A Helluva Day 5: The sad nightlife of Bangalore!!!

Chapter 5:

After dinner we resumed our exercise of flipping channels on the television. An art almost all of us are good at! There was nothing interesting on the tv( that is why god invented internet! But we did not have that either!). So we went to the terrace and sat there chatting for a while. There was a variety of topics ranging from which neighbour's house we could break into to how lucky chotu was since he got to look at the best birds 24X7 and all he needed to do was get out of his house and sit on the staircase! We also had a screaming competition with a group which was perhaps going on a trip and were going to catch an auto or a bus.(It doesn't matter!! We just wanted to intimidate them!!)

After chatting, We decided to go for a walk. Basically we wanted to have ice cream. So we set out on our mission. That is when we realized that people who say Bangalore has a sad night life
seriously deserve sympathy and so did we as we had to say the same. Forget about discotheques or late nite parties or booze(we are not that type!!), we could not find a shop where we could
get an ice cream! Anyways we returned with our unaccomplished mission and switched both the computer and the tv on.

We resumed our exercise of flipping channels on the television. An art almost all of us are good at! There was nothing interesting on the tv. Now as I look back, I wish the so called "holy guy"
who was caught red handed in a compromising position(I wanted to put that delicately!!) with a Tamil actress was caught that day. Atleast that would ve made a difference. Some of us started
watching "Dude Where's my car" and fifteen minutes into the movie stopped watching it. We started watching "Sherlock Holmes" instead and fifteen minutes into the movie we were sleeping.

So the day finally ended at 230 AM. It was a day like no other. An unforgettable one. Dedicated to all my classmates and friends. Gujju and KK for actually scheming the movie plan. Mr I for
making it thrilling by calling us while we were watching the movie. I can go on.. But most importantly, all of you who are reading this and realizing that


"I AM A PART OF THE COOLEST GROUP IN THE WORLD!!!"

A Helluva Day 4: Being a Rebel

Chapter 4

Well we always had a plan to make some noise in college. In fact some of us had a combo plan of getting suspended and going on a week long trip (which is still on the must do list even now!!)
Today we felt very satisfied. It is the final days of our rebellion. Soon, all of us will start thinking a thousand times before saying anything or doing anything. These are the few days when we
start thinking after doing something. These are the days when we live fearlessly and sometimes foolishly too. Under these circumstances, the fact that our HOD receives most number of complaints about our class itself makes us proud!

Wait! Did you expect me to finish so soon?? No way!! It was just the beginning of our day. Chotu was going to be home alone. So we decided to give him company. All of us along with Mache,
Captain, Varun and Shaggy went to his rescue. After the usual chit chat, we got down to planning for dinner. It eventually took us an hour to decide on what to do. Finally we had the food delivered
and the bill was on Captain. We ate continuously for an hour and a half. Me, Tapas and Ujju took our own sweet time since that was the only way we could eat a lot. In short, we were celebrating our
day.

To be continued...

PS: The next chapter will be the finale. Please drop your comments. Looking forward to them.

A Helluva Day 3: WTF!!!

Chapter 3

It was indeed a mess! Entropy ruled our HOD's office as we were all talking with our voice levels high. HOD and Mr I were caught off guard! They did not have any answers to our queries. Mr I's ego was so badly hurt that he walked away. Our HOD finally ended the dialogue by dismissing our reason that we went to buy books(We actually said that!) saying it was not genuine(WTF!!!) Moreover according to her the reason we were at her office this time was that we were bunking consistently on Thursday afternoons in huge numbers. This was our third time(Cool ain't it??). At the end we were given two choices: either get our parents(WTF again!!!) or write an apology letter. We obviously did the latter.

Now that we had bunked on Thursday, we had no choice but to sit through the whole day on Friday. Eight hours of non stop theory classes! That was the only boring part of the whole day. We were confronted by every other teacher as the day went on. In fact at the end of the day when we were standing in our college's parking lot recollecting the day's events, a lecturer from the basic sciences department came on his bike and asked us to leave(Another WTF moment!!). The man did not move till we did! We are not even allowed to stay in our college campus (WTF!! That is what you must be thinking now) Well I sometimes think having a watchman in our college is futile!!

To be continued...

Helluva Day 2: The Battlefield

Chapter 2

We stepped outside the class despite repeated pleas from our classmates to stay so that even they wouldnt have classes.We expected it and actually welcomed it!! We were all celebrating it! We assembled in the next classroom which was empty and drew a counter attack plan. We made a list of our problems ranging from our teacher taking too many classes to us having a schedule which tests human tolerance levels. We planned to approach the HOD with this list for solutions.
Now, the strategy was simple. Five of us viz. Aslam, Me, Kat, Chotu and Captain would speak and the rest would shut up.

Once in the battlefield and more specifically behind enemy lines( Most of you should get this metaphor!!) if you find the enemy in a small number(two of them to be precise) everyone wants a piece of the action! That is what happened. Everyone started talking! Nobody gave a damn about the strategy. This was an out and out war! Our counter attack strategy worked to a certain extent. Some of the issues we raised were promised to be addressed to.

To be continued...

A Helluva Day 1: Where it all started

Chapter 1


We went to college expecting a lot of action since we had bunked the previous day and watched 'Aptharakshaka'. It was common that we bunked and watched movies but this time it was the number(twenty of us) and the consistency(we bunk only on thursday afternoon as our HOD pointed out!) with which we bunked that got us into trouble. We usually plan the reasons we give in such
situations. One standard reason would be that there was a 'We dont remember the name!!' pooja in Tapas' place( He forgets the name of the ceremony most of the times!!). This time there was no plan. I had buying books as the reason and that would eventually be our gameplan.

The day started with me giving reviews of the movie to all my friends. The bell rang and we were soon in the class. Our lecturers Mr.A and Ms B entered the class. They read our names and we were told not to attend the classes.Since it was expected, some of us were making plans to go out!! Then I made a futile attempt to keep this incident in the class since goin to HOD would be boring (It seriously is when you are on the receiving end). My excuse of books was not considered even though i made it sound legitimate. My argument was met with an 'I don't know by Ms B. We were given a choice, we could stay but there would be no classes for the rest of the people too. Most of our friends begged us to stay. But we believed in taking advantage of this issue and address bigger issues. And what happened later was legendary!!!


To be continued...


P.S: Aaptharakshaka is a good movie. Probably a masterpiece in Kannada film history. A fantastic psychological thriller. Vishnu has given a good movie to his fans before leaving this world. Take a bow sir!!!

Barca V/S Stuttgart

I woke up finally after repeated pleas by my mobile phone to watch the champions league match. The kick off must have been at around 1 o clock IST. I switched the television on at around 125 and I see a cross being deflected by Cacau straight into the goal!!! I rubbed my eyes and thought it was a dream, but it wasn't. Not the best start, I thought. That was the 24th minute.

I sat down patiently watching every pass and every pass that was getting intercepted. Things were not working for Barca. Neither was Messi magic. I was wondering what on the earth they were doing with the 69 % possession!!! And then came an oppurtunity in the 40th minute and Ibrahimovic messed it up!!! Things looked tense, and it showed on Pep Guardiola's face! And then there was the half time whistle.

I managed to put some stuff on download and come back to watch the second half. After the same pass and intercepted pass routine, Ibrahimovic made up for his first half miss with a goal off the second attempt in the 52nd minute. Gerard Pique's assist was very valuable. Now i could stay calm...

The rest of the match was all about players falling down and faking injuries, so nothing special about it. The result 1-1. It is like an insurance policy for Barca who go into the second leg with an away goal. Go Barca Go!!!

The small guitarist

Armed with a guitar as tall as himself,

He sits on the smallest chair,

Making faces like an elf,

As nervous eyes looked elsewhere.

Everyone finds him cute and small,

But he doesn't want to be written off,

Bullied at school as he was not tall,

This was his time, the day's better half.

Spoke only to his guitar, he was shy,

Told it about the song that he wanted to try,

Tapping his foot to get the timing right,

Closed his eyes to see a different sight.

Fingers fought with the strings,

As he tried to play the song,

Happily oblivious to all other things,

But the joy wouldn't last long.

Cacophony filled the air,

The song went awfully wrong,

He stopped and scratched his head,

Said to himself it wouldn't take long.

Then he waited for his turn,

As his teacher taught the rest,

Humming the tune he could not learn,

He sat like a student earnest