No no,I've spelt it right. This is how I
always write
Coimbatore since I was a kid.I have no idea why I do that.One of the many unsolved mysteries in my life,I guess.
So,coming to the actual subject of my post.We'd gone to Combia..sorry,Coimbatore for a workshop which was meant to guide us in the design process of our BAJA vehicle.This actually happened in June, but the post has been in the offing for quite some time now, as we can see. Nevertheless,workshop was good, not bad. But there were many other incidences worthy of mention. Coming one by one..
1. I was put in the Boys' Hostel for accommodation!!
Mhanje,kaa? theeke it might be a little difficult to discern gender from the first name, especially if you're from a different part of the country. But,cmon, I was the one who'd filled up the form and mentioned specifically that I'm a female! Also,there's hardly a chance that they may have heard that I'm a li'l tomboy-ish [90% tomboy, so I've been told in the same trip.
Damn!] But then we did get that sorted finally, after several frantic minutes involving a dead cell phone battery, zero network for almost everyone and 26 hours of train behind us.
2.So then we had lunch in the canteen. I dint eat their food,
majhi chaturthi hoti. So I had a nice mango milkshake.Dunno why I'm mentioning this though. As we say,
chalaychach...
3.Then we took a tour of the campus [Amrita Vishwa Vidyapeetham] Campus is awesome! Its huge, and is nestled in a bunch of hills whose tops were almost always submerged in clouds. Looks heavenly, I tell you. But sadly I dint take my camera with me and others havent yet given me the pics/videos,so there. There was also a MiG there! and imagine the backdrop of lovely green hills for a huge college ground. Sort of reminded me of The Wanderers. So when I saw all this my reaction was "
Send me to this college! I'll work at 100% efficiency!" [Remember this line.]
[And don' give me that 100% efficiency is impossible shit. Its possible in my case.My definition of 100% efficiency is different.]
4. Then came evening. Oh by the way, we'd reached a day early so we had so much time to explore the campus. But they dint allow us to leave campus, so we couldn't go sightseeing or shopping. :-( And there was work to be done. Work is important.
Haan, so evening. Our hostel warden was very nice. Told us all the rules n all. Well, the girls there aren't allowed to wear jeans. And hostel gates close at 8pm.And we wash our own plates. and there are no spoons or bowls.only plates.
Initially I was horrified. But then I thought, I'm being too harsh. here was a time when these things were normal,or rather that is the way things should ideally be.Only now we're too used to luxuries.
But all this changed one thing. "
Dont send me to this college. I'll probably run away!" Such drastic changes of opinion are very common with me. In fact 6 hours is quite long compared to my usual 15 seconds.
5.We'd heard of this particular person's lecture which goes late into the night. So we [the 2 girls in 290 boys that is] were a li'l apprehensive about the hostel timings,as we dint wanna miss the lecture for anything. So we requested the organisers for a special permission. They very kindly obliged. But what happened was, they spoke to the chief warden who said we could return till 11.30 pm. And we'd spoken to the only warden we knew [who wasn't the chief warden] and she said come whenever you want. Even 1 o'clock if you want.just ring the bell and the attendant will open the door. She was such a sweetheart I tell you! So when the organisers came to remind us to leave around 1045, we conveniently forgot to tell them that it wasn't the chief warden who'd allowed us out late. I still don't know who the chief warden was! And so we returned to our room at 2.30 am :) I should say
bhootbangla. Ours was the only occupied room on the entire floor!!
6.The 2nd day of the workshop - heaven! They took us to the racetrack. We actually saw almost all tiers of Indian racing - Superbikes, Formula Swift, Formula Rolon Chevrolet, and the others. There was one with all Maruti cars - esteem and Zen, which were obviously overhauled.
We actually saw the races! Thats one thing off my wishlist.Oh,if not F1,
yehi sahi. We saw the race from three feet! Went deaf by the sheer amount of noise the cars generated. Needless to say, I was on cloud 9! And the landscape was enchanting. I've never seen so much of sky in my entire life. Its always been punctuated by hills in Pune. But here it was miles and miles of pure, heavenly blue interspersed with white fluffy clouds and lovely coconut trees at the base.The memory is etched onto my memory forever.
7.Speaking of cloud 9, well, I went absolutely head over heels for the host of this racetrack trip. He's a former national racing champion or so. Rayomand Banajee. And he had an almost royal way of talking which bowled me over. So,of course I begged him for a picture and he obliged! :-) :-) And in the process, according to my friends, I achieved an "
international level of batting" :-| Sad way of putting things in perspective. I was just this crazy female fan na!
8.The organisers were a really nice lot. Kept asking us if we were comfortable. And they even let us use their CAD lab! We actually trespassed on their hospitality.But we're still in touch.Really nice guys.
9.The return journey. An event in itself. Here we were, taking turns to stand in the doorway holding the laptop-charger-plus in its socket while another guy completed the design report we were supposed to submit on that day in Pune before 6 pm! The guys hadn't slept for 24 hours and yet were working so hard. I just tried helping in any way I could. And the final
kissa - the train halted at B'lore for 20 min. We alighted, handed over the completed design report [finally] to an associate of one of our team meber's father. He emailed the report to the same guy. He got the report printed and the report was finnally submitted at around 6.30 pm! Phew! What a day.
10.Met a few nice guys fromBITS Pilani on the return journey. All in all, our compartment was almost totally youthful, with the exception of the nice nun. And then this bizarre thing happened. One of the BITS guys lost his cell-phone.We thought it must have been stolen while he was still asleep, but then to our surprise, we found it again in the morning, wedged between 2 suitcases.We were sure we'd checked that in the night. Weird,eh?
All in all, I had a marvelous time in that week. Those of us who were there, developed a close bond of friendship :-) And I hope it stays lifelong! And I hope we get to attend many more such enjoyable workshops in the future and have nice times :-)