Smoking pot, sitting in the room T-106, Surti looking around for some more CAPSTAN hoping that he would find some cigarette butts. Ganja Mohan (The Don) busy mixing the weeds and tobacco in his palm and feeling the eternal pleasure that only he or us involved in the session could understand.
You must be wondering it can't exactly be the beginning of the day for a typical common engineering guy but as you might already have found out we are no typical ones and no common man among us at all (not talking abt chota mota common man that ganja is This is real Indian common man).
This story takes place at the same time when other guys are jumping out of their bad, taking shower, some still reading their courseware with glasses on and so on. So anyway this is not the beginning of our day which starts normally in the afternoon or sometime in evening when we wake up, look around for a tooth paste, brush our teeth, Surti shines his shoes and comb his hair (I don't know if we can call them hair but anyway that is another topic) with Beedi stuck between his lips. Not a weekend so no bath today I'll have to search my bucket anyway or steal someone else's, search for a soap in friends room (or fiend's room does it matter?) but that's a whole big task I can't possibly do after last night's booze party.
I'm thirsty have to go to Doctor's room to get a glass of water. Water Filter (owned by kutte ka bal) is always full and ready to serve the thirsty people like us. That was the only one I could get access to with the least distance travelled. More over these guys are always there to discuss something weird n intersting and always have something to yell upon. And to add on to this, they have a nicer bathroom and toilet nearby with soap, mug, bucket and towel always ready. Get in there dirty n come out fresh, have a puff of Wills Navy Cut, (Smokers are all there. To name a few Doctor himself, Tau, Charsee, BD, Suchir, Gullu, Bhandari and a whole lot more). Oh man Naveen shop is right in front of us within our eye sight. U can just sit here doing nothing n gaze upon anybody (charming or not) and do a lot with your power of imagination (now this is one thing all of us in the group have in excess) and obviously hear Mr. Vashisth shouting n flinging (nobody knows why).
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Author - CSR
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