.. the fears finally proved worthless with me here to write about the incident..
once v were on the island, v all had to walk through jungle-look-alike place..next to some water stream.. it was not much of fun except for the unending photo sessions.. photography freaks were at their possible best that time.. giving instructions to one n all who were willing to listen.. i was too happy to b a part of obliging team, each one intent upon maximizing the number of face displays (their own.. if possible next to some beautiful lass or even better lots of lasses..!!).. finally v reached this one place where from v were supposed to do water trekking.. waist deep walking in flowing water..perpendicular to the stream flow direction.. the fun part of this was that all of us being first timers were asked to hold hands n walk one after the other thru the crossing.. though it sounds sooo simple.. it was not bad at allll... n i know for sure that this kind of a thing would have worked very well for an out-bound trip organized in the initial stages of our joining here, to let people know each other..better..
once our guide felt v have had enough.. he guided us back to the boats... reached our bus through the same stupid scary boat ride..
on our way back to our resort... some people said they were feeling hungry.. n here ... our CR was ready to guide the bus to some unknown place which increased our back journey time by more than an hour n half... (hail our CR... ).. n what did v eat?? bakery made biscuits.. :(
back to the resort after what seemed to be the longest ever.. day.. v came to our rooms to cleanse ourselves without taking bath (i dont remember how v did that..!!).. not a soul was ready to take shower... (it was freezing cold.. n no immediate hot water...).. had dinner..
the bonfire was lit.. n most of our guys sat around.. started playing the game "truth or dare".. each person was given the option of either answering a question(supposedly inconvenient) or dare doing something.. it was fun.. went on for 3 hours or more.. by the end of which most of us were dead exhausted.. all of us were off to beds..
our tour the next day started at 11 in the morning.. everyone ready for the boring bus journey.. but were enthusiastic in seeing the edaikkal caves.. the bus stopped at the foot of the hill.. nn before the steps( not in the literal sense.. though better than no steps at alll... ) start v had the option to walk or go by jeep for a 30 degree inclination..1 km distance.. nn some of us chose to walk.. it was one true tiresome walk.. eating amla n taking butter milk... at pit stops ..v covered the distance with some level of difficulty.. finally reached the steps.. n not much of climbing..
caves were fun... some of our guys went to the top of the hill... more than a 1000 ft.. rest of us were in to see the caves at 200 ft.. lots of inscriptions on the walls... after yet another marathon photo session... people were willing to climb down... the experience was different in its own way...
once back... down the hill.. had our lunch.. truly amazing one (had 3 helpings of sambar + rice).. started off back to the hostel by 3.30 in the afternoon... bus journey back was powered by our CR.. he was at his awesome best.. pulling people in...to dance for the tunes sung by the rest of the audience.. this went on till 10 in the night.. when v had to take a stop for dinner... the stop was on mysore-bangalore highway...
by 12 in the night v reached our hostel... tired n aching from head to toe.. but were still ready for the next day's show..