..... a tRaGicaL evEniNg.....

It’s a sound feeling to have some good responses for my first post. So I feel really excited to be back to blogging.....something I am really enjoying during my vacation.
This post is more about reminiscing memories of our college fest ........the one we attended when we were in 1st Yr. The last day slot was fixed for EUPHORIA.... (band).
..............But I want to share some of those Pre-euphoric moments we had while we were waiting for the Boom by their Dhoom (one of their hit song) . We were so much excited that - we finally ended up at a Bar trying to catch up with the mood. This time there was M wd two Ss (non deps) and me. None, among us was a regular, so we planned.... to stand on our own feet.... after the drink. Our conscious drinking soon get finished with some bottles of B*** and little bit of ******. But we were still smoking.
Sometimes, I think what had happened if I dint force them to sit for a while and lit Cig.........(After ending our drinks). Perhaps, I might not get these things to share.
So we were still covered in smoky clouds, all of a sudden someone shouted........
Prp sir. It was M (quick....as always) ....trying hard to conceal his nervousness.
He was there........our HOD sir, with two other HODs.
I felt like I was falling from height. We quickly hide our Cigs but still there were B*** mugs kept on the table and smoke coming out from our fists. The earth’s gravitational pull has increased, I thought. The half drowsiness and the shame for being caught like this were pulling my head downward. I dragged the cig pack from the table and slipped it to my pocket.
Suddenly something very funny happened. One S lifted the water jug to put the water into glass. But his hand was dancing........and we couldn’t help laughing.
It’s tough 4anyone to control him from laughing and after 3-4 pegs it is simply impossible. But we finally succeeded to confine our laughter to simple smiles. We waited for the bill, payed, and left for the exit. No one even dared to take a glance upon them.
Today forever I would recall that day as the day when I migrate to the other world, the world of notorious recognition.
What if..............they had punished us there and........and as a punishment, we were told to join their table.
Hmmmmmmm..............shhhhhhhhhh................
Sorry..........
I was full up to my quota.

...A narrow escape...

At least for me this was one of the amusing experience, I have ever had. Although I was not there where the incident took place, but with the facility like “Abbey-abbey pata hai kya hua”........................., its not tough to collect the information about all the happenings.

A day from 2^nd week of September 09............. as far as I remember.

The movements around the campus were not normal as a company was supposed to come for the 4^th yr guys. Some of my buddies...were doing something creative........(probably volunteering for tech-fest) with the junis. There was my roomy ‘S’ along with ‘M’ and ‘A’, Our hotshots but pretty cool guys, hovering between the departments. The most reverend, the most respected one of our Proffy was there to welcome them. They were not in proper college uniform....jss maintaining the legacy of seniors.

We the seniors find, wearing jeans with uniform’s shirt, quite helpful to get ourselves acquainted as seniors among the masses.

This Proffy, Let’s call him Mr. ‘X’, keeps a close watch on the rebels like these. I Dnno , has he something special or what but as far as I found , he has a good sum of affection with some special lot, and frankly speaking the lot belongs to us .

So he caught the guys, somewhere near Engg science dept.

“U guys.....come here”, he shouted.

Don’t u even bother to put proper uniform .

He asked for a piece of paper from their notebook to write down their names. S replied, “Sir! this one is my fair copy , I can’t give u the page”.

While I am yet to figure out any specific reason for ‘S’ being nonsense at that particular moment , what I have definitely figured out is that he almost had his head chopped off, at that moment.

M took a page from his notebook and handed him quickly, a quick fix. All of sudden, he (X) found something eye catching in the hand of S. There was a KARA (steel bracelet) one from the triplet we b***** some days back.

“What is it, put it out”, he said.

My mother has brought it from a temple and told me not to put it out, S replied.

I have hundreds of them, next was the Proffy to charge.

U put it out or should I call ur’s HOD.

The drama came to an end. S apologised and half heartedly put out the bracelet. We were waiting for some exciting stuffs from him and so he didn’t disappoint us. He came and told full story......of course with mixed spices. Now he is planning to ask Mr. X for his bangle...............ooops bracelet.