Looking at the majority standing outside, those 5 to 6 students were not able to enter the class. They went home. We were still standing in front of the door. We did not want a single student to sit.
There were 10 min left for the lecture to start. We told everyone to leave the corridor. Almost 10 of us went to the second floor to check if the professor was going back to the staff room.
Professor came and saw that the classroom was locked. He opened it. The classroom was empty. He was still standing there to see if any one was around. Almost 10 min later, he saw some student.
Some discussion was going on. After talking to him for few minutes, he left. We went down running and asked that student what the professor was saying. He said to tell everyone that tomorrow we have to submit punishment assignment. Punishment assignment?
Swapnil asked. Forget it; he didn t take your attendance, right? I asked him. No he didn t. We left. It was our first mass bunk of engineering. It was fun. Mass bunking is always a challenge.
It is not so easy to hold the students from sitting for a lecture. These students had the same blood group as of the professors I think. Their bonding cannot be broken.
However, we did it today. A proud feeling came in us as if we had our engineering degree in hand. We were telling everyone from the other section that we had managed our first mass bunk.
Because of mass bunking, we were given four assignments by the professors of each subjects. Rohit had done that assignments already. We took his assignments and left the class. I decided to call Sameer also. I called him and he also joined us.
He did not have any assignments though. But bunking classes was fun. We decided to sit at Aerol station. It was the best place where you could play cricket, or have a nice time with your girlfriend or even write assignments. The frequency of trains was one after almost 2 or 3 hours. So it was a vacant platform always. We reached the station, which was hardly 5 minutes away from our college. There were hardly a few people on the platform and few students. Couples were having a nice time.
We had four assignments to be written. Writing work started. He broke the silence. So you guys were interested in engineering or forced by parents? Sameer asked Swapnil and Anup. I was always interested in engineering. I wanted to be an I. It offers you a white collar job. I love that life. Swapnil replied. Same here. Even I wanted to be a civil engineer.
It gives you an opportunity to earn more than any engineer can. A civil person gets the desired salary as white income but along with that lots of black money can also be earned. Is money everything? Anup asked. If we need to drink water then we need money. What better field than engineering. Moreover a civil engineer. It s like sone pe suhaaga. Sameer laughed and so did we. What about you Anup? I asked. Kya yaar. Now we have taken admission. Now we cannot change things. Whether we like it or not we have to get our asses fucked for four years.
Or else Deshmukh sir will cut our dicks into pieces. Anup ignored the topic. It made me feel good. Somebody at least is with me. Who is forced to do this bullshit. I really felt at that time that engineering is like a marriage.
Bachelors are eager to do it. In addition, married persons have declared themselves dead a few years back itself. After writing assignments and having lunch on the platform itself we started walking towards college. Anup, smoking kills Swapnil said. Ya, but slowly. He replied. I loved his answer.
The feeling of trying a smoke was increasing in me. I had never tried smoking. Even he was smoking. Anup and Sameer were forcing me to try. Have it yaar.
It s nothing serious. You will feel like coughing in the beginning but then when you get used to it, it s normal. Moreover, cigarettes keep your mind active. You think better than you can. So have it. Anup was forcing me. Finally, I stopped resisting and asked him to buy a cigarette for me. Bhaiya ek gold flake do he said to chacha at tapri. He handed it to Anup. He gave it to me. I took a cigarette in my hand for the first time. It was something different. Something I never felt before.
There I was, smoking a cigarette with my best friend. And five minutes later, I was expertly blowing out rings. A cigarette is the only consumer product which when used as directed kills its consumer. And I was ready to be killed. Slow poison so why to worry. Enjoy the feel. And I did the same.
I started smoking another cigarette. The rain had increased. When we heard that the college would be closed due to heavy rains, we started making plans what to do. Sameer said lets go to the waterfall nearby. And we accepted. Going by train would be risky. Therefore, we started walking. All four of us were enjoying the rains. Sameer bought three bottles of beer and we went close to waterfall.
It was an awesome view. I did not drink. I had never tried it. Not even on that day. I had taken three cigarettes with me. I was enjoying the moment. Cigarette in one hand while feeling the rains. Feeling the waterfall. Everyone was drunk. It became difficult for me to control them. However, I really enjoyed their silly jokes.
All new friends coming first time to a new place and having an awesome time was really a nice feeling. Sameer- He had a few bad habits but its ok. He was sincere. Friends like him are rare to find. He can help me whenever needed. He has helped me many times. Swapnil - It was a beginning of our friendship. He was frank.
He had an x factor which made him. He can bring girls close to me, a true friend. Anup- I really could not understand him. He was transparent with us, but still something was missing.
He never came with us outside the college. World of fun. World of enjoyment. I never thought an engineering college would be so much fun. Moreover such wonderful friends.
Still I thought something was missing. The girls. We started observing girls in our class. We used to sit on the last bench. Therefore, we could observe the entire class very clearly. It was the first lecture of the day. Look at the girl on second row in a blue tshirt. She is looking hot. No yaar, she just has a pretty face, look below her neckline. We can play Carom coins easily. Hmm maybe you are right. Swapnil admitted. What about the girl in black in the third row.
How is she? Swapnil continued. Not my type. Let it be. You carry on. We stopped the discussion and began paying attention to the lecture. Suddenly five minutes later a girl shouted from the back door. May I come in sir? I looked at her. My heart skipped a beat. Was it a dream? I do not say she was more beautiful than Angelina jolie.
However, some feeling went through me, which said, Is she the one I am looking for. She sat in the third row. She looked behind her. Our eyes met and it was as if our souls joined. We couldn't stop looking at each other. I knew deep down inside that she was the one for me.
After a while, I got the giggles and she gave me the most incredible smile. It astounded me. I felt something I. However, I have heard love is when they call you on the phone; you get that tingly feeling inside, every time you get a message from them, you smile and your heart beats a thousand times a minute! Love is, when you hold his or her hand, and knowing that there is nothing better in the world, than being with him or her.
Nothing like this happened. I think I loved her looks. Her dress. Her eyes. Her lips. This was lust. I just wanted her. Love can t happen so easily. However, it was a bit more than lust. I felt so. A week passed and I still remembered the way our eyes met and the incredible smile she gave me.
My attitude in class had changed. I wanted more of her attention. My dressing style changed. I became more conscious. I just wanted to talk to her. But was afraid. Curiously Effective! Umesh Puri 'Gyaneshwar'. That Hearts.. This book connects so well for reading in trains, buses or in breaks. Its Hot!!! Please email webmaster fantasticfiction.
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