Ahhhh !! Indian Institute of
Technology, Roorkee, a place where many students dream to study in. But how is the life
of him/her after entering into such an Institute? How do they survive here ?
ENGLISH !! Yes, a good answer but not a useful one. It is of rare use here,
maybe only while writing exams. Coming from south to the north, with lot of
expectations, obviously I didn’t mean the acads, the only thing we get here
is.. BULBu.. A gorgeous looking girl
you see the first time here and she comes to you and asks something. After 5
mins of one way communication, you say to her Meh hindi maalum nahi.
She gives a look at you, which you ll feel embarrassed for next 48 hours, and
then she goes to another good looking hindiwala. Vada pochae.
Next what, we get an auto and
tell him bhaiya meh IIT ke ja hae. The
very next moment he will find where you are from. He will tell us a rate, I’m
sure we will be able to understand it coz before coming here we will learn at least
numbers, dhas, bhese, theese . Kanungala athu pathathu ma, we should
learn what it is for 15, 25, 35 too L.
There were situations where the autowala told me pucheese(25) and I argued him for these(30). What else to do ! Namaku
athuthana thaeriyum. Then somehow we will slowly learn 11, 12, 13… without
knowing that 25 and 50 are very commonly used numbers for purchasing. My
personal experience is that, while buying something, the shopkeeper told me it
costs theese. I know it’s neither
worth for theese or bheese. Somewhere
in the middle. I should thank my friend
for telling me one of the incident that happened to him. Avanum namba aalu than but he knows numbers till 20 !!! Amazing !
atleast for me actually. Using that, I told the shop keeper, eh final heh, bhara+thera (my friend
used the same strategy before). After that the shopkeeper didn’t even look at
me and was busy with other customers. Shortly, asingapatan autokaran.
After facing all these, we try to
make ourselves calm. As days pass, some of our friends will call and ask
us about how things are going. We will talk to him as though we have got a Phd
in Hindi. Machi, meh now ke busy hae tum
apram call karo hae. He/She will think, overa
scene podrane and will ask us. “Hey I don’t understand anything, please
tell in tamizh”. (Mind voice: Enaku matum puriyutha, nanae adichu vidraen).Our
turn, “Oh sorry yaar (this yaar is one
thing you will earn for sure) I got used talking Hindi here”. We will know,
only if we ask his/her Hindi classmates about his/her knowledge.
(Caution: Don’t ask my classmates about mine).
And of course, by very rare case,
we would have seen few Hindi movies or at least heard songs. We will hum those
songs while walking, showing that we are quite familiar with the language. Just
think the songs we know, kuch kuch hota
hai, lagaan. Then we have a very
famous dialogue of ours in Hindi which till date many don’t know the meaning. Ek gowme ek kisan rahathatha….. podangooth**
nu poitae irupanunga. Also one incident I should tell. I knew it
before coming here but I believe few wouldn’t know. We would have heard a song, Choli ke peeche…. Heaven sake don’t sing
it here. My friend recently, without knowing(I assume) the meaning, was singing
it before girls.
(Stop Stop, after reading fully you can google what the meaning is)
Telling all these, I should also
tell you the positives of not knowing Hindi. Primary is, whoever scolds you,
you will be the happiest person ever coz you don’t understand a crap out of it
except one word, behanch***, which I see everyone using so commonly here. Even
if they ask you a question, you will keep on nodding your head J (personal experience)
But friends, I should also admit
that people here, at least in my college are really good. You can make friends
very easily be it a North Indian or South Indian. I have friends here who are
from North too. They treat you very well, at least in front you (just kidding).
We can very well come here and do our studies without hesitation coz, yaam petra
inbam/thunbam peruga iv vaiyagam, J.
We can enjoy hell lot just like our native place and friends. You won’t feel
nostalgic that much but of course food sick (thoku, oorka, podi elam eduthutu vanga da L).
Whatsoever, on my part, I’m
enjoying to the core here. Language is never a barrier. Everytime, everysec I’m
surrounded by friends. I hope this will be the same till I finish my course. I
also take this as a chance to thank my friends here, hindiwalas, for making me
and all other people from South as “feel at home”. We are not strangers to them
neither they are to us. We are IITians
P.S.: Evlavo panitom itha panamatoma!!