I Wanna Fly

I wanna fly, originally uploaded by Sayid Islam.

this is a 30 sec long exposure shot, taken at around 1 in the morning. twas an awesome clicking session with Jabba, where we went around our University campus, the Birla Institute of Techology and Science (BITS), Pilani, clicking whatever and whoever we felt like. though the night is rather memorable for the incident i am going to narrate now.

ok. to begin with the place where we first went clicking, the grounds of the Birla Museum, is off bounds after 6 pm. though we did check 4 chowkis n all, they were asleep then. while we were clicking at the dirty pond, two chowkis suddenly apparated from seemingly nowhere and asked us what we were doing. we replied in our politest voices, or rather we tried to, that we were just clicking randomly. well they refused to but that, and asked us pack our DSLR n tripod, come bak in the morning, talk to the museum curator (they called him manager, i called him curator coz it sounds way more cool) and he would talk to the Dean and decide course of action. if everything went well (balls only it would), we could have camera and the tripod bak.

now the camera belonged to a good friend of ours, a kickass clicker himself (name withheld. our friend is no showoff \m/) and the tripod to our University's Photography Club. i was in my first year and in all probability get mega bambooed if caught breaking rules of any kind, and Jabba himself, works with the Dean almost everyday and wouldn't want any close encounters of the third kind (read wannabe pop culture referrence).

ok now over to the chowkis. fitted the stereotype all right. bulging tummy, old, had a stick, beedi smoking, bald, hoarse voice and wife beater (ok that was unnecessary. also plz note the sad attempts at humor). we then went to plead with the senior chowki (the other chowki looked at him 4 all instruction) to just let us go. and the God-fearing honest man he was (again sad attempt at humor) told us he couldn't do that. and if we wanted he could turn us to the police and we would be forced to spend the night in the lock-up. prick. a real prick.

by now i had finished packing up the cam and the tripod. now the nicer chowki was standing right beside me n Jabba now. i picked up the tripod n the cam. n then i pushed him. yes i pushed him. i handed Jabba the tripod n we ran. simply ran. n yes Jabba ran, all freaking 230 pounds of him. and pretty fast, mind you. we happily jumped the wall and well ran to a different part of the campus. n continued the clicking session.

well haven't blogged in ages. hope to start blogging a bit more regularly. n this is for Shounak. excuse the humor or rather sad attempt at humor. n the narration style also. it is heavily wannabe i know, but then the reason i blog is also extremely wannabe :)

so ppl Across the Universe (see there again - wannabe) peace n love :)

boredom

havent been keepin 2 well. wanna start bloggin regularly now. lets c what happens.