GMid, a cool place a really cooooool one. There cannot be any problem at a place where a devoted Hanumaan bhakt has the hanumaan chaalisa and the Uttar Kaand by heart and enchants it every evening 7:00-7:15 at one corner of the wing. I (Ragesh) am talking about our very own Pandey G. Hmmmm... what can be said about Pandey ji, some flesh some bones, some daadhi mooch and that's it. Ya! he doesn't like thoughtless bulla, he throws me out of his room every now and then. I'll take this opportunity to tell aloud that I don't like it! ya this time I'm pretty confident about it I DON"T LIKE IT. What he likes.... let's see.... anything I dislike!!! that's the way the chemistry works between us. He can be seen indulging in some nonsensical fights with monkey at times and some hot bulla with Kachru.....

.......Kachru. You may have come across people in front of whose names you yearn to put the title "THE". Kach is that person, he is!!! Come on say with me "The Tejasvi Kachru",doesn't it sound perfect. His fundaas are simple and clear, "main magoonga aur bilkul chaap doonga", "abe? Ye kya ****** hai?", and he is on top of you or choking your throat or hanging on you or shaking your head while he might be uttering these phrases, so the rule is "don't get him started"!!!! He has the wierd habit of exaggerating things way too much...."abe yaar bilkul blast ho gayi" (believe me the blasting has been happening every day in the 4 years of IITK). He likes football, quarelling with Bailoo Bakait and he dislikes.... hmmmmm... Wason, yes he dislikes Wason. Having covered two of the former roomies we are left with the third one Gashhhhhhh........

.......Gashhhh. Bailoo very rightly said that the person we all are going to miss is Gashhhh...... because without him life will become so predictable, we would miss the element of surprise that comes along with the gashy package. He wakes up in the morning, hears that there is going to be some election, sees that the weather is good and LO!!! we have a new candidate for the president. Our very own Gashhhhhhhh......... is found busy with posters, banners and trying to figure out where all the B-midians have suddenly diappeared or suddenly tend to disappear. Gashhh.... is a very simple guy, he likes communication skills, reading books how to develop them and trying out on everybody and he dislikes.... I don't know may be nothing. The next  on to monkey for discusion on Ragsy.... 

........Ragsy () .GPL, did you say GPL?  where is Ragsy? The rules are pretty simple. If there is an occassion, give a GPL to ragsy; if  there is no such occassion, give a GPL to ragsy,  and of course, when in doubt, give a GPL to ragsy. Ragsy is so cute and chubby  that people like to play with him. As Singhal puts it, "ragsy to class 7^th ka bacchha lagta hai".  But, if you thought that ragsy is one person, whom you can easily take for granted, I urge you to be very, very cautious. He can make you run for shelter with his cacophony, as he likes to believe  that he is destined to be great singer who will take on the world with a bang ("Ek din bum hoga"). Nicknamed' The Don' for his innovative ways of expressing himself, ragsy is notorious for  the pranks he likes to play on doors of  others, notable among those Pandeyji and Daddu. Ragsy has completely different fundas of life. When everyone in the wing would be licking their lips to the gorgeous haandi paneer in Mehfil , ragsy would be cursing himself with the pizza he ordered in the continental restaurant. His philosophy "Nahaaanaa time kaa wastage hai"  makes people take notice whenever (that is , if at all) he goes to the shower. Next, we move on to the person who had the honour(really??) to be with him for three years, Daddu...... 

 ......Daddu. A meticulous planner, his obsession with planning has the legend that in his first year itself, he had thought over and decided on how to shift back all his belongings such as bedding etc to his home at the end of his stay in Kanpur. With a foresight  characteristic of people usually four times his age, Daddu has aptly been titled Daddu by the entire batch (even GH not spared). Planning has its advantages, as we all appreciated in the Kathmandu trip where Daddu meticulously noted down each and every payment made by everyone so that we can balance out later. However, it seems that planning about such important issues left  Daddu with no time to plan about more trivial issues such as his future. After having giving GRE and TOEFL, daddu all of a sudden realized that acads are not meant for him. The realization combined with the frustration accumulated over  the toiling in the Chemical Engg. Dept, inculcated in him such a spirit of fraud that things have come to such a passé now that he cannot even fill up his resume sheet without a topa!. Over to ragsy now for comments on me, i.e. Monkey....

....Monkey. Q: "Monkey ladki pataayega?" Ans. . Q. "Monkey chal ghoomte hai" Ans. . Q. "....." Ans. . Basically the funda with monkey is forall questions in the world the answer is . He's got a sexy smile and he makes sure that he utilizes it to the fullest to the extent of utilizing it for everything. More popular in the wing for his legs, monkey can be found jumping in the wing, climbing walls and chasing fellow monkeys. He has some kind of magic in his devilish hands, youv'e got a brand new electronics good with you and you flaunt it before monkey, in the next few seconds some buttons will be pressed and you will be left with some metal junk and a person in front of you with a devilish . Monkey likes making sure that each an every tuft of his hair is stuck closely to his scalp (he spends hours doing his hair), smiling, smiling and smiling, monkey dislikes anyone who dislikes anything thus recursively disliking himself (joking!!!, monkey dislikes nothing). This was on the left of the line of control (bathroom). On the other side I can see a person shaking almost everything to obscure songs.....its Champa...

.......Champa. I was waiting for this one, please listen to this I find it real interesting. Champa has got 4 deos, 3 perfumes, 3 shaving creams, 3 creams, 2 facewash ............. and 1 puxie. This is Yogsie's world, a world of perfume, perfume and yet more perfume (the "fuming yogsie"), a world of obscure dhing-chak music, a world spent half in the bathroom. You are sitting in the mess a loud voice pours upon you "Puxie tumne mere liye seat nahin roki, jaao main tumse baat nahin karoonga", this leaves people with wet eyes, so much love!!! I can't say anymore on this, lest I start crying. Yogsie likes puxie, dancing, obscure music and he dislikes thin hairs on his hands and has the constant fear that one day his age will be no more less than 21 (he actually is > 21). Next door we have an about to become IAS, Jha...

.......Jha. A proud bihari by birth and a proud bihari by deeds. We all are proud to have a proud bihari as Jha with us. His catch phrase "Abe macchar/jhingur baahar nikal" the daily call to our very own "Chacha Chaudhary" (AmitP) who would come out and calm down his "Saabu". He has some kind of obsession with cricket, he eats cricket, drinks cricket, digests cricket and off course excretes cricket, he smells cricket all the time. What he likes.... he likes cricket, listening to the radio (anything, almost anything from news to "mahilaon ke liye"),  he dislikes people not having faith in the Indian team. Jha also has got utmost faith in his fellow neighbor and friend amitp.......

......Amitp. "Ek macchar saala Jha ko **** banaa deta hai", he is the chacha chaudhary of the chacha-saabu duo of the wing. A lean and thin fellow withering away each day, its a strongly believed conjecture that he will disappear by 2010. I'll tell you what, first go to all the pages of the picture gallery and notice amitp's facial expression, its pixel by pixel the same!!! The same cute, mathematically well balanced smile in all the pictures!!! Amitp leads a simple life with simple fundaas, he is currently the strongest contenders for the "THE" title, he is happy with his equations and formulas and expects no hi-fi. He likes cricket, mathematics and almost everything and dislikes almost nothing. From a simple person to a person who is confused, you guessed it right Puxie...

.......Puxie. The world would be an organised and a deterministic place if it weren't for people of the caliber of Pulkit Grover. Don't be surprised if you find his bed hanging from the ceiling fan via a rope or for that matter, his ceiling fan fixed on one of the vertical walls of his room just for simple reason that he gets more air that way. With a bent of mind typically inspired from the preface of the NCERT science textbook,  Puxie can dish out a variety of excuses ranging form the second law of thermodynamics to Zorn's Lemma to justify the unkempt state of his room.  It is really very difficult to convince him that he is uniquely awkward, especially since he has a neighbor who can flatter him out of his skin, Sushank..... 

......Sushank."Chaa....poooo....". A soon-to-be-CEO, who has the ability to make a snail be proud of his speed. He's the king of the wing, whose orders to march to the dinner table "Chalo, Chalo" are taken by one and all without any resentment. But the extremely modest guy, that he is, rather prefers to call himself the pauper. An extremely curious person, he is the Google of the wing. Quite often, he surprises us with inside information about people which they themselves are not aware of. It is indeed remarkable that he reminds us of our classes when we forget them. Try as we may, we have not been able to flatter him, because he is very quick with his lethal counter attacks. On the other hand, there are people who are even minded enough to handle him, like Shaunak....

.....Shaunak. Its always difficult to say about Shaunak, he's different very different. You can't guess why he suddenly became senti, if you love your bed don't mess with Shaunak. Each time you go to the bathroom you will find a pears soap box on the basin, its Shaunak making sure that every bit is out in the drains. He believes that one should never judge a gal by her face.... you should look at the other side of her!!!. His obsession with hindi made him subscribe "Pujab Kesari", on which he had quite a brain storming sessions with the fellow wing mates. Shaunak likes pizza, manchurian, control systems and the other side of the other people!!! he dislikes....I don't know, he may dislike anything at any odd hour. In the next room now we have, what can I say, hmm... a different person with us? Bailoo....

.......Bailoo. Lets say  the world is X, Bailoo is X^c (negation X). He is different at least he tries to be different, but the question is "Is he different?". The answer is "He is different!!!", if you feel strong about anything in the world don't say it to Bailoo, as Susu beautifully enacts bailoo's response... "Nahiiiiiiiiiiinnnnn,  Isme to logical flaw hai" and there you go!!! all your fundaas drained out. The beauty of the Bailooian arguments is that if you closely analyse his arguments, each and every statement of it would be flawed. Like "I saw a 3mx4m big bull dog", now the way he expresses, nobody would dare recheck the statement, but if you analyze  it closely, a 3mx4m bull dog!!! what is it? a Dinosaur??? So the next time he says anything to you, listen dead carefully. Bailoo likes... shaking his hips, measuring his pouch, sleeping and whatever you would not dream to like, he dislikes everything in the world that you would like. He would often be seeing quarelling over problems related to circuits with Kachru and Wason....

.......Wason. "Where is he?" "Elementary, my dear Wa(t)son, In the Lib!!".  A self-proclaimed muscle-man, who rarely (if ever) gets some outside support, he is the one who puts in his hardest, whether at books, or in the gym. Of course, he did surprise us all by changing routes to go to the gym,but that is not all. He is one who would never refuse for a movie or a tennis match, or a trip to the canteen.  One of our favourite pastimes is irritating him, which is often trivially executed and equally trivially excused by him. He has always been amongst the luckier ones in the wing. His foreign exploits were embedded with picturesque visual treats, which he relishes talking about. Talking about exploits, we now come to someone with exciting train journeys, Singhal....

.......Singhal. There was special instruction from singhal not to use the B word in his writeup. So we are not going to mention the word Billo in this writeup. Singhal I think you must be happy now. He's a dancing freak, his dancing choices may range anything from Michael Jackson to Mithun Dada, he adores them all. If he is not publishing papers for Behera then he will be dancing at some Discotheque or watching a dance video in his room, exclaiming "Kya mast steps hain yaaaaaaa.........r" or enjoying a train journey. He laughs at almost all your statements and make you feel like you are some kind of joker. Singhal likes dancing, people in blue, bulla-baaji (real long hours) and he dislikes people writing his writeup in blue. So before he gets red lets move on to the about to be Bollywood Star next door Barinder...

.......Barinder. An about to become Bollywood Star, a person with lots of talent and all the preparation in the world about his looks, smile, even his eyeglasses. What would you do if you meet a gal? I'll probably run off, there's Baris for you who has got everything chalked out what has to be said on first meeting, second meeting..... nth meeting (n->infinity), the plan B, C.....alpha, beta lambda all planned out. The problem is "what are these damn gals doing in the world? where are they?" Baris is ragging a junior "hum mein sab se smart kaun hai?". shy and terrified junior says "aap maalik" and our baris is the happiest man in the world. he would go on telling all of us about this "interesting observation" of the junior. what does he like?? umm...ya! singing. a fan of Jagjit Singh. he finds something interesting when Jagjit singh repeats a line 7 times (something like "Ek kami thi Taj mahal mein, Ek kamii..ek kamiiiiii...") and finally utters "maine teri tasweer laga di".  I feel like kicking him on this. barinder dislikes thoughtful bullas and not-so-sexy gals. But he does like having RK for a des(s)ert...burp! he loves disproving every new claim that RK makes on the dining table. Shhh...now its the turn of Jacob....

........Jacob. A person wearing a red cap, moving at a fast pace dead cautious...Shhh.......don't call him, its Jacoo, and mind it again Shhhhh......jacob, unofficially titled the "King of Nights" for his extraordinary talent to remain awake for days, has a pet line "hey...just wake me up WHENEVER u see me sleeping". But don't get fooled down by his humble request. follow the above rule...Shhhhh... if jacoo is sleeping, don't dare to disturb him. u never know whats in store for u if u manage to wake him up.  Jacob is a fundoo debater, he would take the discussion in circles and soon u would find yourself lost and meekly agree to what he is saying. he likes discussing about morality and stuff. U mess with him and u r in a mess! He hates "Bhupi" who has given him more pain than anyone else. Next we have aha....the des(s)ert...burp!..RK... 

.......R K Meena. Seen Bollywood Hollywood?? Remember Killer Khalsa? ya!! u got it....thats what our RK looks like. he is one of those who don't have to try too hard to get those killer looks. Just have a simple breakfast: four eggs, 15 loafs of bread, butter,  jam, milk and anything with lots of protein. This Rajasthani Chhora has got all the traits of a camel. He would drink several litres of water in a go as if he is about to leave for  Thar Desert. Paneer, Puri, Naan, Chhole Bathure..he dislikes all of them. Give him Dal roti. He would be the happiest man alive! What are the other things he hates...well.. Budhapaa and Bulging Belly. If he ever sees someone with a bulging paunch, he has gotten him started. He believes, people with Taund don't deserve to live. "Aise log dharti par bojh hote hain. Inko jeene ka koi hak nahin hai". I sincerely hope he never gets a chance to suicide!. At the end, we have another Rajsthani, Chadu Ram...

......Chandu Ram. Ya! u heard it right....Chandu Ram. thats his name. Who is he? Some comic character, SIS guard, some "bhaiya" or something?? Aww! No...No thats ridiculous, totally absurd. But wait a minute.....now that u mention it !! Aww! No...No. Totally absurd. He is not what his name suggests. Rather more than that!! Another Rajasthani chhora, Chandan Singh is a "cloooose" friend of RK. Capable of laughing out at anything and everything, he sometimes leaves u wondering if a joke has been cracked out. He will make u hear N (>> @#$) number of stories about people, about incidences and blah...blah..blah and hopes that some day u will find at least one of them interesting. But day in and day out, his hopes are shattered. Talking about his devilish smile "ahaha haahaaa...". What can I say? Terrifying...and there's more to it. It echoes in the night making all of us come out of our rooms. Another Hanuman bhakt, he complements our PandeyG. So we were surrounded by two Bhakts at both the ends of our wing. So how could there be any trouble in the wing.....