"Bus tumhare baap ki hai??" Encounter specialist was furious, seemed like there werent going to be any prisoners today.
"Why did you people have to ask them for a party? You should have given it first" he was in his usual form, I wonder what he could do for the Indian Cricket Team, if he were to be appointed as a coach. Nobody would be out of form ever, atleast he wont let them be. And next time, The Team was to travel, all the Fathers wwould have been accompanying their player sons.
"Call your father, I want to talk. And until your parents arrive, all of you are suspended" he said, banging his pen on the table, as if he was a High Court Judge who had just given a death sentence.
"Sir, please, sir dont do this to us, please sir.." we were standing outside The Chamber, just as we heard Aakash plead.
"Why shouldnt I? You people spoil the discipline, and set examples. Its our turn now to set an example."
"Sir you have got to believe me, this happens in every bus, every year!!"
We had slowly micro-inched our way back into The Chamber, to watch the 'Trial'.
"Really? Then why is it that only your bus incharge came up to me?" The Specialist had slipped, probably for the first time ever.
"I mean.. I mean why did a junior from your bus complained, and not from the other buses, if, what you are saying is true??" He tried to cover-up.
It was our Bus-Incharge, it had to be him. No junior had complained. It was starting to make sense now.
Vijay, during the party, had asked so many times, that we at least hand the Pig one sandwich. But we didnt. And now the Pig had thrown all of us in shit. It also explained why there had been no such complaints from other buses, as others had wisely fed their Incharges, while we chose not to do so. And now here we were, suspended and fined. I never had thought in my life, that a sandwich would cost me so dearly!!
"Sir.. even we had given similar parties to the Super-Seniors" Aakash wasnt gonna go down without a fight. Bravo!
"Then why didn u compl.. What did you just say? Super what??" Mr. Khurana had been 'prosecuting' violators maybe right from the day he could see. But the expression on his face said he had never come across a word like that during his Encounters.
Super Seniors? What the hell was that supposed to mean, only Aakash knew.
"Super-Seniors Sir!!" Aakash repeated.
"I have heard about this SuperMan, and even Nirma Super, but what is this Super-Senior" Khurana was scratching his head.
It was getting harder to control the laughter, not because of Khurana's wit, but because, probably it was one of those rare occasions when Khurana was clueless!!
"Sir, 4th year students are called that" Aakash tried to end the old man's miseries.
"Aa Ha! I thought so" He almost jumped out of his chair, as if his guess in CAT had gone correct.
"I dont want to hear what you did last year, I know what you have done this year and you will pay" Khurana declared, swinging his finger all across our faces, "Get out now and call your parents"
Over the next few weeks, Aakash, Hemant and Vijay's parents came and met with the Special Agent.He lectured them on his philosophies for precisely 2Hrs each! And at the end, he always asked the question, "By the way, whose parents are you??"
Needless to say, countless Encounters had taken their toll.
But, surprisingly, me and the others got away without having to call our parents. But had to pay the fines. Having been through the Second Encounter , I felt 'Bonded' to the college, and i still do.
I have funded atleast one pillar of the new girls hostel thats under construction!! I wonder if can take back the pillar and have a right to passage!!!
Friday, January 18, 2008
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