Dil Pe Mat Le Yaar…………

It was a one o’ clock in the night and four of us…BC1, BC2, BC3 and BC4 were not ready to sleep…It was too early to go to bed in the good old days…We were standing in the hostel lobby and the “Bakar” was on in full swing…I do not know the reason why everybody slept early on that bright “moony” night….We were planning to go out and have a cup of tea…

Suddenly, we heard somebody unlocking the door…oh…it was it was GB who suddenly felt the need to visit the restroom…perhaps the dream scared him…he was running towards the restroom with a soap case swinging in his hands…We could understand the urgency…so we asked him to relax and run carefully…but GB didn’t have time and patience to relax so he ran away quickly….

BC1’s mind was a “Shaitaani Dimaag”…He asked,”Does somebody have crackers?”…Deepawali had passed a few days back…so it was quite probable that something is left….Fortunately (or unfortunately), BC2 had one “Sutli Bomb”…and then…BC3 went to the rest room …GB was in (not inside it)…and…….We could hear it from our rooms….the explosion was destructive…really…I mean it…

All of us were scared now….so everybody ran to BC2’s room…but the angry victim of our prank knew that it was us…’coz only five people were awake at that time of night….GB came back and started knocking the door…it looked like the hinges will break and then our bones would also be broken…because he was really angry…BC2 gathered some courage and opened that door…and boom…”Fataakk”….the door opened…the amount of force he was exerting could be estimated by the simple harmonic motion of the door about the hinges….

He grabbed BC2’s collar and pushed him back…BC2 could not balance and fell on the desk…now, it was the turn of the other three guys…BC2 tried to placate GB,”abe dil pe mat le yaar”….GB was furious at BC2’s audacity…he replied, “saale, tujhe deta hoon kuch waise fir bataiyon kaha lia..dil pe ya…******(censored)”…Anyway, he left the room with the warning….After he left we burst into laughter…Our mission was successful…

Some people woke up due to the noise and the other morning the news was in the air…the news was….

“kal raat morvi hostel main visphot se ek vidyarthi thora sa ghayal ho gaya…ghayal vidhyarthi ne gusse main aakar atankavadion ko bahut maara…BC2 ko kai chante pade…bC1 ko laat aur…baaki do ko chappelein padi…”

“kripya jab bhi aap raat ke samay main neend se utkar apni shankaon ka nivaran karne jao to bombs ka dhyan rakhe…koi bhi jag raha ho to chetavani pehle hi de dein….Janahit main jaari…..saasamachar samapt hue..”

This is called manipulation….People just enjoy adding things to the actual news...There are many more stories to be told…Now, the time has come to do other more important things in life…arey yaar…it’s time to leave and have some rocking TT games…