Gimme a single reason why I should not miss those four years??? If I sit down to sum up my phases of life then the most happening would be 2007-2011. What all I dint learnt and taught?? Gem of people were around me throughout.so different so varied culture we were a part of. One was from the assam n his roomie wud raise hands for chattisgarh. While the keralite too boasted of their spice legacy the biharis alwaz had their ego on sleeves. Guys from tata’s hub were full of lusture and toughness and those from the jharkand had it all when grey really made sound. No marks for guessing which native place I left here. You completely get dressed in the culture and soil of the place you spend a lot of time in. its like our second home and the feeling of at d end of day alwaz on the tip in those 4 years. Srikakulam to gaya was the boundary we were confined to. We all roamed and tripped withing this. Vacations and sem breaks were alwaz like a big project to wrap up. Initially no one was into e-ticketing and to go home we got to book tickets and a special day was assigned for that with all sort of pre planning. Who all will go?? How much one needs to pay? When we wil leave the campus and how?? Is thr any other appointment on the day with? And if yes then appointments can wait. Students life teaches to take care of everything and specially ur finances. We all hailed from middle-class and everyone want to save few bucks for all those happening which one cant discuss with their guardian who is sending them their expenses every month.there was a provision in our college though is almost everywere that during vacations college wil provide the students concession forms for booking sleeper tickets to go home. We all queued up with our travel partners as it was suggested to find out as many guys you can of the same route so that they can save paper and headaches. We got to travel 60kms for that and I never sought for that coz I knew that savings are not my cup of tea. Apart from once or twice I never had my tkts booked on time becoz all those were spent on partying and grooving with friends. I alwaz had to seek help from my friends or I should say they financed my travelogue. I was alwaz supported by all my friends, be it anybody they alwaz were thr when I needed some lessons to summarize (which was very rare and I don’t remember a single incident) or finance related or any miscellaneous event. Best friend and friend was the only concept which till date I could not het into my head. Though one thing is very true that all are not same for us, some dearer and others dearest. I too had d same scenario with me. but I would categorize honestly. Mind you I am sharing my personal feelings and no way some sort of “self-help” lessons for anyone. One group was with guys I was possessive about. Another was with I alwaz had ego and attitude conflict n last but not the least was “words would never tell you, how special are you!!! Look into my eyes” typo. For d last one I was very emotional. We both knew what we have behind the scenes and how much we care for each other without making sound. We never spoke of each other’s importance in our life but it showed without observing. But ya I must mention that I alwaz expressed that.their importance in my life when I was drunk. On any given day if I have gone thru any conversation or some exchange sort of business with any guy then I would ask him to come with me to pub were I would after 2 or 3 pegs are down start getting emotional and wet with tears. Even I would say them, “don’t think I am drunk”. And when we both are drunk then waaah!! That scene was not worth missing for all. We both would plan so many outings and holidays till we come over hangover that it will sound and smell of homosexuality. Darooo alwaz made me go nostalgic and yeah it made me Shakespeare as well many times but this was almost with everyone but I was used to avoid being in senses.
Lets sum up some of the moments which if shared would
bring shine in our eyes and watering mouths. Lets start with my very first grand gala drinking feast. Yup it was 2008, 2nd august, my bday. Everyone knew that this day is gonna make the guys jhoom jhoom and bingo!!! Okie, it was a rainy day I guess and I made things clear to all that my party is confined till drinks and no lunch. Okie the venue was tarini, our fav hangout place. On the first floor there was a big verandah space with windows and chairs with tables. I alwaz preffered that place coz of it was spacious and gave secured vibes. We were 10 guys for the drinking feast and it was like drink till u die. After we wrapped up from thr we went on our fav spot or u can say square. It was the meeting place for the couples, batchelors or bewadaas. Most happening place in 100km radius with loads of shops which were full of wateva stuffs one wud need of daily course. So after drinking everytime we all headed to that square and nautankis and confessions would be on roll alwaz. That was Sunday so whole college was in town for their respective needs. Though I shud not mention this but just to describe it with clear space I am. That was our first year so we were not much friendly with our batchmates from other region and not very open to seniors as well so around 20 of us belonging to a common place packed that square with their photo session poses. We all were drunk and njoying a lot. I do have those pics posted in my album at facebook. That was the only occasion o had some snaps and that also to load in my facebook album as I dint had much pics. With different poses and groups and locations we had a nice time with zooming lenses. It was well past 9 at nght when we returned and the most awesome thing was that I had to shift my room to another hostel that very night. We wasted our money as carrying suffs to hotel 3 made us sweat and that’s it for the day and ya in morning no one had any hangover type feelings. I cant share each and every moment I went to drink coz everytym was a new skit after drinking and the frequency was very very pacy. My equation with warden was like “dare u punish me”. I still thank my warden panigrahi sir for not calling my dad. All the scenes I created after drinking was more than enough to force anyone to complain to my parents but just coz of my behavior he never went ahead to take any action. Ya undertaking seemed to be our birth right and one would say “thank-god” only undertaking. Whatever I did was confined till few words on a paper and clipped in a stick file only not to be taken care of in future. And my dialogues were simple like “I wont repeat whatever I have done today”, hey dude u raped or killed or wat u did?? But warden sir never noticed. He was like drink everyday but don’t create scene and I was initially okie with that but when we got the senior tag it was like drink but don’t enter the campus gate. Juniors were an easy prey for me each time I got drunk and they had no option apart from “le lo sirjee”. Each time I was drunk I cried. Be it with kuns,ladus,kauas,karus,akkis or anyone. Whoever met me first he wud have to listen to me and gimme a shoulder to cry. And that would be something like open book.
One thing I would confess that just coz of I was drunk I called ruchi and made her my sister. I had crush on her but I took care of that bond till last day.everytime on cell someone would be there on other side to take my nuisance and next morning I would ask kunal or my roomies about what all I did last night?? I would enter to some room and with tears in my eyes I would hug them and prove that how important they are for me and I am incomplete without them. The truth day was alias name of the day I got drunk. I wont lie after drinking and I wont speak in hindi as well. Perhaps this made my English spoken strong. Everytime a new drama and new issues. Even many times I had issues with gurls, accusing them of something which sounded like “I am a great lover who tolerates ur antiques”. If am not able to speak my heart out on normal days and had many things cropping in my mind then I would make the drinking day a judgement day. What good it did I don’t know but ya it did ruin many things for me. I never wanted to sit with wide open eyes. My life was lake of uncertainities that I couldn’t bear the hard truth of my life. I had no achievements but ya loads of lessons I had back then. Drinking made my strong bond weaken with my friends and at tyms I would just hit myself. I was famous for my anger and hot head and listening no or something which is not happening according to my wishes was enough for me to pour fires. Even during cricket if someone misfielded on my bowling then he would start saying sorry before I started. I did spoiled my cricketing career and stamina. Nothing ever went according to the plan but yeah I must say many time si did make the music follow my tunes.
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