The Glory Days
This blog is about friendship, about the little incidents that make us laugh , cry ,forgive ,get angry ,about incidents that remind us to enjoy life every moment.Incidents that are forgotten as we grow old .This blog will help us reminisce the memories and smile when we look back at our lives..Never cry coz its over , smile coz it happened.

First Day at Amity

By Chowdapa

Just out of skool, i looked like the typical studious type of kid , yeah another word would be NERD, short hair , wearing specs , always ready with a smile, and having the ability to single handedly steer an interesting conversation into a boring intellectual one ..if anyone would tell me " check that girl out " , my response would be, "yeah, she makes very detailed notes in calculus class "..so, i entered college, geared up to face mean seniors, and Lo , no seniors , nothing ..well, thats coz i reached at around 8 in the morning, college starts at 9 30 ..

anyways, the freshers were directed to a classroom on the second floor..around 50 freshers were present in the class..i was sitting on the first row, just introducing myself and having general small talk wid d folks around, when i noticed the guy sitting behind me, was ridiculing a boy like crazy !! anything the "ridiculee" would say , the "riiculer" would come up with such a funny retort, people around just could'nt stop laughing!! the "ridiculer" was none other than the member of the gang , ravi kumar..he was my first friend in amity ..we instantly got along really well..

we were still seated in class , when a group of seniors, all built and rowdy looking ,entered the class, and shouted, directing their attention to a group of 3 girls " hey u three, follow us" ..there was such menace in their voice, half the class peed in their pants , the rest wanted to use the loo .. then another bunch of seniors came , and took away a group of juniors for ragging ..your mom must have told u stories about how the villagers used to make an offering to the monster, so it would not attack the village , blah blah ..well , we felt like we were being offered to the monster..but then, ravi had an idea..we both went to one corner and the wise ravi said " look , the seniors are on the first floor..they are coming to the second floor and ragging us ..lets do this ..lets go to the first floor , lets go to the floor of the seniors , and walk through , and act confident..if we act like a lion among lions , the lions would'nt notice " ..thats the first and last time i took his advice..we went to the first floor, and strode around , confidently , looking everyone in the eye ..some looked away, thinking we were THEIR seniors..but then, the problem was, we were'nt lions damn it , we were lambs ..and for how long could we keep the facade up ..it was a gamble...either stay in class and get ragged for sure , or take a gamble and take ur chances at escape ..a guy came up to us and asked " which course .??" ..i did not say anything ..ravi said " MBA, 2nd year" .. buzzzz - wrongggg answer ..the guy said " come inside the class buddy .."
ravi retorted confidently " is that the way u talk to your senior??? dont u have any respect ?" ..the guy calmly looked back at us and said " there is no MBA course here ..come inside" he roared..shit ..we were supposed to be scared , but we actually couldnt stop smiling at our stupidity or bravado , watever u call it ..one senior asked me , why the hell were we strolling around on their floor and i honestly told him the reason ....they all started laughing..the gabbar singh kinda laugh ...i said gabbar singh , coz i was made out to be "jai" , and ravi was basanti and we had to dance in front of the class, more seniors kept streaming in, cheering the performance ..i din't have the courage to tell basanti " inn kutton ke saamne mat nachna" , but i can live with that ..then, the song was changed to "babuji zara dheeere chalo " , the yana gupta wala item number , ravi and i had to alternate between singing the song , dancing like yana gupta and being the "bhains"(buffallo) in the song , moving our heads and using our hands as make believe horns ...the crowd was laughing so hard by now , some had tears in their eyes ..all said n done, it was fun... i bet sumthing like this MUST have happened when u were in college ..i would like to read about that and have a laugh at ur expense , just like u r laughing at mine ..

 

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  1. Mani The Monk August 25, 2008 at 9:42 AM
    ...woooww..... man !! awesome experience.....

    guns bhai..... this post is so hilarious that i reading it in the office cunt cntrl my smiles......

    people amused and dazed taking me to be a jerk.....
    damn them anyways.....

    keep up the writing spree brother...

    when am i seeing u in del????

    cheers
  2. rvivekshanmugam September 27, 2008 at 11:22 AM
    Really very very funny!
  3. JaLpArI October 11, 2008 at 3:09 AM
    hey blogger
    that was foolish in parts...but, yupps, also smart in parts....lolz....hope to read more of ur funny tales........:D
  4. shankar October 16, 2008 at 9:56 AM
    thanx for the comments ..
    @mani, im plannin a trip sumtime in november..tere ghar pe hee rahunga , be ready .:)

    @vivekshanmugam - thanx a lot bro ..glad u liked it .

    @jalpari- thanx for ur honest opinion ..really appreciate it ..please leave ur comments on other posts as well ..thanx.

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