ChUn_ChUn : Origins [ Etymology ] & Evolution

I shall take you back in time, 3 years to be precise. The Events that happened in Chronological order are listed as follows:
(i). Master Amit Gupta with family landed in SHITs Pi*a*n* ( B*TS as we used to call it back then ) in the huge Chevrolet Tavera, in the night time and found accommodation in 173 RAM.
(ii). Parents went away the 3rd day and there we were, some 800 newly admitted students each ready to start a new chapter of ( his/her/whatever) life.
(iii). Registration done. Six subjects to be studied every semester as we got to know. Biology happened to be the subject which we had to study in the first semester itself.
Now see, there are four things you need to know. First RAM was a funny bhavan. Secondly Bio was a funny subject. Thirdly Amit was a funny guy. Lastly Mr. Ashish Runthala ( lets call him Arun in short ) was a funny teacher, and it was decided by heavens that he should teach Master Amit Gupta (a funny resident of a funny bhavan), a funny subject.
Bio never not ever was my no piece of no cake. To top that, Bio classes were scheduled to be held every alternate day early morning 8 o'clock (I’m talking about tutorial classes, lectures in all I attended two.)
Here I describe how I link all the funny things stated above. We used to study our asses off the night before every Bio tutorial. But hey, Arun was no n00b/BooB MEite and he knew his subject well. And with each passing tut, my marks kept dropping. No matter how hard I used to study I could manage at most 2 or 3 out of a maximum of 10. Hate for Arun all this while kept building up. Now I had a fascination for making funny names. The sheer repugnance I used to feel made me come up with a very apt name for him. Thus the first bricks of my Baptism had been laid. I'll not make you wait more and I take sheer pride in telling that I named Arun, simply …… wait…… for ….. It …. Chootiya Runthala ( I important thing I forgot to tell is that the word Chootiya is revered among the guys, because of the sheer amount of condescension with which it is blurted out and how beautifully it pierces the opponents body and impinges on his heart). Well, coming back, RAM was a funny bahvan and so were its inhabitants. With my constant blabbering of his awesome name every time the word Bio came up, my friends decided to call me Chunthala (short form of the prestigious name I gave Arun). Soon the funny inhabitants also capable of coming up with funny names decided that Chunthala had to be rechristened as ChunChun.
Thus was born a legend. A guy for whom I have respect in my mind. He has managed to make so many people laugh (or maybe cry sometimes), but all these years he has not changed one bit. Maybe from the outside, but from deep within I know that this guy has is the same as ever from the inside. We have been together for the last three years and I have seen him brave many a storm. Remarkably, each time, he came out stronger than ever, more mature and a more lovable person each time. The child who is deep within him gives him the strength to keep going on the same path, making people laugh by laughing at himself and that’s how he wants to spend his whole life. I think my bond will him will only get stronger with time and I can’t wait to find out what more he has in store for this world. So do you, don’t you?

The Division Bell

The ever so mesmerising piano from _Clocks_ fills my mind with reveries. Sweet memories of the times i've spent with my close friends in this desert. But there is a strange apprehension building up. Apprehension about parting from some of my best friends. Isn't it strange? Together, tethered to the this place for 3 years and on one fine day, it dawns upon you that half of your batchmates are gone ? Gone forever ?Gone for good, gone for bad? No one's going to be evaluating the answer to this question. To each his own. Only time will tell. But the fact that they'll be gone stays. I don't intend to make all my readers land up in tears, but just that all should keep an eye on the calender, the days when you start missing your chunchun draw near :)
Its been a really nice semester. Friends have been kind to me and i have been loyal to them. For starters i have cemented my bond with most of the people i had intended to. I knew this was my last chance. This place has given me something, and i'll not be leaving empty handed. Though not many but some really good friends indeed. This is my return gift and i am glad. Though i haven't been as lucky in academics. But i intend not to give up on life. There is so much more to explore and will sooner or later find my Love. No big deal. So many things happened this semester, starting from the trip to hills with haRAMis, 3 days i will never ever forget. The night of 25th January will henceforth be celebrated as Booze night every year and where ever you are ( u know if i'm taking bout u ) you shall drink to mark the love we have for each other remembering all the good times we've spent. Then the batch snaps, which i was so hesitant about initially. Batch snaps was the best thing to happen this semester. Then the 7 day trip with my sis to her and my place and yeah we've come so much closer sis and you know. Finally came the year book and again i was hesitant in giving/taking write-ups. But u know i like these u-turns so much. I like to take longer paths to the same destination not because i'm a loser, but because i like to explore each and every possibility before i finally decide upon something. All the write-ups have landed me in tears. Some reminded me of old times, some just showed how much people care for me. Every write-up is extremely valuable and will remain with me for the rest of my life. Thanks Nitya, Ghana, Gujju, Ghiya and Toffi :)
To those who were not able to write 'write-ups' fot their close friends, i request you to give testimonials on social networking websites to them. You will not understand the importance of a testimonial unless you get one from a close friend.Go give it a try.
This is by far the least time i've put in writing any post and i guess it shows. But then it had been too long and i wanted to blog about whatever was going through my mind. With Clocks playing for the n-th time in loop, i will take leave with just a passing thought.

The Days are drawing near;
And we won't be together anymore;
And I'll just say;
While the sun shines, make hay!

PS: That was pretty shitty i guess :P
But yeah 4 weeks left, enjoy each other's company while ur still together. Ciao. :)