A Typical evening in our Hostel life...
After having the group tea in the hostel which consists of 2-4 glasses of tea per head, 2-3 pieces of snacks (or in Kaushik's case, 6-10), and a heavy load of Amith's stories which could last even upto 2 hours unless explicitly limited by us, we return to our own rooms.. After some ten minutes of lonliness I come out of my room and knock on the first door that comes to my sight, mostly Menons..
Knock knock..
"Aaaaaaraaa???"
Knock knock knock knock..
"Aaaaaaaaaraaaaaa???"
Knock knock knock knock knock knock..
"Ethu **^&@@#$-inada ithra ***? ".. Here is the time when menon contributes some new words to Kairali (Malayalam Language)..
"Do.. thorakkedo.."
Now having recognised his best friend's voice (njan..njan..) he enters the next phase of conversation.. "Enthinaaaaa?"
"Thorakkedo...."
"Ennnnnnthinaaaaa??"
"veruthe..."
"pattoolla.. chettan poye.. njan busyaa"..
Knock knock knock......
"!!@&#$$#{!@###@@@"
All these commotion and namecalling would attract "innocent" ppl, mostly kaushik-who-is dedicated-to-this-life, or if -awake-Anandraj, if-not-on-phone-Rajetan, if-not-in-canteen-potti, either-asleep-or-hyper-lingu, if-not-in-Mech-Amith or if-not-on-laptop-Mathew to this scene..
pinne orumichavum muttal..
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCKKNOCK KNOCKKNOCK KNOCKKNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK.....
Now no matter how much "busy" he is, menon will either have to open his door, or watch it fall down. helpless, he opens the door.. "Shavangalu erangikkolum.. chathoode rajetta? alla ariyan melatha kondu chodhikkuva, ningakkentha kazhappo? kattakadiyanmaru..."
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Authors Comments: My God!! The reponse I recieved for Chapter 1 was mindblowing!! all those comments here, especially the ones by Kaushik which said he read the note 10 times, was sort of moving.. But what made my day was a message I received on my cell from a certain person who told me that he(yea, that's a 'he'.. or.. wait, is it?) read my note in the office, and had tears running down his cheek right in the middle of the office.. Thank you all, who spent their time on my note,, and all of you who shared your thoughts with me..
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Chapter 2
It's Onam time and it can be extremely frustrating in bussiness field when things do not go the way they are suposed to go, when planning a big season like Onam. Especially when u have so many ideas and cannot even share with someone.. This is what I miss the most about the hostel life..
A scene when you are feeling slightly out of mood.. You go into the balcony, stare at the emptiness beyond.. still feeling bad.. trying to watch something in your laptop, but failing.. checking your mobile for the hundredth time, just for a message, a miss call or anything that could divert you from the off-mood..
Finally when the restlessness become unbearable, you open the door and walk into some random room..
Seeing the face of your friend.. he could be doing anything - watching a movie, playing some games, on the phone, or in the worst case, studying (yea, rite!!).. You dont have to say anything.. just sit on his bed.. distract him for a minute or two.. It doesn't matter whether he welcomes you.. It doesn't matter whether he talks to you, or even acknowledges you.. He might even say "get out"..
But that is sufficient.. all your moodlessness, restlessness, tension, all gone.. you are as good as new.. ready to take on the world..You are happy..
I dont want to re-live this scene.. I need my friends living next door.. I want to walk over to them and say, "listen.. all those customers are asking why can't you bring in some nice quality T-shirts.. shall we plan a trip to Tirupur?" or "those wholesale traders in Ernakulam are trying to attract our customers.. let us give them a tough fight"..
Those friends could be doing anything.. But i just need that feeling, they are right behind me.. I can commit all the blunders in the world, and when I go back I want them to tell me "Man!! you are so screwed.. Hehe.." please, make fun of me.. shout at me.. ridicule me.. tell me I suck.. but guys, I need you.. I am feeling so much frustrated and all I am asking for is
some random room...
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******** ********Authors Comments:All those messages which I recieved after my first chapter put me in a serious position burdened by expectaions.. So I decided to change the tempo in the second chapter. So far the only serious response I got for that chapter is by my friend Rohith Potti, who telephoned me to tell me, that the second chapter was utter cruelity.. So, it looks like others did not like the tone of the second chapter.. For those of you, who feel that I have not done justice to you, or shattered your expectations in the second chapter, I have to say, "SCREW YOU!!! IT'S MY NOTE AND I DO WHAT I WANT.. If you wanted a humour smeared candy bar, go write your own note.." Now this puts me in a dilemma, whether to go on to the third chapter or not.. Well, I have not decided yet..
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