Part 1

There is no humor or any fun in the post below. so if you think you can have some time pass with your tensed or stressed life via my blog then you should click here to reach a random blog which may be of some french auto-freak guy or some chines cooking class recipie or a Japanese grandpa's travel diary with photos of gardens. But I know that you are too adamant to go away or to click the x icon on top right corner of this window, so i won't say anything to you. But there is pain in this story so don't blame me after if u feel it or don't feel it.

Anyway, there is no easy way to say this. I won't write with flashback memories or mysteries or fantasies creating interesting and suspense.

Here is all the time line of events happened.

5:30PM, Some day in septamber. 2005 (If you are interested in exact date then go and find that years academic calendar and search for the day when the first sessional exams got over.)

He (Now, I am writing this story with He and She. I prefer not naming but people surely know the characters. and don’t worry I’ll name all other non-useful characters of the story.)

So, He is back to his room B-201 (the most notorious corridor of the hostel). people are busy searching for PC's to play Counter Strike. and he finds no one to company him to anywhere. leaves the hostel without changing.(He never differentiate between clothes to be wear inside and outside home/hostel.) The lines "I Walk Alone", Boulevard of Broken Dreams (Green Day song) seems to be perfectly written for him that time. He passes through the crowdie Administrative Office Building past the downhill into the dark, (Himachal is sufficiently dark even this time) and wet (again rain comes in afternoon tea break frequently) roads towards the juice bar. some seniors sitting there whom he has no wish to talk. He decides that he will go to the temple.

Hands in the pocket, head a little high, whistling mildly he floats on the almost empty road. At the far end the green lights(the architect was wise enough to use green glasses on the bathroom windows) coming out of the Parvati Girls Hostel combined with some noise which can be taken as birds twittering. As soon as he passed the palace of Goddesses, six of them emerge from the gate and start their journey behind him. They are walking in groups of 3-3 and She is in the middle of one. In first look He recognises her and in second glance backwords he is able to recognize 4 out of them and he doesn’t care about the other two (It doesn’t matter even if he care). The distance between them remains about constant and is such that the conversation is audible (6 girls can never remain noiseless, even a single will continue talking to self). After some minutes the girlish chirping sound is gone and there is a rhythm in the sound and it seems familiar.

Yes, they started singing.

Dil Chahta Hai was quite popular that time and anyone would guess this is the sad song from that movie. His mind tells that sole purpose of uttering this “Tanhaai, Tanhaai, meelon hai faili hui tanhaai” is to tease him (he is often seen on this road on this time creeping alone. But his “नेक-दिल ” refuses from the facts and conclusion provided by mind (obviously due to her presence) and suggest it that this is just a song. After a few minutes they are out of the college gate and on the so-called national highway 72.

The song changes now to an old one and this time its too much. The heart can’t take the side of the girls just because She, his region-mate(pronounced as shilpi from now on) and two cute girls(Shilpa and Khushboo) also constitute the group. The lyrics “Ommm shanti ommm” are obviously to for him, for his loneliness. He feels angry in one part of the mind and amused in another part of heart.

And then comes the nuclear bomb. This one is sure for him. This is not a song as such, its sort of nurcery ryme everyone knows. "hari om hari, shree devi mari...." is known to every one who had studied in a school where he's been tought hindi. But he don’t do anything. Why? Coz She is also there. But why is shilpi is not stopping them, At least she is from his state but the mind doesn’t have answer to this question of heart. He goes to the temple stays there for two minutes and returns to the B-201. Bhuppi is there watching deepu playing CS and giving his expert suggestions in between. He gets rebukes from bhuppi for going alone and when the story of things happened with him in last 1 hour is repeated they produces lots of beautiful words for him which are under the waist. The event of this open gangbang of him is soon been spread to each corner of hostel and then comes......

...To Be Continued