Room No.213, Mr.Santosh Kumar from Patna Bihar...
right on the first day of me joinin the hostel, rahul introduced him to me, and he shook hands with me sayin 'hi, i'm santosh kumar from patna bihar'... luckily he told me that patna is in bihar, else i would have thought that patna was somewhere near new york or paris...one of the most seniors in the class... rumours are there that his year of birth is 1976... but he strongly insists that its 1979...he's very very particular about the spellin of his name SANTOSH KUMAR... when guys used to spell his name as SANTHOSH instead of SANTOSH, he'll go damn nuts and would indulge in a war of words with those who have mis-spelt his name... he'll say "dont u guys know that we north indians dont use the letter 'H' in our names? arey yaar am santosh not santhosh as u south indians spell it"...i had also been a victim myself many times... dont worry mr.santosh, i have spelt it right this time. so u cant go nuts on me now...during arul velans class, when any talk comes about chemicals, he would jump up and give a mini lecture about the chemical and its properties and its hard to stop him... while arul velan tries his best to make patna stop his lecture, i just used to sit and wonder what chemicals got to do in economics class...his famous and frequent sayin "no no, this is not goin to help u in the corporate".. .raja is the only guy who has tortured him like anything with these words... while in cochin, raja sent sms after sms to patna readin "no no, this is not goin to help u in the corporate".. . nearly some 200 sms i think...patna shouted at raja and even scolded him, but raja kept on smiling and continued sendin sms after sms... patna dint know what do to as his cell kept on buzzin with the sms alert tone, he jus grumbled "what am i to do with this guy? what sort of a character is he"...the first thing about him that comes to the minds of hostellers is that he sings in the hostel... may be he sings to keep away his loneliness.. .its a real hard time to keep our cool when he is inside the hostel... simple reason is that he sings most of the time, and that too he sings those songs in a loud tone... some hindi songs whose meaning none of us know... to add more fun, he dances at times to his songs with that 'hey hey heeeyyyyy' yell...many hostellers made many attempts to keep him away from singing... for example our abhi used to stick paper cuttings in the bathroom doors, mirrors, washing place, etc., which reads out 'thank u for not singing'... but no attempt brought in any results, leave alone the point of bringin in desired results...
for nearly a year and a half, we had a hard time... but one fine morning, something drastic had happened which brought in desired results, and that too from a person whom we least expected to bring in results...we were in the bathroom waitin for our turn to take bath, and some were washin clothes as we were supplied water only for an hour in the morning durin those days... so within an hour everything like washin and bathin has to be done, and also have to be in the class before 7am... so needless to say u can understand our rush durin that hour...this gentleman somehow rushed to the bathroom earlier, and as usual started singin in a high pitch... all of a sudden our ganja started to sing or if not yell at the pitch of his voice "naaaaaan paaaaaaadum mouna raaaaaaagam ketkavillayaaaaaa" ... this turned off the guy. but,ganja continued "ennnnnnn kaaaaaadhallll raaaaaani innnnnnummmmmm thoooooooongavillll layaaaaaaaa" ...with this he was totally turned off, and we were happy altogether and started applaudin ganja in the pitch of our voices, which made patna leave the bathroom in a hurry...
while in our second year my brother had been on an industrial visit to new delhi... i was sharin this piece of info with someone while havin our dinner in the mess...just then patna who was in the next table called me and talked with a high enthu "hey karthik, is ur brother in new delhi now? oooooow what a place delhi is. you know karthik...." jus then abhi interupted callin me in a hurried tone "L mama L mama, dont talk about new delhi with this guy, he'll talk as though new delhi is his ancestral property"...abhi,whether patna is angry on u for this or not, am damn angry on u now for not lettin me hear what he said of delhi which could have added some more interestin stuff to this stuff...
there are times when i have seen the other side of patna wala... seriously he's gotta good amount of helpin tendancy - when u ask for his help... if asked, then he'll help u the way he can...very very enthusiastic person when it comes to competition. have teamed with him in many competitions, missed some and won some... he was damn upset when we lost in the final round quiz in virudhunagar by un-justifiable means... when we won in calicut's brand warriors, he was soooooooo jubilant when the results were announced...even though were runners in that competition, he was on the stage to receive the shield even before the winners were on the stage to receive their shield... such is his level of enthusiasm.. . kinda never endin enthusiasm.. .those guys who were in the coimbatore team of Q'shetra would know his level of enthusiasm in organisin that event...
a very very serious character when exams start... our hostellers call him a 'head banger' as he bangs his head all through the night to study...the night before the exam he would never leave his hostel room other than for two reasons... either he would be out for havin his meals or he would be out to answer the natures call...he would just spare some ten minutes for discussin the previous years 1 mark questions which we all sit together and discuss the night before the exam... the moment its over, he would rush to his room, lock the door, and as usual, start bangin his head...another interestin thing about him is that he takes a bottle of hot water from the mess after dinner to his room, and there he would prepare horlicks with that hot water... when i asked him one day whats so special about that horlicks, he said 'my horlicks, my mothers love'... he also showed his cup-board piled with some 6 or 7 packs of horlicks...monday after monday, the sun may fail to rise, rlims may fail to grant us a holiday. but santosh never fails to wash his room... he would pour bucket after bucket of water on the floor of his room... water would be flowin through the entire corridor... when guys argued with him for this, he coolly said "u people are not hygienic yaar... what am i to do for that"...
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