Can't Escape those Lucknow-wallahs...

Here my friends is a post that comes straight from the heart, a stirring moment of beauty and vulnerability where i reveal all the moments that i have shared with these guys. For, those who still haven't figured out my tongue in cheek humour, idiots, these Lucknow-wallahs have made my life "interesting," for the want of a better word. This story, as with all my stories start with my entry into college and my meeting with the first of this species. Again for ease of reference we'll call him LW1.

LW1: This particular creature (again, for the want of a better word), was one of the few guys whose intellectual level matched mine in my year, and let me tell you there were quite a few pretenders. He was nosy, incessantly irritating but a man of great drive and motivation. He took upon himself the unenviable task of trying to get me to work, which later compounded to hellish levels with the arrival of Messrs Zain Taha and Robin Chatterjee. Without the presence of this man there would never have been a Lashkar-e-Nautanki and hence an Al-Bakchod. A master of brainwash, he succeeded in getting many people to do many stupid things, Trust me I gave as good as i got, resultant being i had him almost tearing out his hair. But, as always his nuisance value was greater than mine.

LW2: The second person in this list is a very peculiar case, a guy right from the mould of an MBA, and he chooses not to do it, a fantastic orator and a very good actor. Har phatey mein inki ungli hoti thi. A man destined to be the president of the JYC, yet he chose not to be. Unconventional is the only word that comes to mind for this LW.

LW3: Here comes the most endearing LW, the one who always remembered to tease me about my habit of counting LW's. The one who coached me before i went on stage for the first time. The one who argued religion, politics, art, poetry, dramatics, and every other issue under the sun to its death. He trained me for the placement season, was the first to console me on my failure and the first to kick my ass on my success. A lifelong friend senior and Bio-LW.

LW4: This particular specimen, was a certifiable train wreck. Holds the distinction of behaving psychotically at normal instances. Goes hammered to the meetings of the club he leads, then to the negotiating table for prizes. Works incessantly for anything he feels good about, a most wonderful person and now soon to be phoren mulaazim.

LW5: This particular creature, is the most shameless of the LW's. He shamelessly blackmail's (emotionally of course, though i wouldn't put it past him to actually blackmail) his devoted friends, is constantly in the eye of one or another storm, abysmally hopeless, and goes to a top secret location to practice the art of "bull-shitting through life" aka Management. But love flows thick and fast from him too, and a wonderful attitude that puts everyone at ease even in the most dire of situations. Would love to kick his titanium ass.

LW6: This creature is called Lucknow's convener Chopra, party man, after party man, and then there is another party waiting. He is the monkey who shits on a ruby. Usually jumps the guns, fires off before thinking and then makes "The Face." But a wonderful guy to know and to love. As rightly said by Humanshu "Maar ho jaaye to sabse pehle ye ghusega, phir chahe pitt jaaye, magar ghusega ye hi"

LW etc. and there are many other LW's who at different points in my life driven me up the wall, but saying very truthfully, some of the most sublime people that i have met...
Thank you all.

ps All this talk about Lucknow Wallah's warrants the mention of one person. My beloved senior Nitin Tewari, those who know him, well they just know what he is all about (case in point: Tewari Sutta pilao), and those who don't know him especially the juniors...He was the biggest mindfuck to ever walk the halls of JUIT.