Golden Days!

Sometimes..u have so much to write bout ...but when it comes to pen down…u don exactly know how 2 start….that’s y right now m in severe dilemma ..U mz b thinking hw cud b sm1 in severe dilemma jz bcoz he don know 4m where 2 strt.. But whn urs truly z concerned it’s a prob …a big prob..it cud lead to disasters.. Yeah…it cud!! Lemme quote an example…one of my fren went to a restaurant for his first date n returned back in 5 mins.. reason behind : 2 questions

First question: hw much tym we hv to stay here in this open space?

Second question: when will we leave for my room?

It’s all rubbish…those who say one shud b straight forward r morons…innocent laddu!! He shud have known this world z full of hypocrites…his innocence lead him 2 ask 2 questions…n wht ws de result??

Conclusion: 1 shud knw how to start.

Impressive beginin gives u a head start …but this z one thin urs truly z very bad at.. One thin??? Ok!! One of de thin…hmm…fyn almost everythin… man!! m tryin to talk 2 a gal 4m last one month.. but m nt able to strt a conversation coz m nt getting 4m where 2 strt…neways…cut de crap!

Last month I visited de city 4m where I did my engg …I was excited to go2 de city which envelopes de memories of most cherished time of my lyf.. my stay lasted jz 4 hours there…but reminiscence last ever….still remem de day when I entered de college first tym n de day when I had to leave de place…4 years….4 golden years…

Yours truly dreamed of all de stuffs one used to dream b4 joinin college…fun.. night outs.. gals.. fights.. groups n all…I was excited …. jz wanted my parents to leave as soon as possible…their presence can give me de title of champu baccha.. who z nt confident enuf to adjust in a new city by his own… I tried hard to stop dem 4m accompanying me to college but all in vain…man!! They shud have known bond was never accompanied by his parents…but as far as my general knowledge (which exhausts in my circle of frens..) says ..Indian parents r like tht only.. they always think their offspring to be de most innocent kid in de whole world who can be easily deceived or cheated.. man!! 4m which angle kallu ram can b innocent..

Kallu Ram’s CV starts like..

Name: Kallu Ram

Nick Name: Ramit Mishra

Achievements: suspended 5 times 4m coll for fightin, drinking n ….(censored)

Extra curricular: boozing, eve teasing..

Work ex: helped guys of diff coll for fights which they weren’t able to stand off..

And one day I discovered his mom n dad arguing with Hitler (our proctor) over innocence of their kallu ram who had mistakenly hit someone’s head with his cricket bat..

Later on I discovered even daanav’s (nick name: abhishek singh) parents came to drop him..

Anyways..soon they leaved…then I came 2 knw how hard it was for a 17 yr old to live without his mom…first thin I missed there was good food.. u can call that anything but not eatable…missed my mom a lot ..u may not believe but my frens know I hv very reserve type of nature..n I tlk very lil till m nt drunked.. So didn’t talked to ne1 first day....nxt day was day of ragging… have u ever gave a thought over de reason behind ragging?? I don knw exactly…but as far as reason behind our seniors z concerned.. I concluded they were very innovative n they want their successors to stand equal to dem.. first thin which drew my attraction was shapath…yeah!! we had to swear a shapath for following de traditions of our coll with due respect …can’t write it here [for de sake of sophisticated female readers (though they don really r but at least they pretend to be)]…tht was really awesome…even Wodehouse and Wells will feel jealous after reading the height of innovation in humor…hats off for de great author…

Second thing I appreciated was they were very strict on rules…we had to carry our identity card(unofficial 1) with us every time .. Possession of Id card with sexiest pic can award u a bit of relaxation in ragging…Chintu (nick name : abhinav my first fren@coll..). n I tried every brand but we never won de prize.. still remem how awkward it was to ask for identity card in a medical shop for de first time…we waited half an hour for de crowd to disperse…but I thin either whole of de city was ill tht day or this id thin z required at other places too…or may be that day has some special reasons ;) finally I asked for id card..(Chintu z shy enuf .. god knows how he will manage after marriage)..But tht idiot shop owner didn’t hear me for de first tym… I repeated…still remem tht disgusting look on his face.. It was embarrassing …my face went red…but for de Christ sake I wasn’t goin to give him explanations... suddenly I heard a voice explaining de reason behind our purchase…god damm it!! how cud I forget I was accompanied by one of de sincerest soul in de whole planet...man!!!every1 was watching us n I felt like to disappear …shop owner replied it's none of his business that why we r purchasin..…but our self assumed criminal Mr. Chintu wasn’t ready to leave till he prove himself to be innocent.. I literally pulled him to our bike to leave de place…

Still job wasn’t done.. This time I said chintu to keep his mouth shut..then we went to diff type of medical shops…small, medium, big,large,huge…Asking bout unique qualities was really awkward but all de brand names(pyar hua ikrar hua, for those who last long, extra. ) were not allowed as identity card…one of de shop owner even started arguing there zn’t ne diff in any of de brands.. Fuck’ol like we don knw...we were goin to be adult in just one year.. anyhow we managed two.. thnx to custom services for allowin Chinese brands at low tax rates…

We went to college (carryin Id card) with my near bout shoulder length hairs…I was in de hit list of seniors…just after first lecture a group of seniors came n asked 5 out of 60 students to follow them to senior’s hostel…need not to tell I was among the chosen lucky 1s …call to senior’s hostel was considered to be de worst thin which cud happen to a fresher.. n there z a tradition of hell lotta physical ragging in our coll…When we were about to enter the hostel gate I heard deafening cries of two types ..one of the predator’s n other of their preys…I didn’t knew what happened .. but I found my legs running towards parking.. few of predators ran behind me…but I was fast enough to caught by them. They had options of preys but I hv only life…

Few hours later we were in our hostel.. but those who were caught in butchery’s returned by 2 in night..no1 slept to hear de ragging story… Censored….(again for de sake of descent readers who don like to read objectionable things).. but one strange thin I noticed in all de pairs of horrified eyes of poor victims of ragging was… instead of sleeping after dere harsh session they were searching something…I asked few of dem but they didn’t said nethin.. After half an hour one of de victims came to my room n asked for help in searchin some1 n said to keep de search confidential.. I was about to sleep but I replied in affirmative n promised to keep de secrecy…then he gave me de description of de target..

Name: Anonymous

Batch: ours

Height: 5’10

Complexion: fair

All of de given info leaves us with at least 50+ guys.. n we have been together hardly since 30 hours…so probability of finding our target was very low…lest we have personal security number of tht guy n we belonged to U.S… then he gave an additional info that cud narrow down de options to single digit and in those particular conditions(ragging period) may be in 1..

He has shoulder length hairs…fuck off n thnx heavens…were two sounds which came out of my heart at same instant…( stylo man’s parlor was de first stop of mine after I ran 4m de butchery’s..) ppl say social animals have advantages but for me it takes time to open up..if I wud have socialized with my batch mates last nite..I cud be easily spotted out…he told me they all were given a single assignment to search de guy with given description …he didn’t knew de reason for search..rather they were thinking it’s an exercise to waste their time… and assignment’s answer z no1 z stupid enuf to come here wth shoulder length hairs…I supported de logic of one of de self assumed genius who suggested the assignment to be a mind game.. He had taken one month commando training from his elder brother to face ragging.. He gave few examples of his smart answers during ragging…I swear answers were so stupid..Anyhow I managed to cntrl my feelings to laugh…

I didn’t went to coll for next week…our self assumed genius got few slaps after his logical answer…but he still believed seniors rn’t ready to accept a genius had solved de puzzle…ragging was on its extremes…sometimes I felt like we are criminals of murder who instead of getting capital punishments r sent to victim’s family.. those assholes tried every shit they can try…

I m not a gentle soul 4m any angle but I was never in favor of ragging.. I think only frustration leads some1 to take ragging.. That day I swear to myself I’ll never take ragging even in slightest form… after seeing de pathetic conditions of my batch mates I was upset.. I wished any angel to come n stop de cruel act of devils…an angel came…ragging stopped… n he disappeared in oblivion…

Then I wished he shouldn’t have come … I wished I cud take back my wish ..I was ready to stand for hours in one leg.. I was ready to face all de slaps by seniors.. I was ready to do anything.. any damn thing to see his face again… …still remem his sweet face…still remem his innocent smile while watchin tom n jerry…still remem de song he sung playin antakshri … “ham rahein ya na rahein kal…yaad aayenge yeh pal”…still remem tears in his mother’s eyes.. Still remem his dad asking for his room ..still remem his dad touching his clothes …still remem his elder brother holdin his father …still remem de only sentence his brother said “y had he committed suicide?”….still remem the silence…silence of losing a dear one…

To be continued...