It’s December. It’s that time of the year when a mysterious fog envelopes the college. No, you can’t see it, but you definitely feel it in the air. Officially, the vacation for most of the college has begun. The entire college looks haunted and lifeless; the corridors are deserted and the silence is deafening. And yet, you can feel it; something is up. Inside a selected few rooms in the old and new buildings, people are working hard, putting in their lives and souls into a cause they believe in, and on the path of reaching even greater heights. Something is brewing in these rooms, and that something is what I like to call, Kranti.
For anyone even remotely associated with the Council/OC last year or this year, the phrase “Kranti Aane Wali Hai” might not entirely be alien to you. Like “Winter is Coming” is to House Stark and Ned Stark, “Kranti Aane Wali Hai” is to a few madmen in the Council, and I for one, am on top of that list, because I started it. And while “Kranti Aane Wali Hai”, might seem as a blatant rip-off of the “Winter is Coming”, it is much, much more than that. (Any takers for “Thandi Aane Wali Hai/Aa Rahi Hai” ? No? I thought so.) While you may not call it Kranti, I definitely believe you know what that feeling is.
Kranti is the feeling you get before Skream-Symphony. Walk into the Council Room, and you’ll see dozens of faces, glued to their laptops and phones, or in intense discussions. Scan the Insignia Room and you’ll always see people armed with paintbrushes, scissors and glue. The folks over at Rhapsody are mouthing their dialogues in full fervour. Gyrations and Neotons are going over the same step the umpteenth time to achieve that elusive perfection. Octavium is pouring in their hearts into perfecting their songs and the Shutterbugs are going over plans to capture the fests in their lenses in the best possible manner. All the sports teams are putting in extra hours of practice to raise their game on the highest level. The OG is teeming with enthusiasm and are ever willing to help out. But in the midst of all this, the possibilities of failure are endless. What if the plans don’t work out? What if the audience doesn’t like it? What if the audience doesn’t even show up? In the face of the myriad what-ifs and the pressure that increases by several notches with every passing day, the excitement that exudes from each soul trumps it all.
And walk into the Council Room, and you’ll see chaos and frenzy like never before. The room surprisingly manages to accommodate about 40 people, hustling and bustling in their full glory. Some keep making frequent trips to the Principal’s Office, some are permanently posted inside/outside the Dean of Student Affairs’ Office, some sneak in and out of the Old Building through the back exit, and some just keep running about everywhere; all of it for work purposes. But most importantly, the entire OC is camped inside that one small room. Intense discussions and heated arguments are a part of the routine. Mammoth disagreements over issues are buried within a minute and the next pressing matter is taken up for discussion. Breakfast, Lunch and even Dinner are had right in there. Sometimes, they are even skipped. People spend nights working in there. Flexes are used as blankets and bags as pillows. Sometimes people work so late in the night, they decide to spend the night at somebody’s place living close-by rather than going home. And then work still goes on till 4 or 5 AM, after which people sleep, or rather, fall asleep due to exhaustion. Or sometimes, even sleep is skipped. But whatever may be the case, the work starts the next day at the stroke of 9:30. Ask someone the last time they took a break, had the time to go out with friends or just sat down in a moment of peace, and most probably, they won’t have an answer. Chaos is such an integral part of life, normalcy seems highly abnormal. And ask them why they’ve sacrificed so much for this, and they’ll just give you a wry smile and get back to work. Because working for Skream-Symphony is much greater than just one single person and his or her sacrifices. Because it’s about each and every person associated with it, as a participant, an organizer or just a spectator. And that feeling, is the Kranti.
To build the Symphony Main Stage, it takes about 3 days. First, all the measurements are taken and the material is transported accordingly. Then the structure is built slowly and carefully. And then the lights, screens, sound and all other things are setup and then the wiring is done. But it takes only one day to deconstruct the Main Stage. So does that mean Kranti, the feeling that lingers around for about three months, of effort, dedication and perseverance, just vanishes into thin air after the 3 days of Symphony? Is that so?
It may take only a day for the Symphony Stage to be deconstructed, but it takes much more than that for the memories associated with it to be etched away. Because with each rendition of Symphony, the Kranti arrives, and it inspires more and more people to be a part of it. Symphony ends after 3 days of festivities, but it establishes much more. It builds a platform on which the next Symphony, one which will achieve even greater heights, will be built. So, whenever a Symphony happens, a Kranti arrives; and the seeds of the next Kranti, the very next Symphony, are also sown. And as long as this college values creativity and freedom of expression of every individual outside the confines of books in all forms, great things will be witnessed. Through thick and thin, through highs and lows, through the rush of adrenaline and through the standstill of tragedy, through the ecstasy of joy and through the dirge of grief, Kranti will always be there;
Kranti Aane Wali Hai.