whattalife-- Part 2 Heroes

I had to get back to my bhawan(hostel) soon. My eyelids stopped cooperating. The upper one was experiencing gravity while bouyancy was acting on the lower one. It was terrible for me. I had no other alternative. I had to sleep. So with a terrible cataclysm from all my body parts i wanted to go back and do one thing. SLEEP. I kept walking but every step seemed like a mile. So miles after miles I kept walking and walking and walking. "God why was Birla so rich? Why did he buy such a huge place to build a campus? Why is VK(my hostel) so far from C-Lawns? Why dont we have shuttles?" all these questions were ringing in my head as I walked. Finally I reached. That was an end of a miserable journey which lasted for just 10 mins but seemed like years together.

I entered my wing. Well I had become famous. All my wingies were waiting for me. Ah what a sight. Never did in all my Bitsian life did I recieve such a welcome. So drawing courage from nowhere I went straight to my room and latched the door. Within no time I was asleep.

"Ha Ha Ha.. tala the freak... almost got caught by a prof... and not to forget the adventurous jags".. I could hear people talking at a distance. "What????" I thought that I was the most famous(or notorious) person after yesterdays incident. But to my surprise I found that I wasnt the one who was talked about. So I woke up to look at my watch. What the hell?? I have been sleeping for almost 7 hrs. I went to join the lacha(common term used for gossip) which unfolded the whole story for me.

I got drunk the last nite. Very badly. That I was unconscious and was helped by my frenz to a room where I was sleeping happily. And when this was happening with me. JAGS and TALA were upto something else. They got drunk and were on a high. They dint know what they were doing. One of them went and sat on the middle of the road and diverted all the vehicles coming. The other won the contest of freaks by stopping a profs car and went and talked to him. So both were trying to prove that they were the biggest freaks ever. I dont blame them for this because they always tried to compete with me in being the biggest freak ever when drunk. Anyways jags won the title. All this was noticed by the very diligent chowkis (watchmen) who reported this to the supri(person in charge of the hostel). By the time supri came we(myself, tala and others who got drunk) were sleeping in one room. Supri came and banged the doors of all the rooms. Gopi the victim of all the causes woke up. He was asked to show the drunk people. And the names of people who could not even stand were noted. Fortunately or unfortunately even my name was noted. When all this was happening, the man whom no one is scared of but acts as if they are scared-- the warden, came. He was scolding gopi for not having informed him when his wingies were getting drunk. Gopi couldnt take it for long. He gave back a bold reply "Sir why r u scolding me? I was the one who got them back safely." and before he could complete the sentence warden's hand meets gopi's cheek with a resounding effect.

My frenz were narrating all this to me and the chowki came for me with a message saying that the warden had called me. Ok fine I was waiting for this. Afterall I am a celebrity now. I wanted people to know me somehow or the other. So this thirst for fame quenched and i was elated. "Tell the warden that I am a little busy now and I would meet him whenever i feel I am free" was what I wanted to tell the chowki. But that would make me known even to the Director for all the wrong reasons. So without a word I moved. As always I had company. This time our clique was present. Oh I am overwhelmed, estatic, exuberant. Well the truth is I am not. Here comes the person who wanted to meet us. And the kind of speech that I got from him was something unexpected and of course boring.

He started off with a sad story of his own. Then it somehow came to the point where he called gopi, smarty's neice. I was like "where the hell am I? what the hell is saying? and why the hell am i listening to all this?". I was filled with resentment. Finally everything got over. His long and tiresome speech got over. We were about to leave. And smarty said "Sorry Sir!!". Gone!! The warden started off "You shouldnt be saying me a sorry.................................................." and minutes passed like the dots and I was reaching a point where I wasnt sane anymore. Somehow this era has ended. An epoch i should say.

What a hell of a day? It ended and I am glad it did. History books would one day or the other mark this as a BLACK day. Taking comfort from the only thing that the day has ended I went back to my bhawan.