Ramblings of an Insomniac

The Bomb Hoax

Now that I have ensconced myself for enduring this biting cold weather, it is time I update what is happening (actually, happened) in my life for the past one month

Term 2-The Culmination
After a very busy pre-mids in term 2, our post-mids was surprisingly, and refreshingly much less hectic. Of course, I started to get a taste of what it is to be a freezer ;-). Holidays beckoned me with wide arms after our end terms concluded, and I was more than happy to embrace them.

Though it was a short break, the break was very rejuvenating for me. I went back to Hyderabad. After one and a half years, I met many of my IIT friends, both from other cities as well as those doing their MS away in the US. We welcomed the new year with pool, bowling and a party.

During our return trip to Lucknow, I had a hault for a few hours in Bhopal. I decided to do justice to the time by visiting a few places in Bhopal. I must say Bhopal immediately caught my good spirits. A neat city with a great potential of becoming a metro was my ending impression about it.

The Bomb Hoax
Now, for the real drama.
I boarded Pushpak from Bhopal to Lucknow. In our compartment, we found an unclaimed bag lying in the throughway. Though initially no one cared about it, someone pointed out that the bag was lying there unclaimed for more than an hour, and that it was also very heavy.

A commotion started in the compartment, and the TCE was called to check out the matter. Some dare devil sleuths including yours truly decided to open the bag and check out the contents. There were mixed suggestions about the adventure. Nevertheless, the TCE finally conceded to our request and allowed us to open the bag.

The Bag
We lifted the bag, took it to the end of the compartment, and started rummaging its contents. We had a shock of our life when we found that below all the garments in the bag, there was a circuit made of intricate wire connections and had some sort of bag below it. Every one immediately ran away from the bag.

Though, deeper analysis of the circuit revealed that it was the property of an electrician. It was a pre-connected circuit which was probably meant to be used for some machine.
We finally concluded our adventure deciding that the bag was owned by an electrician, who was perhaps stuck up some where else and could not collect his bag.

Back in 'ell
And guess how IIML welcomed me? With a temperature of 3-4 degrees in the morning, where I was just coming back from a place where the temperature was close to 20 degrees.
A hellish experience ensued the previous night, after our hoax incident, leaving me craving for warmth at the end of our train journey.

All this apart, I made a fresh beginning to the new term-both physically and mentally. The seniors' saying-"The worst part in IIML is over, in the form of Term 2" made me particulary relaxed.

posted by Vamsee @ 9:39 PM