Its a story of three best friends me,Shiva and Rahul. And, their failed love stories. Shiva is my childhood friend. Rahul joined us in our BTech days and then the bond is formed between us. The B-E-S-T Friends.
It was August 13 2002. Our first day in college. I and Shiva took admission in the same college, same branch, same hostel and adjacent rooms. It was already two years in Mumbai but still we were not so acclimatized to mumbaiss. As you know, 10 years in a village obviously have some inertia on you. We entered into the college campus at morning 7:30 AM to attend our first class in BTech at 8:00 AM. Our dressing sense was zero at that time. We were in a formal black trouser, a full sleeve white shirt with parachute hair oil on head. Everyone was staring us for this kind of look in the college but we didn't care at all. Then someone obstructs our way and said "Report at room 205,second floor, soon". Before we notice who this is, he was gone. I just got a glance of the guy. With out wasting time, we rushed to the room. The door was open. We entered. Then someone shouted :
Hey fuckers, who are you?? 1st year??
"Yes", I said but didn't know to whom.A big crowd was there.
"Don't you know manners? Get out and ask for the permission" Another guy from the crowd shouted.
We came out and asked "May we come in?"
"No, You can't" another voice came.
We stood there with no idea what to do. After 10 long minutes, someone came and said "Ask it in our way".
We looked at him with a puzzled face.
"May we fuckers come in?, ask it and enter. And, don't stare anybody like you are doing now." he said and left out.
We knocked the door and asked "May we fuckers come in?"
A voice came "Yes, you fuckers can fuck in".
We entered the room. With our head bending down with eyes on the second button of our shirt, we were not able to see anything in that room. So we marched forward. Someone pulled us near a desk and one ragging session 1 started.
"So, Who are you fuckers" Someone asked.
"Shiva" Shiva answered.
"Shiva Chutiya, Is this your name?. Madarchod, Full name? " Senior said.
"Shiva Choudhury"
"Oops, Choudhury, rich family" senior said.
"No, I am not rich" Shiva said.
"Shut up you fucker. Answer whatever has asked. Whats your net worth?" Senior said.
Then some other senior interrupted him and they took me into consideration.
"Hey You, who are you?" Someone asked.
"Vijay Gadewal" I answered.
" V-I-J-A-Y" Someone mimicked Amitav Bachhan and said "Vijay Dinanath Chauhan, hainnnnnnn"
I made the mistake and smiled. Before I make my smile complete, a big sound Chhhhhtassssss, and I felt the whole world around me stopped.I couldn't make out anything for a second. The next moment, I realized a big slap is already on my cheek.
"Why you smiled" Senior asked.
"Sorry" I said.
"Whats yours" senior asked.
I couldn't understand, so preferred to be silent.
He asked again "Hey, what your net worth"?
Before I could think anything, I heard a knocking sound on the door.
"May I fucker come in Sir? I heard someone asking.
"Yes, you can" Someone answered from the crowd.
A tall guy came in. I steal a look from all the seniors and tried to figure out who is the next one coming and to my surprise, it was the same guy who has sent us here. My brain has started scolding him with all the adjectives with a instruction to my tongue to be still.
"So, you got only these two.Where are others" A senior asked him pointing towards us.
"No sir, everyone else is already in class" The tall guy said.
"Okay we will meet them in lunch. In the mean time, you make these people understand the Net worth law" Senior ordered to the tall guy.
The guy walked straight to the blackboard and started explaining the Net-Worth law.
