And it was time.
It was time for a newer generation to step foot in the college, It was my time to take the 'Intros'. I was elated to say the least. The new crop, however, turned out to be much more sport than i had actually expected. They were willing and sporting enough to do whatever we asked them to, well almost, everything.
Things were looking great and just about then somebody popped the idea,
"Hey guys, when are we going to get a party?" asked a level-3 Junglee to a level-1.
For the uninitiated, level-3 means 3rd year, level-2 2nd year and so on.
The poor chap had just finished his intro and was visibly tired, sensing troubled waters he wisely chose to stay away, he kept mum.
"Didnt you guys give us a party last year? Then why shouldnt these guys do the same this year?" He continued, looking towards us.
He had a very valid point.
We had thrown a similar party for our seniors and it was a kind of ice breaker, you tend to get more comfortable with each other after such casual interactions.
But, more importantly, it was a tradition.
So, everything was planned, who is going to bring what and so on. The day was fixed.
On the D-day, as the freshers started boarding the bus with bottles of Coke, packets of snack and other eatables, the Bus-Incharge looked troubled!
Our Incharge during those days was a guy whose name sounded like a gemstone and who looked like a Gangster straight out of some Rajnikant movie. He had this amazing ability of seeing with one eye closed, as if in some kind of hibernation mode. Nobody had ever seen his two pupils simultaneously.
The party began.
Everybody was having a good time, by everybody i mean the Junglee league and the freshers who had the heart to sit at the back.
We ran out of supplies as the bus neared college. Just in time.
Juniors were obviously on a high, feeling they had befriended the Devils.
During the lunch break, I happened to meet a level-2 brother of mine, who was sweating profusely.
"Whats happened to you??" I asked.
"I guess you havent seen the notice board yet!" he replied pointing towards the Board.
I was blank for a second, whats notice board got to do with him?
Maybe, he had been detained or probably was in some kind of shit.
I moved to it and tried to find something relevant from the million bits of paper that were pasted on it. A freshly pasted paper caught my attention.
Oh My God!!
What the heck?
Must have been a fresher!
"What is it dude??" Shis enquired placing his hand around my neck,
I moved aside. He could see it now, what had hit me, again!!
Date : XX-XX-XXXX
The following students have been found to indulge in ragging in the institute bus and are suspended from the institute with immediate effect till further notice
1. Mr. VIJAY KUMAR
2.Mr. HEMANT MEHTA
3.Mr. AAKASH PANDEY
4.Mr. KAUSHIK TANEJA
5.Mr. AMAR TYAGI
6.Mr. NITIN BAWEJA
7.Mr. PRASHANT DEORA
8.Mr. YOURS TRULY
SIGNED
Prof H.B.Khurana
Head,
Discipline Committee
We were all set to face the encounter specialist, Me, for a second time.
There seemed no escape!

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