Last days in college

Desires were out to be thrown and the black was worn. 3 batches together got the grade to be called future engineers. Clad in the Samrat Kilvis attire we had just received from the concerned, Sandy Sir was our cheer leader and we were roving around the big funny auditorium. Banauda sir was busy doing his own stunts though similar to Yana’s for Babuji … and the night was the blender’s pride all the same for drinks, BC and just fuck*** core damn dance. I had gone with Khulbe and Devli to Bamrada’s restaurant for the pegs under the sky, which was never changed in those 4 years, staring and laughing at us and a true vigilant of the suckers. We had sleeping arrangements in NBH hostel for a good sum of big buddy bucks. Again came the pegs in picture and it was Khulbe who got me much more than I could ever manage to swallow. It seemed to have no ends and I could listen people shouting…some people were outcrying as well..God knows for what reason may be the all private emotions with the college and the colleagues…Then I just remember Suchir helped me to puke out the glory out of a struggling stomach. Sachin Joshi was been a big sanjosh along with several others to do the nasty try of vomiting…Next day was the convocation and I could feel a complete burst of madira drops inside. Finally I had to finger..(I hate fingering though..) inside my mouth and get the dust out as possible. The pride moments were never far and we got our degrees, and those moments got trapped by several cameras and we were now legal demolishers (so called engineers) to annihilate the world with our lethal technologies…

The biggest moment of my college days was yet to come. Most of the new born engineers had left the college for good but some had a liitle more interest to dwell further in the GBPEC hostels. I had my delicate reasons as the mark sheet was to be corrected by bearing them 100 bucks.(Believe me it was a good money at college time to just throw for correcting their mistakes). We stayed there for 4 years, our love, our family our friends, our everything was that small campus and when it came for one night stay, the college staff had their fuck*** reasons for us not to stay anymore…..it was damn crazy…Somehow we managed as we had done throughout those days.

Shail (short name) was one of the guys who could enjoy till the end of dooms day and so it happened. He was one of the refugees in NBH hostel and getting sips of last minute drops of the heavenly drinks, of course these drinks were heavenly and made us feel to be Lord Indra in the beautiful clouds of Pauri hills. There was a sudden knock on the door and shail opened with passion….In front were not the Gods and he too was not a devotee. There stood 3 malicious teachers out side the room and banging for their sucking way of life. They wanted a pretty damn reason for staying in a junior’s room without an authorized permission from these builders of the earth..But alcohol always works and the OH part of it brings the life back even in the dead chaps..Shail started arguing and there was a slap sound within no seconds. Shail was hit by one of those Tridevs. Banauda Sir rushed from the near room with a knife in his hands…God it was not going to be a brutal History again. One of those Tridevs shouted it was not he who committed this crime…Everyone was shocked and the teachers were lil pissed off but more scared to death in front of their eyes.

It had always been Top down but a bottom up was never anticipated and imagined. Kukreti came along with other guys in a jeep booked from Pauri market and the teachers thought it was a gangsters group about to shoot them for winning performance as of future Bindra in Beijing’08. I was with Brij Bhandari and BD at that time and there came Mr Ravi Kumar…One of the teachers asked where he was heading towards..”Mandir ja raha hoon, chalna hai kya?”. It brought more frustration to them and one said this is not a discipline and then answer came “Gaa** mein le lo descipline”…There was no chance for any rhetoric performance for the Tridevs and they decided better to get lost in the jungle for ever and for ever and for ever…..

I remembered Mahabharat and felt it to be a true saying for "Yada Yada Hi Dharmasya…."