College Days -- Masala Mix

1.18am. Location - The 'H' of my ever so jinxed 2BHK. As I sit all alone in this huge room, my throat starts choking. Reason being the ridiculously frustrating memories of NITH. I think of the year before, same month, same day, same time. I must have probably been in Dead's (karn kher) room irritating him with all my super awesum theories on life and he must have been tryin to chuck me out of the room. Frustrating coz those days aint coming back. The least I could do is make a memoir of my college life. All those incidents, all those things, all those people close to me and my heart. So here goes...

It all started in 1st year. To be very frank, that was the time I enjoyed the most in clg. The reason is very simple. No one knew any guy inside out. Actually the 'out' part might be possible. So no fights, no back biting, no enemity; just a budding life. C middle, KBH was the very first abode. C 202 to be precise. My room mates budha (Dheeraj Gupta) and Bada Kaali (Akash Srivastava). I was the chota kali back then. Now its just Kaali for him. Both of these guys were sleep talkers. One would make all those erotic moaning voices as if having a gala time in his dreams, while the other would keep shoutin his younger brother's name.. I still remember the line.. AAYUSH, MAIN TUJHE BACHAUNGA... and then the other goes.. aaaah oooh ooooooh ohhh yaa.... Freaky, disgusting and irritating.
The room facing us was C 207. People residing there were Akshay, punnu (punnet rana), karad (sumit sood) and KHASAM (Akash Pal Singh Rana). The last name is bold and bright coz the very first memoir I am writing is about him.

Akash Pal Singh Rana was very lovingly called KHASAM. But unfortunately he dint find any love in that name. He was always pissed off and sometimes angry after hearing this word. So obviously, being an extrovert back then who thought that the pranks he made would be taken in a light heart(which never happened), I kept teasing him. Everytime I wouls see him in the mess, I would shout AEEE KHASAMMMeeee... The same words echoed in the corridors of C block for the entire sem. But then something unexpected happened.

One day, Khasam came upto me and told me that the Physics lab's attendant wanted to see me. Confused I went to the guy. He asked me for my father's cell no which I gave unsuspectingly. Imeediately he made the call. The conversation that followed was out of this world. I was surprised, awestruck and in a state of ROFLMAO. The guy told my dad that for the past 2 months , I had been ragging a guy named akash, fighting with him and that i had made his life a living hell. The best part was my dad's reply. "mere bete se aaj tak 1 makhi nai maari gai wo bhi 1 newspaper se, wo kissi ladke ko kya marega". The lab attendant had a smile on his face after listening to my fathers explanation. He just asked me to leave the guy alone and not to tease him anymore.

I came back to the hostel, went to akash's room and shouted AEEEE KHASAAAM... After that I kept shouting his name for the entire 1st year. This stopped when he finally stopped reacting and went on about with his life. We are great friends now and still often laugh at the entire thing. This incident was SOME SHIT and i just have 2 words for it.... AEEE KHASAMMMMeeeeeeeeeeeee.