A tribute to beauty....

Here is a beautiful song by James Blunt dedicated to the five most beautiful girls in my life..





























James Blunt - You're Beautiful


My life is brilliant.

My life is brilliant
My love is pure.
I saw an angel.
Of that I'm sure.
She smiled at me on the subway.
She was with another man.
But I won't lose no sleep on that,
'Cause I've got a plan.

You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
I saw your face in a crowded place,
And I don't know what to do,
'Cause I'll never be with you.

Yes, she caught my eye,
As we walked on by.
She could see from my face that I was,
Fucking high,
And I don't think that I'll see her again,
But we shared a moment that will last 'till the end.

You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
I saw your face in a crowded place,
And I don't know what to do,
'Cause I'll never be with you.

La la la la la la la la la

You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
There must be an angel with a smile on her face,
When she thought up that I should be with you.
But it's time to face the truth,
I will never be with you.

A day worth forgetting...

Yesterday,that is Nov 8,was a day that brought joy to millions of indians across every nook and corner of the country.And why not?It was Diwali..The festival of lights,the festival of joy..I am pretty sure everyone would have had the time of their lives yesterday..But sadly god had written a different script for the hundred odd final year students of NIT,Trichy..And the script surely did an excellent job of adding salt to their fresh wounds...

The final year is supposed to be fun in engineering colleges all over India..With everyone placed,people generally take it easy in the final year,make it a point to enjoy the life to the fullest before again plunging in that world of high expectations,hectic life etc..And more than the students the college faculty know more about this because they have seen this trend for decades now..And that's why they generally tend to be very lenient about most of the final year issues..be it attendance,grades,marks,passing students,reducing classes and assignments..u just name it,they do everything in our favour in return for the three years of sincerity that we show to them..They look like god-send angels ..But ,and here is the big question what can one do when someone's luck is so rotten as ours,who unlike other previous batches have been made guinea pig right from the first year,have been targetted by the teachers coz of being "the fundoo AIEEE batch"..We all people had just one consolation all the way through ..Probably the fun in final year will compensate for all the previous injustices..That is what we thought!!But,naa..this is our batch..And this is their last chance..They won't leave us before giving us one last punch..And that was it!!

So how is our final year different from our seniors? The amount of classes we had in this semester was much-much more than any senior batches could have thought of in their wildest dreams..The assignments dished out to us are much tougher..The teachers still want to screw us in lab exams..And they are very strict about the attendance,more than ever..Unlike the previous batches where teachers used to help students with less attendance,the current set wants to punish the students for every goddamn reason they can find on earth..They have banned netlab during the nights,which used to be the key hours for final years coz the rest of the day is fully occupied by the remaining years..Give us a break,teachers..Now the million dollar question is how are the above arguments related to my topic in first place?

Actually our classes got over on Nov.2 and our final exams start on 22nd...so what would any college student do in such a case??Rush to his home..More so because this is the festive season..So why didn't you go,shishir?Coz i have a borderline attendance in one subject and that teacher still plans to take 3-4 classes,missing which my attendance will really go for a "toss" and boy these people make u beg badly and embarrass badly in such situations..I din't want to go through that pain..Shishir,why don't you take the risk,like few of your friends who too were in the same situation?Good question..I did go and approach this teacher once regarding attendance stating that sir i should be given attendance for the classes that i missed due to placement and what he said next confirmed one thing to me-these teachers never went to college and hence they can never understand our mentality.."You have to decide whether your placement is more important to you or my class..You should understand one thing..You can work in a company only if you have a b.tech degree,for a b.tech degree you have to pass all subjects,for passing you should have proper attendance..So you should think about your current before thinking about future..."..There was nothing more to say or listen..Because of this i thought i will stay along with few of my friends and we will enjoy among us..But god can be evil somedays and boy i got the proof yesterday!!

So here it goes..It started at the dinner yesterday..Diwali is associated with mouth-watering dishes and sweets..So we were expecting something decent by NITT standards..And the next thing we knew that we had been offered the famous DOG RICE on the eve of Diwali..We were determined to somehow eat enough to fill our stomach and then retire in our rooms..But there was another twist to the tale..To start with,the food was DOG RICE and to our surprise it was the worst we had in four years with an excessive "meerchaa.." topping..Boy i was sweating!!After battling for forty-five minutes we gave up..The thought of going out came to my mind,but then it struck that on the eve of diwali every goddammn eating place is closed here..Disappointed at the way we were in "The festival of joy" , i went to my room..Thought that India's win will neutralise the pain of DIWALI SPECIAL DOG RICE..But TEAM INDIA or as i once famously called them in gururaj sir's class in first year "The team of chokers and jokers",proved them right why they are a bunch of suckers!!I am pretty sure Indian players can write a best-seller named "101 ways to snatch defeat from the jaws of certain victory!!".."Screw the Indian team..i will watch a movie and then go to sleep and forget about this forgettable diwali.."..I should stress on a point here that two other factors were irritating me all the while..First one was my cold and the second one was that i was missing my family so much because i knew that this was probably the last opportunity for the next one year to ever meet them together..Nor only i had been deprived a chance to meet them,i was starving and disgusted..And then came the perfect icing on the cake!!On the eve of "The Festival of Lights" , it went pitch dark at 1 in the night..We were helpless ,we could have done nothing..Tried gossipping for a couple of hours ..Tried my level best to sleep but the flies who were feasting on us had some other masterplan for us..Submitted myself to the flies and kept on thinking about those glorious days when we spent the "diwali" back at home with our families..Coz i know they will never ever come back..Sad that the last diwali which i could have possibly spent with my family had to end on such a disappointing note.."Last"..ya once into the corporate sector life is uncertain!!Miss you all!!

Sweet revenge...

Ever since i came to this prestigious college,NITT,my only concern was my academics..Right from the moment i woke up to the moment when i retired for bed,everything was somehow related to studies..I toiled hard for three years,didn't commit to anything else but only my studies..My friends would always engage themselves in extra-curricular activities and win lots of prizes..I kept sticking to my plan and followed it day and night..Eventually i was awarded for my dogged determination..I got a dream job,amazing academic record,enviable projects..I was happy...But deep down inside i knew i was kidding myself..I knew that my life was not supposed to be that unidirectional.My friends used to tease me "That anyone who can toil as hard as shishir can have a good academic record..so he is not a big deal.." blah-blah..I knew that these guys are stupifying themselves by having such a notion..They used to tell me that "Shishir you can just study..you can't do anything else.."..I knew they were wrong..Because i knew i was much more than that and not only that , i had in me to perform much better than them in their chosen field...Its just that i gave up everything i was ever good at to do well academically right after class IXth..I used to tell that i used to be very good at sports at school and still i am very good,they would laugh at me and make comments on my ever-increasing belly..I remember those days when i used to be so good at quizzes and sports..I remember those days when i was the undisputed king in Table Tennis and Cricket..So i had a burning desire to prove all these people wrong..I wanted to win the events at college level just as they were..And i knew it that i will pull it off!!!

I came pretty close to achieving it in last year "Wisdom Cup".But it was not to be.What on the earth can one do if the best bowler in college(Manish Chaudhary) gets smacked for a last-ball six to knock us out from the semi-finals..Bad luck-thats all!! We got one final shot at it this year..This year the wisdom cup saw the participation of 40 teams in a complete knock-out format..Boy and it was one hell of a tournament!!

Match 1 :
Our first match was against PG Gultis.Well that was the easiest match of the tournament for us .We had a rollicking start with Vivek blazing his way with a quick fire 50 odd..We ended up scoring 88 of 10 overs.I didn't get a chance to bat.But i did do what i am very good at.I bowled two overs for five runs and had two prized scalps.

Match 2 :
We started the match with a distinct disadvantage.Our captain,Manish, and Ronnie both had gone to their homes .So we played a depleted side against the second year Oriya team.We had a disastrous start when vivek got for a golden duck.Pati somehow steadied the team and i scored 8 crucial runs to take our team total to 69 of 10 overs.In bowling,i bowled my heart out.I got hit for a six in my second over.Boy that pissed me off!!And the next ball i bowled a scorching yorker to shatter the woodwork.We bundled out the team for 61 and i ended up with match-winning figures of 3-14 of 3 overs.

Quarterfinal:
This match was against Giri,the college opener's team.We batted well to score 78 with pada hitting some lusty blows.I got out to a golden duck.My first over was a bowler's nightmare.I bowled 5 fulltosses in the first over.Though i got the prized wicket of Giri and conceded just one run in the over,i was very disappointed.I more than compensated for it in the next over when i bowled the dream maiden over and got another wicket.Bad light stopped the play and we won the match next day in my absence, as i had committed to CRY class,but not without some pathetic performance.

Semi-final:
This was the big one.It was against our boycott second year juniors.It was supposed to be the match of the tournament and as they had claimed ,"They had come to hand-out the most embarrassing defeat we will ever have".Our batting flopped again with the exception of pada and we somehow managed to score a respectable 67 of 10 overs.The first over was again horrible.I sent down four full-tosses , but conceded just one run and got the key wicket of "Tiwari" , brilliantly caught by pada behind the wickets.But then my bowled the best two overs my life , cleaned up my own "pota" all ends up and ended up with the proud figures of 3-13 of 3 overs.The match was marred by a small fight between pada and one junior named rana.That shameless junior was making such dirty comments on the seniors that pada lost his patience and had it not for us that junior would have got a beating of the lifetime .They were bundled out for 47 but it was much closer than that.The kind of support that they got and the hooting made it really challenging for us.But eventually we overcame them .

Final :
The final of the tournament was a complete "paisa-vasool" encounter.We batted first and were in a very disturbing position after having lost the three key players of our team with hardly 20 on the board.Then pada made a bold decision and sent me in.I knew if i can do well,its this role only.In all the previous matches i was sent at such a position where i was supposed to hit every ball.Unfortunately,i am not pretty good at hitting.I combined well with jv and we had a decent partnership before jv got out.I stayed a bit longer but just when i was planning to cut-lose i was decived of a slower ball.I scored crucial 16 runs.Thanks to a decent performance by the tailenders we managed a score of 76 in 15 overs.Our batting had disappointed us one again.It was now left to our bowling to make amends.But it was always going to be a very tough task.I opened the bowling.First three balls were dot balls.I erred by bowling a full-toss of the fourth ball and was smacked for four with arrogance.I was fuming.I sent down a scorching beamer and was hit for two runs.With this i had already bowled the most expensive over by me of the tournament-7 runs.But i was not ready to give up that easily.The next ball i put all my effort , amazed him with my face and shattered his stumps.It was a sweet revenge that was made a bit dirty by me when i showed him the middle finger on his way back.The match was evenly poised,then tilted in our favour before they hit two sixes in two overs.We were down and out.Meanwhile i bowled two very economical overs.In the last three overs,they needed 14 .I bowled the 13th over.Gave away three runs but got one much-needed wicket.Pati bowled the next over and gave away 4 runs but took two crucial wickets ,including that of the danger man.So it boiled down to 6 balls 7 runs and 2 wickets.Pada bowled the first ball as dot ball.Next ball the batsman ran crazily after touching the ball.I sent the ball to pada and he was run-out.5 balls,7 runs,1 wicket.The next ball again the batsman touched the ball and set away straight for single.Pada removed bails in time to seal the victory for us.We all went crazy .We were dancing,shouting and having the time of our life.

For others,it was just another victory.But for me it meant much-much more than that.It was a dream come true for me.It was a signal to all those who doubted my non-academic capabilities,it was a re-inforcement of the faith in my abilities .I don't think people will ever doubt me after my wisdom cup performance(15 overs,12 wickets,52 runs)..But the quest doesn't stop here.I am hungry for more!!

Transformation inside the four walls of a room..(3)

Then something happened last week that has forced me to see myself in a new light.Suddenly the daemons have shrunk in appearence,suddenly the pain,anxiety has reduced..So here it goes..

I am a member of CRY Club of NIT,Trichy.Every year we held c,cpp classes for the juniors to help them improve in the respective subjects.But this year it was different.Due to an unfortunate ragging issue,the first years were not allowed to join the course offered by us.To add onto that ,the second years were being taught the most important compskee subject "Data Structures" by none other than Mohan itself..Mohan i must let you know is the dumbest teacher to have ever stepped in compskee department..even a tenth grader will be knowing more than him in the field of computer science..And then there was a rumour that this year CPC might not be conducted by seniors..These set of circumstances motivated us to do a course on "Data Structures" itself..Now that the topic of the classes was decided,the real problem kicked in..All the fundoo compskeees had prior commitments in the form of GRE,AGRE and what not..Still somehow four teachers were arranged for the four batches of second and third year...Everything was going well..Then something happened..Abhishek "Cyber" Verma,decided to withdraw from taking the classes due to some unforeseeable reasons..And that was it!! That set the panic button ON!!..Mayank and kastu were desperately looking for teachers and there were none apart from me,capable enough to handle the advanced batch of second year..But there lied the problem..I, who had an enormous stage fear,was approached for the job..I declined the offer plainly ,not because i was not capable enough to teach them , but because of my stage fear..But after repeated plea by mayank and kastu , i had to give in..So i was assigned the task of handling advanced batch of second year..

So after giving a nervous,but decent presentation for the Network lab in the afternoon , I left for the CRY Class in the evening..My first day topic was "SORTING IN LINEAR TIME"..I entered the class and introduced myself and asked for their brief intro too..I felt guilty for showing off a little during the introductory session when i proudly said that i am currently placed in "D E Shaw"..But i did that only so that just in case they didn't know who i was , they will be impressed with my achievement and won't keep on crying on the replacement teacher who had come in place of the great "Kastu"..Well after the initial formalities, i went about my task smoothly..I explained them the three important algorithms and even cleared all their doubts..When the class finally got over,i felt so happy..As i was about to sleep that night i suddenly realized that i really enjoyed teaching the juniors that day and after a few initial hiccups,i fared pretty well..Over the period of next three-four days i really became very comfortable with them and enjoyed answering their questions and clearing their doubts..Not only was i growing in confidence,i was becoming more dramatic in the class..I would do all sorts of hand movements to show my enthusiasm for the subject and seeing their response i assume they were also appreciating my lectures and taking keen interest in the problems that i was dishing out to them..I too on my part was giving my best effort to use all my experience and expose them to the best problems in all topics..I was in a way working harder than them because i seriously wanted it to be a very fruitful learning experience for them..In between they too asked me a few doubts,gave some test cases that nullified my proposed algorithms..But i would make sure that i find the answer for each of their questions and give them the answer in the next class..I wanted to teach them more , but my prior commitments like my wisdom cup matches forced me to cancel the remaining classes..I was more than satisfied after taking this course..but just one thing bothered me..made me doubt myself for a moment or two..I remember throughout the classes a girl named , Ramya , kept on smiling and laughing behind my back..By the way,just in case you guys don't know about her, she is an amazingly beautiful girl and has a very refreshing smile!!..Ok thats not the point..And she is the highest ranker in her batch..So was the course just too easy for her that she didn't bother to concentrate or was there something funny about me...Thought of asking her sometimes..But then i realized how the teachers feel when he laugh behind their backs..This course also gave me a chance to see teaching in a different light and the issues related to it..And must confess that it is indeed a very demanding job...

I grew in confidence during these classes..I won't say that i am very comfortable on the stage even now , but surely these classes have given me the confidence that "I can and i will overcome my stage fears.."..I have the courage now to stand before a crowd and voice my opinion..I guess thats the reason why i have again volunteered to actively involve myself in CPC-Software section..This will again give me a chance to reach the crowd..Ya there will be occasional hiccups on the way..I might be sometimes embarrassed not to clarify simple doubts of students,but i know "someday i will become the person i always wanted to become...."..Indeed those 8 hours spent with 20 odd juniors inside those four walls have transformed me!!

Transformation inside the four walls of a room..(2)

So as i said i was a very well-known guy back at school..Especially in the teachers' circle,i was quite popular..And unfortunately,a little too well-known to our principal ..It was the beginning of class XIth.Our school was planning to introduce Information Practices in the school curriculum for the first time in its long history..So our school had arranged for a guest lecture from "ARENA MULTIMEDIA" to encourage students to let them know the sea of opportunities that IT/IP open for you..The lecture was as usual boring and i watched and looked at the guest with the least interest..I was all the time just thinking about my entrance preparation..Nothing more,nothing less..Finally the lecture ended.I was happy that i could go to my home now and continue with my prep rather than wasting my time on such useless matters.But then it happened..A bolt from the sky and that too when i least expected it..Our principal sir called for me and asked me to give the vote of thanks..I was shell-shocked..I was sweating..But i had no options..If at least he had given me five minutes,i could have thought of some lines and vomitted that on the stage..I don't like to be on stage even when i am fully prepared..But here i was on the stage ,in front of all my juniors and teachers,and with no clue of what to say..But had to blabber something for at least two minutes..I stood up and went to the stage.."Good afternoon everybody..We just now had a guest lecture from ARENA MULTIMEDIA..It was very informative..I would like to thank them on the school's behalf..It was really very informative.."..blah blah..I don't remember how many times did i use "very informative" in that short vote of thanks,which was so full of broken sentences..The way i was speaking at that time was really embarrassing me,but had to somehow pull it off!!Finally two minutes got over and i slipped away from the auditorium,took my bag and ran as fast as possible to my home..If at all i have to rate the most embarrassing moments of my life,boy that will be the among top three for sure!!I had only thought in my mind for the rest of the day..What will be the ARENA guys thinking?? "If this is the state of arguably the best student in the school..(believe it or not the quality of the best student is often used to define the maximum potential of any school)..does it deserve to be called a proper English medium school??"..

The second one was also equally embarrassing.At this point i must tell you that our principal was very much interested in giving all "fundaas" and philosophies all the time..So one day as usual we were having the chaat morning assembly..And then i don know what happened to him , he took a stanza from our prayer and said that "You have been reciting this poem for ages now..Can anyone explain to me the meaning of it??"..And the very next moment he was staring at us twelfth graders..No one volunteered..And he started his morning tamaashaa.."Shame on you twelfth graders..blah blah".I thought probably guys will raise their hands and along with them i too will raise my hand.."I raised mine"..And then in the state of utter miscalculation and to my shock no one else did..everyone was looking towards me as their saviour..What next?? I was asked to explain this "enlightening concept" in the next assembly."Holy cow..!!"...But thankfully , our principal just like me forgot about the entire issue and life was back to normal again..Until one day , "Hitler's wife" made it a point to live upto her husband's words..So there i was ..least prepared ,sweating like a pig..And unlike other situations in the past i had no clue what to speak here..Just blabbered something about god and his greatness and embarrassed myself to the brink..

That was it...No further "accidents" at school.Then i joined NIT ,Trichy..The ragging opened me up a bit..But i was as expected very cool when in my friend circle,but the same frightened kid on the stage..Kept myself away from any stage appearence what so ever for the first three years,with occasional microsecond stage cameos..One that obviously stands out is my first year "SECTION DHAMAAKA" skit performance - "The Modern Sholay."..Though the skit was a blunder,i had fun and i contributed to the skit in ways more than one-be it background singing or playing the villager...Group activity on stage was never a problem..I did a couple of english skits back at school also..It were the individual performances that bothered me..It was after third year that i got ample oppurtunities to be on the stage..

The first one was our presentation at Aurigo..I still remember how sincerely i prepared for that..But the presentation was a catastrophe to say the least..But my partner "Subbu" handled the situation pretty well..Then came the RFC presenation for our network lab ...I would say it was a decent performance , though i never looked towards the audience..But things were soon to take a positive turn and i was game for it...Keep reading for the concluding part of the series!!

Transformation inside the four walls of a room..(1)

Well i am generally a very stage-shy fellow.I don't remember why,but that is how i have always been.I remember back at school how nervous i used to be before any presentation in the school morning assembly.The situation was much pathetic in Barmana,where i did my initial schooling till class IX.I still vividly remember my first major stage performance back in class VIIth.I was supposed to make a speech on some topic.The speech was supposed to be completed in 3 minutes . And the next thing i knew and before anyone else had a chance to realize,i had created the new world record by completing the speech in one minute flat.Nicknaming me "Rocket" seemed to be the obvious choice for the event coordinator,Hussain sir.I used to have sleepless nights whenever i had to give a stage performance.I still remember how my dad used to motivate me in plain terms to evade the stage fear ."Jyaada se jyaadsa kya ho jayegaa..koi tumhe maar thodee hi degaa agar tum achaaa nahee bol paaye to..".Well does look a reasonable argument to get rid of the butterflies in my stomach..I would repeat these words and all the philosophies of the gurus like "Dale Carnegie" which i read a lot..But the moment i used to step on the stage all these motivational quotes used to go for a "toss" and my only concern for the next five minutes used to be to blabber something at the rate of knots and then run away from the public,friends and family as far as possible..I used to motivate myself by saying that "shishir somehow pull this one..life will be back to normal after this nightmare..".

Then i moved to my hometown , Jhinkpani (Jharkhand),in class Xth.Now i should stress on a very important point here.I was always the school topper right from class VIth.And as is always the case , the entire school looks up at us as guys who are supposed to be good at each and everything.So for these obvious reasons my teacher will force me to participate in all the speech,debate competitions.I used to come up with every goddamn excuse in the world to save myself from the nightmare.I remember vividly how in class Xth i was thrusted with the task of competing with the big guns at district level in speech competition.And since it was handed over to me by Padhi sir,whom i respected a lot,i had no options but to give in..So i prepared for one complete week on the topic that was given to me-"Impact of Divide and rule policy on Indian history"..or something like that ..don remember exactly..So i sat and planned to write the entire speech myself because its easier to memorise and "vomit" something that is your own brainchild..Once the speech was ready the next task was practice sessions after the school everyday..And here lied the "real" problem..The very thought of stage kicked the dormant "stage daemons" back to life..The major cause of worry was that my guide used to always ask me to maintain eye contact with the audience to reach out to them with your words and do all sort of weird hand movements..But deep down inside i knew that the moment i saw into someone's eyes i would forget each and everything that i had mugged for weeks..Then i came with a strategy-comical,embarrassing but highly effective..I invented a special body movement for all my stage performances..Start from the extreme left of the audience ,keep on rotating your neck away from the left section of the crowd towards the right again and then back to the left again.All the while keep on blabbering something..The key point to be noted is that the neck should move at a constant rate , so that you cannot maintain eye-contact with anyone watsoever..And one more thing..Keep your hands stretched out all the time,one for each direction and occasionally both , as if you want to "reach out to the audience"..Well with the strategy chalked out , i was ready to rock our district level debate competition..

So we arrived at SJDAV ,the school that was soon to witness history in the making..So after patiently waiting for an hour and a half the competition was about to start..In the meanwhile,my "pre-stage" fears had taken backstage amidst the raining of beautiful chics from every nook and corner of Singhbhum(W)..I must confess i am not a despo , but for us guys from remote regions where "chic" scarcity has been a problem for ages , seeing "haryaali" once in a while is God's way of compensating for all the injustice he has done to us in the first place..And boy are we fools to miss out on such a once-in-a-blue-moon opportunity??..ha ha ha..Ok getting back to the competition,it started on a dull note with boring speeches from every "tom-dick-harry" in Chaibasa..Then the real competition started..And guess what?? I was given the first slot among 20 odd participants there..Suddenly the "daemons" kicked in again..I was sweating profusely..And then the moment came.."Our first contender for the evening is Shishir Prasad from DAV Public School,Jhinkpani.."..For a moment i thought i will faint..But somehow the thought of Padhi sir came in my mind and i thought "this one is for you , sir..."..And then i stepped onto the stage..And without any formalities just started blabbering on the stage..I myself had no idea what i was doing..Thankfully , my speech was stopped mid-way through due to some problem in the crowd..Then padhi sir came to me and said.."What are you doing shishir??Zaraa dheere bolo..i know u can do it..!!"..Something happened..it was not what he said , but the manner in which he said that really propelled me to give my level best..And much to the shock of everyone ,and above all me i topped that competition..I don't know how i did it,but i did it..One year down the line my speech photo was published on the cover page of DAV Ranchi zone magazine..But that was it ..I had made a promise to myself..."Shishir ye stage sabke chakkar mein mat padna..its not worth it!!.."...But the school had some other plans for me..

As i said i was the school topper.To add onto that i was always very good in sports ..I guess that made me the obvious choice for leading the school in virtually each and everything..I was made the school captain,house captain and had a major say in sports..When you are given such responsibilities ,stage becomes a close friend of yours and you tend to spend lots of time on it..But i as usual would always come up with my academic commitments and avoid it..Over the next two years i did numerous quizzes and morning assembly sessions to improve my comfort level on the stage..But all this happened long after i had the two most embarrassing stage moments of my life..Wanna know about it..Keep reading!!!

Wonder years..Indeed those were!!

I always had a special liking for sitcoms . I remember the first one -"Desperate Housewives" created such a spell on me that i screwed up my lab exams the next day because i was up all night watching this very exciting serial.Following that i watched a couple of my sitcoms like "The 70's show" and "How i met your mother".But in the last five days i saw a sitcom that will remain etched in my memory forever - "The Wonder Years..".

The very concept of this serial is that it will touch each and every viewer's heart and create a whirlpool of emotions inside him/her."The Wonder Years" is an Emmy-Award winning television drama that captures the life of the lead character "Kevin Arnold" - his childhood , his adolescence.But watching it,it feels like that its not just a story of "Kevin" , but in some way its the story of each and every one.Each and every event in the serial takes you down the memory lane and you just can't help but see yourself in the character of "Kevin"..It takes you to that sweet phase of your life called "Adolescence"..You are reminded of everything - be it the childhood friends,those carefree days,fun at school,hanging out with friends in the evening,running after girls,the "teacher" you had crush on,the fights with friends,the scoldings of your parents,how you felt that your parents were always harsh on you and never understood you,teen issues,secretive sex talks among friends and much more.. The serial was just showing the life of "Kevin" , but i felt that i re-lived my adolescence once again as i saw the lead protagonist of the serial living his teen years and how each experience then taught and shaped him into the person he is today.

The serial has some very interesting characters.Paul,Kevin's best friend,is the type of friend you would die to have .He was there with Paul through each and every phase ,be it good or bad.They fought with each other so many times ,but each time it made their bond stronger.Norma,Kevin's mom,is an ideal woman,wife and more importantly an ideal person.She cheers up the family during all the tough times they faced ,leaves no stone-unturned in the upbringing of her family.She is very understanding and understands each character in the family in-and-out.Jack,Kevin's father,is a person who is a bit embittered with his life because he ended up doing something which he never wanted to do.He is shown as a strict person , but deep down inside he is a wonderful person who loves his family more than his life and whenever any member of his family was in trouble,he was always there to bail them out.Wayne,Kevin's brother,is a kind of brother you would hate to have because of the way he torments him right through the serial.You would be forced to hate his character,but in the end it is shown that he is good at heart and how he acts beyond his years and takes control of the family when Jack dies.Winnie,Kevin's childhood sweetheart,is the perfect girl next door.She is beautiful,innocent and madly in love with Kevin , but for some reason their feelings for each other always remain dormant for the first couple of years, before they actually get together.She is also shown to be a bit "confused" as she keeps on dumping Kevin , even though for him she is the only girl in his life.

The most interesting character is ,of course,of Kevin.The best part of this entire serial is that unlike other serials they don't show the lead protagonist to be "ideal","perfect".Kevin is not perfect.He commits mistakes and that too lots of them.He is sometimes jealous of Paul ,for him making into Basketball team when he couldn't,he sometimes says mean things about Paul and Winnie,he fights with his dad and resents him,he is often disrespectful to teachers,he sometimes does crazy things that brings shame to the family . But unlike others ,he learns from his mistakes and grows and matures from each experience in life.He does lots of things he shouldn't have done , but then he does make amends at the right time.He is a man with no ego.He is not afraid of apologizing when he is wrong,he is not afraid to voice his opinion if he believes in what he says.

This sitcom has indeed brought back the sweet memories of the days gone by,"the wonder years" that will forever be in our hearts and the ones that will never come back!!Watch it out guys!!