“Kyu be han han kya karra!! Kya nag hai kya re tu!” Prof. Nakhle said. And the guy after this was
named as NAGESH I mean what’s this, naming campaign!! Prof. Nakhle is the most
ohh sorry was the most famous teacher, adherent, irredeemable, desperate
person. Ohh girls please don’t cry here, I wrote ‘was’ as he is now not in
Raisoni, He was my professor for two subjects in two different sems and god
knows how we managed…at least Mandar Pingle knows it very well.!!
This man who can be best portrayed as Hagrid in Harry potter
but not fully but an astute and discerning Hagrid. He joined our institution in
mid semester replacing that professor whom I described in EoP1 who taught IRON
CARBON DIAGRAM! Nakhle sir promised so many things in so little time that it
felt like you’ll pass examination just like you send request to an unknown girl
on facebook, some get accepted otherwise for some days you are blocked!! He was
capable of being inarticulate and sagacious at the same time! There are so many
things clouding my mind as I think of him!!
He had his peculiar way of telling lies, I remember one
scene:
5th semester had just started and we were told
that our class teacher is NAKHLE SIR. We were very happy that now we don’t have
tension of attendance as he himself was irregular so we were out of the
question! We started bunking classes regularly, but one day we came to know
that our beloved professor Mr. Mahalle sir (a demoted first year HOD!) is our
true class teacher and Nakhle sir is co-class teacher. We were so hopelessly apprehensive
that time. One day it was Mahalle sir’s lecture going on and he asked “ ha muze
ek baat puchni hai ( I wanted to ask one thing??) Who is your class
teacher?????.....and after this it was havoc….he was stunned by the answer…from
our side..:
Half side of class: NAlhle sir , nakhle sir , nakle s,
nakhle ( in different sounds and
pronunciation )
Other half: Mahalle sir , mahale s, mahaalllleeee
siirrrr…!!!
An expression of anger covered his crude black face, and he
looked like hornless rhino to me!! He shouted with all his voice
NAKHLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! A guy ran for his life to Nakhle sir’s
cabin to call him!! Ohh cabin, hmm it just reminded me another story. So Nakhle
came and got heavily punished, after Mahalle sir’s gone, he punished us..he
looked at me and said.. “ ku re Vighne hai kya teri 80 % attendance, sirf 47 %
thi maine lagayi, maine….aur tum saleee” ( so Vighne is your attendance really
80% ?, I managed it from 47 to 80, I )
And after that he left. Man it was so fun, that liar lied to us at start
of sem he said he was our class teacher and got his ship sailed in his #$%
hole!!!
Hmm so I was talking about cabin hunn!! Of-course it’s about
Nakhle’s cabin. He called Mandar for some work obviously a nonsense one. But
our dear BARIK, he was like hypnotized by V.D. NAKHLE. He called me and we were
there, he called us for a photograph with princi, I knew it was not gonna
happen. When we met Mandar was dressed in full formal white shirt crisply
pressed, black trouser, black formal shoos, well combed hair ekdam fatak!!
Fauji like. And I was like wearing that same blue jeans which I washed a month
ago, my shirt was not even ironed, sandals , no shirting. And Mandar was
dumbfounded by my looks. Any ways we then headed for his cabin as we entered
the cabin he said “ aoa aoa , baith re beta..” we asked, "sir that photo", and was
stunned by his answer: "hmm wo to aaj nahi hoga, tum log aisa karo ye mera ek
article hai ye Hitwada ke office me dedo." ( ohh that , that’s not important, u
do one thing, this is my article. Submit this in Hitwada office) . Now you know
which words I had used then! Then we sat for some time and he was talking about
some magazine and Mandar was getting fascinated again. He by mistake minimized
all windows and ohh my god, ohh god shit. He was watching NAUGHTY AMERICA that
too upside down..ohh shit we all fumbled at once, Mandar and I saw at each
other and suddenly whole magazine thing was turned into a reply: “ are manish
wo kal ke file la bar idhar, joa beta mai bad me bat karta, fir bulata tumko!!
( Manish get me yesterdays files, go you two we’ll talk later!) we came out of
the cabin walked past the corridor, came near the canteen entrance, again
looked at each other and started laughing loudly..ohh my god….ha ha ha ha!! We
had just caught our professor watching naughty America that to upside down …and
a while later whole canteen was filled with laughter!!
He was such a big liar that he promised us an internship in
DRDO BANGLORE that too at air transport. And what we had to do for him for this
is just publish his some creepy news in a dead regional newspaper TARUN BHARAT!
He called Mandar for the same work 2-3 times and never did that, Nikhil Ayade
got less marks in drawing sheets because he didn’t help him to publish his
news. And maybe you can say I am lucky because from me he demanded collection
of American pie series and other movies,
but obvious I supplied it to him, I got him 5 DVDs fully loaded with
movies and specially American pie series.!! What I got for this, 10 out of 10
in 7 out of 11 drawing sheets!
He is now alive and this creature can be seen in Nagpur
around Wardha road…guess what he is now, He is HOD of Mechanical department in
some other college!!
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