The Story

This is story is a series of fictional events about a north Indian guy and his south Indian journey. My aim here is to entertain you by narrating some interesting and hilarious incidents.

I have no intentions of making racial remarks or hurting anyone, if I may do so accidentally then I apologies.

P.S - Movie makers will be prosecuted if they make movie on this story without my permission :D

Note:- I have not read Chetan Bhagat's 2 States, mind it.

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Showing posts with label Pain. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pain. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Chapter 22: I flunked

 

I was down in the dumps; I was lost and was wrecked within. I wasn’t alive nor was I dead but there was something which did not allow me to fix the situation, the faith. She wasn’t ready to listen to me but she chose to trust someone over me who was a complete stranger. I just wanted to get sloshed but being a student you don’t get luxury to get wasted on break-ups. So in pain I went to have tea at Vidhyarthi Bakery. The bakery where the enchantments of Tea and butter bun will overpower your will and freedom. The place where I discovered the most innovative burger, “Deem Butter Bun”, a bun heavily dosed with butter with 2 half pieces of boiled egg squeezed in the middle; I just have three words to portray it,

delicious

Amazing Amazing and Amazing

I was miserable and when you are disheartened you must do the thing you like the most, I eat. So you can distinguish how sad I was lately Winking smile. But let me tell you a thing very undoubtedly that if you know Deeps then you would know that it’s impracticable to rupture relations with her; in fact it’s impossible unless she does not want to stay in relation with you; in that case you will never even realize that you are no longer Deep’s friend Angry smile

It was about 30 minutes into our first break-up and out of the blue my phone rang. The phone was flashing “Deeps”, I was infuriated and anxious so I just answered the call,

“Hello”

“Hi”, she spoke

“What is it ?”, I acted as if I am in rush and not interested for a conversation

“What are you doing”, she asked in a pale tone

“Please come to the point”, I was already annoyed

“Nothing I just wanted to have a chat in general”, she said

“What !!! We just broke up half an hour before and you are behaving as if nothing has ever happened !! I nearly screamed

“No no that’s different and this is different”, she tried explaining

As soon as I heard that my brain stopped working and there was blood in my eyes, I was unable to speak, the only thing I could do was to hang up.

She tried calling me a zillion times but I did not answer. I wanted her to know that this relation can workout only if it has 2 way communication, there is no and there can never be 1 way. She then called out to NM who later came and discussed it with me. I still did not talk to her and wanted this condition to get matured in her head. Evening I called her up and asked what is that she wants and things were back on track like usual.

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It was a lab exam, the final lab exam. Situation was nervous, I was unruffled and Deeps was routinely panicked and petrified. In every examination we both used to be exact opposites but I guess my cool and her panic always worked out for each other. We went in and waited for the further directions. The procedure was straightforward, you go in and choose your destiny, pick up a chit from a stack of chits and that will determine your try out of the day. And I don’t know why Deeps always argued that I and Apsara always got easiest experiments all through our engineering !!! But I guess this was Deeps luckiest day. She picked up and the instant she opened it she was all cheered up as if some one has gifted her diamond necklace. She looked at me, we exchanged looks of contentment, a look which told us both that we will come out with flying colours. I started with my test, it was quite uncomplicated and easy. I had to connect the wires and had to keep changing parameter ‘A’ and make a note of the resultant parameter ‘B’ and then I had to draw a graph. On the other hand Deeps got the easiest one in which she had to connect wires and show the basic sine wave output in CRO,

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The wire connection was a piece of cake, so I was confident that she will get through it before me. But people say that if devil possesses your wits then how much ever simple thing you are aiming at, you will always do the opposite. I was very much confident that I had to vary ‘A’ and assess ‘B’ but I do not know what happened, I told myself, Lets do the reverse, lets Measure ‘B’ and note down ‘A’ and I continued.

After a while the in-house evaluator came in and when she saw what I was doing she was struck with horror, she said you are doing exactly opposite of what you should be doing. As I was possessed by the evil spirit; instead of listening to her, I enlightened her why “what I am doing” is correct !!! She heard me and heard me one more time and left with a Go-To-Hell look. This wasn’t it, now the external assessor came by and he saw my set of connections and said the identical thing which I must tell you that external evaluators NEVER do. But how could I had paid attention because to me both of them were out of their mind,

And they call them teachers …. Huh

I completed my experimentation and I was about to go for the viva (the last step of the entire procedure) and I saw Deeps, under attack by her experiment,

That’s weird!!!

It was time to assist her, it was already 2 hrs up in the assessment and she wasn’t even on track. I adjusted myself next to my setup so that Deeps can see me but examiners can’t. I gestured at her asking what the trouble is. She signaled back saying that she does not know how to attach the CRO chord to the CRO !!!!

What … !!! What … !!! Come again !!!! WTF ….. You are trapped at THAT !!!

Each experiment incorporated CRO so it should have been a sure thing. It was like every time you go to cook food, what do you do foremost, you turn on the burner. She did not know how to turn on the burner. And icing on the cake was her fright. She was about to shed tears when I calmed her down from far by indicating her that I will help her out. It was my Dumb Charades skills that worked out that day and I signaled her entire experiment. According to the examiner she got the most excellent output in that batch. I was reassured and now stepped forward to my viva. Both the evaluators were already pissed with me, they asked me hardly any questions which I replied confidently, both of them asked the last time, if I want to go back and modify what I have written and done, I without any faltering replied a BIG NO. So they asked me to disappear. I came out and the moment I came out I become conscious, as if I was no longer possessed by the demon. I grasped what I did but it was very late. I saw Apsara coming,

“How was your test”, she asked with a smile

“Not bad, I will flunk though”, I replied and walked away with a sarcastic smile on my face for the idiocy I just managed to pull off.

Chapter 22: I flunked

 

I was down in the dumps; I was lost and was wrecked within. I wasn’t alive nor was I dead but there was something which did not allow me to fix the situation, the faith. She wasn’t ready to listen to me but she chose to trust someone over me who was a complete stranger. I just wanted to get sloshed but being a student you don’t get luxury to get wasted on break-ups. So in pain I went to have tea at Vidhyarthi Bakery. The bakery where the enchantments of Tea and butter bun will overpower your will and freedom. The place where I discovered the most innovative burger, “Deem Butter Bun”, a bun heavily dosed with butter with 2 half pieces of boiled egg squeezed in the middle; I just have three words to portray it,

delicious

Amazing Amazing and Amazing

I was miserable and when you are disheartened you must do the thing you like the most, I eat. So you can distinguish how sad I was lately Winking smile. But let me tell you a thing very undoubtedly that if you know Deeps then you would know that it’s impracticable to rupture relations with her; in fact it’s impossible unless she does not want to stay in relation with you; in that case you will never even realize that you are no longer Deep’s friend Angry smile

It was about 30 minutes into our first break-up and out of the blue my phone rang. The phone was flashing “Deeps”, I was infuriated and anxious so I just answered the call,

“Hello”

“Hi”, she spoke

“What is it ?”, I acted as if I am in rush and not interested for a conversation

“What are you doing”, she asked in a pale tone

“Please come to the point”, I was already annoyed

“Nothing I just wanted to have a chat in general”, she said

“What !!! We just broke up half an hour before and you are behaving as if nothing has ever happened !! I nearly screamed

“No no that’s different and this is different”, she tried explaining

As soon as I heard that my brain stopped working and there was blood in my eyes, I was unable to speak, the only thing I could do was to hang up.

She tried calling me a zillion times but I did not answer. I wanted her to know that this relation can workout only if it has 2 way communication, there is no and there can never be 1 way. She then called out to NM who later came and discussed it with me. I still did not talk to her and wanted this condition to get matured in her head. Evening I called her up and asked what is that she wants and things were back on track like usual.

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It was a lab exam, the final lab exam. Situation was nervous, I was unruffled and Deeps was routinely panicked and petrified. In every examination we both used to be exact opposites but I guess my cool and her panic always worked out for each other. We went in and waited for the further directions. The procedure was straightforward, you go in and choose your destiny, pick up a chit from a stack of chits and that will determine your try out of the day. And I don’t know why Deeps always argued that I and Apsara always got easiest experiments all through our engineering !!! But I guess this was Deeps luckiest day. She picked up and the instant she opened it she was all cheered up as if some one has gifted her diamond necklace. She looked at me, we exchanged looks of contentment, a look which told us both that we will come out with flying colours. I started with my test, it was quite uncomplicated and easy. I had to connect the wires and had to keep changing parameter ‘A’ and make a note of the resultant parameter ‘B’ and then I had to draw a graph. On the other hand Deeps got the easiest one in which she had to connect wires and show the basic sine wave output in CRO,

cro

The wire connection was a piece of cake, so I was confident that she will get through it before me. But people say that if devil possesses your wits then how much ever simple thing you are aiming at, you will always do the opposite. I was very much confident that I had to vary ‘A’ and assess ‘B’ but I do not know what happened, I told myself, Lets do the reverse, lets Measure ‘B’ and note down ‘A’ and I continued.

After a while the in-house evaluator came in and when she saw what I was doing she was struck with horror, she said you are doing exactly opposite of what you should be doing. As I was possessed by the evil spirit; instead of listening to her, I enlightened her why “what I am doing” is correct !!! She heard me and heard me one more time and left with a Go-To-Hell look. This wasn’t it, now the external assessor came by and he saw my set of connections and said the identical thing which I must tell you that external evaluators NEVER do. But how could I had paid attention because to me both of them were out of their mind,

And they call them teachers …. Huh

I completed my experimentation and I was about to go for the viva (the last step of the entire procedure) and I saw Deeps, under attack by her experiment,

That’s weird!!!

It was time to assist her, it was already 2 hrs up in the assessment and she wasn’t even on track. I adjusted myself next to my setup so that Deeps can see me but examiners can’t. I gestured at her asking what the trouble is. She signaled back saying that she does not know how to attach the CRO chord to the CRO !!!!

What … !!! What … !!! Come again !!!! WTF ….. You are trapped at THAT !!!

Each experiment incorporated CRO so it should have been a sure thing. It was like every time you go to cook food, what do you do foremost, you turn on the burner. She did not know how to turn on the burner. And icing on the cake was her fright. She was about to shed tears when I calmed her down from far by indicating her that I will help her out. It was my Dumb Charades skills that worked out that day and I signaled her entire experiment. According to the examiner she got the most excellent output in that batch. I was reassured and now stepped forward to my viva. Both the evaluators were already pissed with me, they asked me hardly any questions which I replied confidently, both of them asked the last time, if I want to go back and modify what I have written and done, I without any faltering replied a BIG NO. So they asked me to disappear. I came out and the moment I came out I become conscious, as if I was no longer possessed by the demon. I grasped what I did but it was very late. I saw Apsara coming,

“How was your test”, she asked with a smile

“Not bad, I will flunk though”, I replied and walked away with a sarcastic smile on my face for the idiocy I just managed to pull off.

Thursday, October 28, 2010

Chapter 13: Its my turn

Middle of 3rd semester expected joining of a fresh batch; new batch means freshers, meaning its payback time. One evening when I returned from the college I saw a new guy sitting in my room with his father. Hostel warden introduced them to us and gave assurance to his father that these people will take good care of him, which was quiet accurate, Me and Mahajan were just 2 humble guys who were looking for some true blood, that’s all. His father left with the warden to go back to the Bangalore City. It was just me and Mahajan who were left with Raman in the room. He was sitting on my bed and looked relieved after warden’s promise because we presented ourselves harmless puppies with innocence dripping out of our faces.

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Sir aap kaha se hai(Where are you from), he asked me while he pushed his arms back on the wall and tried to get comfortable with his new buddies after his father left.

Kyo ?? Thane me report likhwayega ?”, (Why ?? Do you want to complain about me to the Police ?) I barked with intense sadism in my eyes.

He was in an instant state of a kick in the teeth, people who were so kind to him a minute before are unexpectedly turned into dementors !!! His smile washed out and he abruptly sat straight up as he looked at me while I bolted the door.

Aray sir kya hua ?? Mera matlab wo nahi tha(I am regretful and I did not imply that what you are thinking), he cried in a convincing tone

Abay saale pehle to khada hoke baat kar(You Ass, Stand up at once and then speak)

He got up in shock, Raman recognized what was going on and in a little while he started responding to us. He knew if he will respond as we say then only he can get away with slightest damage.

He was our opening prey and since we were also new to this, we did not do much to him but after some extreme sessions with Raman we become skilled at it. The necessary thing to remember in ragging is to establish that you are the most livid person alive and secondly, yell for each and everything. Soon when there were loads of juniors in the hostel we trained them to acknowledge us the moment they see us, Good-morning, Good-afternoon and Good-evening. The ragging gatherings were getting severe day by day, some of us just wanted a first-class evening amusement whereas some hunted for hard core reprisal.

Each sundown we distributed a small amount of juniors among our groups of dementors. Today we were having a contest amid 3 juniors from Bihar. The competition was to abuse the ceiling fan to the degree possible in one minute. It kicked off well with Bodybuilder who abused fan so roughly that if that fan had any hearing capabilities then that fan would have committed suicide in high voltage vicinity!!

A 4th junior stood in one corner of the room and was laughing in Sin Wave !! Puzzled ? SinX, CosX !!! Ringing any bells !! So the fourth junior, Dutta, was performing like this,

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With each Sin wave cannot be of more than 4-5 seconds long that means he would giggle for 2 seconds and then weep for next 2, Creepy !!

Second contestant for the abuse challenge was Mishra, He started with,

Kutte, Kamine, Gadhe(Dog, Rascal, Donkey), what I comprehend was a sweet and tender tone with true love for the fan apparent in his eyes

Abay gaali de raha hai ki Pyaar kar raha hai, Gaali de(Are you abusing or making love to the fan ?) I screamed deafeningly

Kutte, Kamine buuuuu hhhuuuuuuu uuuuuuu” he started weeping like a small baby or a 16 year old college girl when she finds out that she is been dumped after very first date !!!

While people were busy in cursing the ceiling fan someone swung open the door and a fresh junior pierced in and declared,

Hi Guys, I dropped one year and I am your batch mate”, he waved at us and gave an enormous smile.

We dementors looked at each other and barely understood what and why he did that but we gave each other a gigantic smile, following that evening Mondal, who claimed to be our batch mate was serving bread jam and bread butter to every Dementor in their room while he recited “Sorry Sir” every time he handed out a piece to a dementor. Mondal you rocked our world that day, I can never forget that day, you ass Rolling on the floor laughing

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One evening I came back to the hostel, I was crimson in colour because I was fuming, I was angry because she liked Sammy. I could not let her go and I was annoyed with myself that I was allowing it to occur but there was nothing I could do.

I thumped the door as I entered in my room and there was Mahajan with the latest junior, Sheetle, they were bonding because they were from the same locale, Himachal Pradesh. Everything was going great which was apparent from their bright faces until I entered. I gazed at him and he did not say a word, I went fanatical and bellowed,

Abay aur kitni baar samjhana padega ki har baar wish karna hai(How many more times do you want instructions on greeting ?)

Tum log sab sar pe chad gaye ho, Lagta hai sabki dhulai karni padegi(I think I will have beat the shit out of you guys)

I did not know what I did or how spiteful I looked and sounded but those 2 lines were very efficient as I had managed make my first victim whimper. He cried like a widow on her husband’s memorial service, perhaps because I spat my rage on him and he was just a day old in the hostel, was traumatized a bit by the ragging and was shoddily suffering with homesickness.

In middle of all that my endurance was started to give up, I could not hold it inside me anymore. I wanted to split open in front of her but I could not, I could not recognize what was preventing me, Fear ? I don’t think so, I am not afraid of anyone !!! I had to meet her.

We had to get some notes Xeroxed in Jayanagar 4th Block. We met at Jayanagar bus station. She came and I saw her, she waved at me and my heart screamed from inside, 

Mannnnnnn what are you waiting for, You will curse yourself for your entire life if you will not tell her,

She looked as gorgeous as always, her beauty was in her minimalism and the way she used to carry herself. She was an 18 year old spoiled brat with tom boyish characteristics and yes I fell for those very features. She was no typical girl and for records I neither was/is a very regular guy.

We went to the Xerox shop, it took precisely 35 minutes, 368 pages and around 110 bucks. From last few days I was finding it very tricky to focus on what she is saying, I rather liked to gaze at her while she talks. Whenever she spoke it felt like each word is like a pearl.

After Xeroxing it was time to say goodbyes because it was getting late. We stood at Yediyur bus stop and my heart started pounding all of a sudden because my heart made a choice against the will of my brain. It took a split second for me to recognize what my sub-conscious mind has just determined and I agreed no more that it’s now or never, I turned towards her and said,

Hey can I ask you a Question ?

She looked at me and she said “Yes go ahead

This is it, I took a deep breath and said ……. to be continued

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Chapter 12: The Pain

     2nd semester results were out and everyone did pretty well Rolling on the floor laughing. But Deeps was struggling a bit in mathematics School. In first 2 semester she got middling grades which was tarnishing her overall end result. I sensed that and as a good friend I wanted to lend her a hand in these rigid circumstances. I began training her in mathematics whenever we got time, in college canteen or at the temple in the college. But that seemed not sufficient because we used to get very little time after attending all the regular lectures. So we begin to extend a bit and used to leave college a little late. She also told in her house that there are some extra classes and as a result we were getting generous time on Saturdays and on weekday holidays. I liked it because this way I could spend extra time with her Red heart. All of it did not go well because Hitler sensed that something is not right. She asked Deeps what is going on and what is the exact explanation of you coming late from college and going to the college when there is no college? She had to put in the picture the truth, she could not lie any longer. She told the complete state of affairs that she needed help out for her studies. Next day she came to the college and dropped a bomb on me by saying that,

“This cannot go on to any further extent”

“Why?” I asked frantically.

“I had to tell my mom everything and she does not like it at all”

“So who will be coaching you from now on?” I asked curiously.

“You”

“What!! How??” I was petrified Don't tell anyone smile for an instance.

“My mom said that you can come home and teach”

I could not believe what I heard, Hitler approved a guy inside her house to coach her daughter, Brilliant!!! Open-mouthed smile

Anyways I started going to Deep’s house to give her some lessons on mathematics, we used to study from morning till evening and then I used to go back to the hostel. I was finding it hard to tell her about my feelings for her because if she does not think the same then I will lose her forever. Whatever bond of friendship we have between us will not be the same.

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I had to be very certain about this, so I chose to wait patiently for the right time. Teaching her in her house was fun for both of us but I guess Deep’s mother did not like it and was disappointed on her choice of allowing me to teach Deeps. On one fine day Deeps updated me that her mother is not cheerful about this whole set-up. She has just one hesitation, why the hell someone will come from 20 kms to their house to train their daughter at no cost!!! She was convinced that something was going on between us, she got this suspicion A LOT and yes she was spot on but only to some extent. I was accepting all this soreness with delight because I liked her and could have done anything for her but she regarded me as only a friend,

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“Please do not come from tomorrow”, She requested me.

“Why what happened”

“My mom does not like you coming to our house”

“But she is the one who allowed me in!!” I was little agitated.

“I know that but she believes that something is happening between us”

“Oh come on, what do I look like? Loser

“No, she said that she does not want to hear in future that I want to marry you”

I nearly cried but I controlled in front of her. I left her house to never come back again and while leaving my heart was sobbing piercingly. I cried Crying face in the bus after I took off from her house. From the day I realized what she means to me, from that day every single thing that pointed in the direction of You-can’t-marry-Deeps destroyed me but I had to keep faith and trust in what I believe or else I will lose her. I was still comfortable that she still does not like any one and no one is after her. Was the situation in fact like this or was I careless enough to fail to notice things ??

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Something was making a horrific sound, what the hell is that!! I jumped out of my bed, I glanced around. It was my cell phone which was making a horrendous noise. Someone was calling me, what time is it!! It was 3 am!!

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Who the in the god’s name is calling me at 3 AM!! I saw the number and it was Deep’s house number, I was surprised, what the hell !! Anyways I responded to the call,

“Hello”

“Hi, It’s me”, Deeps murmured

“What are you doing up at this time ?” I snapped

“I had a dream about Sammy”

Who the hell is Sammy ?? I wondered.

And all of a sudden I remembered that from past few days she is been chatting about a guy from our senior batch in the college and there is this guy who according to her is the most good-looking in the college. Soon I grasped the situation and I froze, I did not want this discussion to go on because I knew where this conversation could go. But I had to carry on,

“What happened”, I asked with a heavy heart.

“I think I like Sammy a lot, I think I will propose him but I am terrified that he will say no”, She said in a very gloomy tone.

Tears started dripping out of my eyes.

“Its ok Deeps, I am with you, don’t lose sleep on this, if you really like him then I swear that I will see that you guys get together”

She was calmed after my assurance and hung up the phone but I could experience that my entire life has hung up on me.

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