LIFE @ LNCPE LNIPE

Lots n Lots of Joyful Returns of the Day my Dear Killer ❤️

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   VIJAY THAKUR, the KILLER & my Magical MADARI   Evergreen Smiles 🥰 Crazy n Taharki, an unique item of its own kind, Madari  The Killer of boredom, The Piller of laughter.  The prince of Shajapur  the VIJAY THAKUR one of our Chuddy Buddies wish you lots of love and hugs and joyful returns of the day Bhai ❤️. Coming to know about the chap with unique voice texture and funny gestures was a big item in itself.🤩 That was our very first night at Pratap House after admission at LNCPE in 1991. In late night our doors were banged, seniors asked all first year juniors to assemble in the common room immediately for the introduction. Clan, to which the Killer belong Introduction? We could immediately figure it out that Introduction was an acceptable respectful name given to the rituals which were known elsewhere as RAGGING . Unwillingly, looking each other's faces full of apprehensions, we made our way to the common room. In common room we were made to sit on ...

Ramesh Mishra Pandit ji the sensational Kanpuria character Happy Birthday Bhai

 


Ramesh Mishra Pandit ji the Makkhan Mix my Favourite Tharki Character


Complete Mishra Ji 😍

Ramesh Mishra Pandit ji the sensational Kanpuria character full of sweetness and makkhan mix talks, expert in twisting and turning the already twisted situations effortlessly, a frequent visitor of Golu at Pratap House,

You never know when and what Pandit ji would do with you and before you could think he would disappear 🤗

Me n Doval in protection of 3 Kanpuriya Commandos in 1991😎


You all must be knowing that how huge the population of Kanpurias was there at LNCPE Gwalior, and Each and every Kanpuria was a weird but passionate unique masterpiece.

While visiting Golu, he would keep analysing and exploring our moods and minds. Soon he too got infected with tharki elements of Pratapian. He started getting closer n closer to Pratapian, he had got completely penetrated inside us without letting us know.

Recovering from Tiredness

At LNCPE sometimes the schedule of weekdays used to be so tight and tiring that by the arrival of Sunday body used to get almost break down and would get badly infested with lots of fatigue and exhaustion caused by the overload of intensive training. Pain oozing out from all over, the body would refuse to move at all. 

So regaining the best possible recovery of body and mind used to be the immediate target for the Sunday. 

Who else but Mishra Ji, who can hold so many beauties around him 🤘


In winters, at Pratap House or any other house, every Sunday used to be a National Day of Giving Massage or Getting Massaged. 

Everybody would get Massaged by his partner then in return he will give massage to his partner. 

On sunny Sundays, to rejuvenate the completely worn-out and torn-out body and mind, combination of vigorous full body massage with lots of mustered oil and lots of sleep was a time tested remedy adopted at LNCPE Gwalior since ages

Fitter n Better



Praveen Solanki aka Pahalwan was father of art of massage. He had brought the art of massage in the world of Tharki kids.  Getting exhausted body well massaged under the bright sun was the best gift one could've presented to his body in winters.

In winters, on any sunny Sunday, in all hostels of LNCPE, on the badminton courts located between two wings of rooms, the Franchie clad boys having sunbath by laying faceup or facedown with their massaging partner mounted on them and massaging them hard all over the body with mustard oil was a priceless luxury what boys like me could afford without going to the beaches of Goa or Bangkok. 

Cost of those unparalleled luxuries was only a small amount that was needed to buy a small bottle of mustard oil. All knowledge of massage gained in Rehabilitative Physical Education Massage classes was practiced here.




Inverted Shava Asana  

Everybody must be knowing about Shavasan. 

Shavasana is the best exercise to spread the spirit of laziness around the atmosphere. It's also my favourite Exercise which I can perform for hours non-stop. But that day I came to know about inverted Shavasana.

Mishra's Tharkies @ the Base of Kutub Minar in the Jungle of Panchmarhi


On one wintry sunny Sunday, in the Pratap House, mattresses were laying on the badminton courts between the two wings of rooms. The Franchie clad boys with the well massaged and lavishly oiled body were laid up here and there all over the mattresses on badminton court. 

They were appearing like a bask of huge crocodiles basking in sun on the bank of Ramganga inside of the Corbett National Park. 

After a weeklong churning of body, I had enjoyed a good exchange of massage with my partner and now just enjoying a well deserved short nap in the wintry sun. The comfort of massage and coziness of wintry sun had got the short nap converted in to a hard sleep. I was lying face-up in my favourite Shava Asana posture,

Don't know how long it took me to realise that something was creeping and rubbing over my body with some sort of equal pressure on all parts of my body. That pressure on my body forced my eyes to open.

I found a face on my face and a chest on my chest, a stomach on my stomach, a shorts clad area over my Franchie clad area, legs over my legs and arms over my arms, this way my all body parts were under the same type of body parts of someone else, who was resting so authoritatively over my body as if I was his darling. 

My body was in the posture of Shavasana but the body resting over my body was in the posture of Inverted Shavasana. I felt like he had got melted over me as streams of some hot liquid was flowing from between of our bodies. It was totally hot n messy chip-chip & kich-kich between me and body over me. 😝

BTW that was nothing but only profuse amount of Sweet Sewat produced from some intense rubbing between both of us.

Don't think too seriously please 🙌

By looking at the level of instructor you can guess the level of pupils 😝


Surprised by such a heavy encroachment over my body I made a huge shout, the body resting over my body immediately came into a standing posture, Oh my God! he was my very own Tharki batchmate from Shivaji House, the Ramesh Chandra Mishra the Pandit Ji.

 I threw some classy slang over him, he ran away laughing and now from a safe distance he was smiling wickedly and said, "You are so sweet and soft, cuddling you made me feel too good yaar."

I cried back on him, "You too Brutus."

"You Tharki Pandit, you have made encroachment on the property which would belong to someone else after few years," I smilingly scolded him.

"She would be so lucky who'll get this property," he replied with wicked smile and then the Tharki chap disappeared.

Souvenir


A Kanpuriya chap being happily abnormal was as normal as a dog with coiled tail. They are always happy and crappy creatures.

Pandit ji I love you,

Anyway Ramesh bhai you are always amazing full of special Kanpuria flavour and flair,

Always a very happy wala birthday from my side, stay blessed, full of fun n pun.




  Dear Ramesh Mishra Bhai 
Thanks for staying in my heart and mind, 

You are my one of the most precious find,

Unforgettably yours,

i'm your friend of 
bit different kind 

Stay Loved, Stay Blessed 🙌

: VIJAY BISHT

Stay Blessed 🙏🙏🙏🙏



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  1. Ramnagar boy....Vijay Bhist......jaan of our group....keep writting.....hats off to ur memory dear

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    1. Thanks for reading it and responding 😊
      If I could know that who is this great responder 🙏

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    2. Thanks for reading it and responding 😊
      If I could know that who is this great responder 🙏

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  2. Birthday wishes to Ramesh. Bisht it's an amazing gift to Ramesh!
    From
    Rajeshree Shihag

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    1. So nice of you Ma'am
      It's always nice to listen from you 👍
      Thanks for having a look and feedback at the blog.

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  3. nicely written account of friendship

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