Rock Lovers

As I've revived my blog, I'd like to keep it alive. As I started the revival with My Love Story, I thought I should continue with the series on love. In this post, I'll be dealing with a subject which is pretty close to my heart & invokes quite strong feelings, one way or other. So here is my treatise on ROCK LOVERS.

Yeh World hai na World, yahan do type ke Rock hote hain:
Ek jis se sir phoda jaata hai aur doosra jis se kaan ke parde phat jaate hain.

This is what I'd have said in Bunty style about rock before coming to Kgp, the place which taught me a lot about one type & a few things about the other. As far as the breed of Rock Lovers go, I could not imagine how anyone can be one. But then, life teaches you a lot of things & things which you don't think are possible turn out to be quite common.

So lets start with the variety of Rock Lovers which occur more commonly. These are the guys who love the ear splitting variety... yeah! you guessed it right, The Rock Music. I personally don't find any music in it but then I don't belong to the category of rock lover either. This variety of Rock Lovers usually sport long hairs & suffer from a disease where they bang their heads like mad whenever they hear some noise they call music. Once I happened to walk into my friend's room who was having convulsions (or atleast I thought so) on his bed. It scared the hell out of me & being a good friend I tried to help. The first thing I noticed was he had the headphone on. The moment I removed it, you won't believe, the convulsions stopped. But what followed next was a big fight laden with profanities :). It turned out my dear friend was just listening to the music. From then on, I had to bear the sound of heavy metal for a long time to come as he decided it was better with the heavy speakers rather than the headphones. This was my first experience of this kind of Rock Lover and the punishment I got for helping a friend in distress left me a lot wiser regarding helping someone who has not asked for my help.

But still this is what I'd say to these guys,

"Teen Kanaster Peet Peet Kar Gala Phaad Kar Chillana,
Yaar Mere Mat Bura Maan Yeh Gaana Hai Na Bajaana Hai"

Now comes the second variety, the rock you see lying everywhere you go. This comes in very handy in a variety of situations both for positive as well as negative purposes, but still I hadn't seen someone who loved them untill ofcourse I joined the Department of Geology & Geophysics at IIT Kharagpur, which had a bunch of Lovers for this variety of Rock.

It was my first class of geology when the prof asked how many of you know that each rock has a story which is more fascinating than the best movie you have seen. I instinctively knew I had chosen a wrong course. Then he went on to explain things I won't even like to repeat otherwise the rocks will start coming flying towards me.

Our class had the opportunity to go to a field trip with the above mentioned prof. Here I'd like to warn you that the details can be graphic & reader discretion is advised. So one morning we left for our usual field visit not knowing what was to follow next. He used to walk us through fields, ask us to climb hills, cross streams just to show some rocks buried in the ground. That day he took us near a stream flowing on the outskirts of a village. It was a perfect place for people to do the thing which most of us do in the morning, as it was hidden from direct road, had a source of water and offered some privacy. Each one of us, had a hanky on our noses but our prof was walking as if he is walking in a garden. Then suddenly he started screaming, "Wonderful, wonderful! I've only seen this in the textbooks". We thought there was something important but could only see the work of someone which was performed the same morning. He summoned us closer and just beside it showed us something which somehow proved that the crust had undergone a collision there. But none of us was interested and everyone wanted to get away from there as quickly as possible for the obvious reasons.

Well time passed & I started listening to the stories which each rock has to say & mind you some of them are really fascinating. As unravelling these stories is my profession right now, I am also in the league of the Rock Lovers but there is still miles to go before I become something like my prof. So I am not that dangerous for my fellow friends and you can still be my friend. If time permits & some of you are interested I can tell you some of the stories which I like to call, "Patthar ki Kahani Ek Patthar ki Zubaani".