Sparsh

यायावर में कोई आत्मावसाद नही है। भीतर उमडे हुए करुण भाव को अपने ही पर ढलकर वाह कारुन्य का अप्व्यय नही करेगा...केवल गहरा स्पन्दन्शील अकेलापन, जिसमे संवेदना की अतिरिक्त सजगता है, मन मानो जड़ है । देखना है, सुनना है, घ्रान है, स्पर्श है- सभी कुछ है, किन्तु नही है चिन्तन वहाँ सतह पर आ गया है और भीतर केवल सन्नाटा है।

Continuing from previous post : I was dropped by bus at Rajputna hostel of ITBHU . I was thinking about the condition of the hostel but it was looking quite satisfactory. Warden of my hostel was S.H. Hasan (I don't like him from the first day). Next day was my registration at the college. The days of adventure or freelancing kick start here. I was sent alone by my parents for my registration to S.B. hall where orientation was going on. My father was told by warden that there so much strictness, no rag can happen. And I was also ready for small rag but seniors with old tricks lay ahead of me like pack of hunters. I was walking alone from Rajputana to S.B. hall and was interrupted five times by the seniors. I was asked name and my native place. I was really scared last time as a senior told me that Mech anical is most bhokali branch and ragging is more in this than any other branch. I was now attending the address by director and sitting by good luck between 2 nd yearites . A...