Fiery!!! More fiery..!!! & finally... Even more... !!!

There were moments in my life where situations set me on fire and I had to do something dramatic and encounter that. This one, happened during my college days is probably the worst ever that someone could even think of.

I was staying in a college hostel and it was the eve of beginning of study holidays. We were busy in packing our luggage and I was so excited the moment I was thinking about the home food, Mom's care and recently brought DVD player at home. Little I had known that time that this little gadget was going to spoil my entire vacation.

I had a friend in the next room of my hostel and we both were fans of actor Kamal Hasan. He had a collection of his comedy movies in a DVD and I had got his permission earlier to take home that DVD and enjoy watching it with my family. My family members are very much conservative and I wanted to surprise them with this movie collection as soon as i reach home. I had a night long journey and the moment I entered my house, I could smell the aroma of specially cooked dishes exclusively for me. It was a Saturday morning and my younger brother and Dad were getting ready. I hurriedly inserted the DVD into the player and I was asked to fill in a water bottle for my brother and I went inside the kitchen.

Few moments passed by and I could hear my Mom screaming on top of her voice and it later burst out as cry. When I came inside the hall I could realize the DVD reduced to pieces and My Dad too entered from another room. For few moments, I couldn't even realize what was going around me. Everything stood still for me as i was standing frozen, dumb and I could recollect that moment. My mom was shouting heavily which was evident from her annoyed face. My dad too joined in unison with her and brother was watching us.


I was brought back to senses with a slap I received on my left cheek. The reason was simple. The DVD I had brought was not a Kamal comedy movie one but it somehow got mixed up with other ones in the room and this one was a porno flick and it got resumed from an obscene part in the movie. This was more than enough for my highly conservative parents to burn out, as the anger gradually turned as tears and it made my situation even worse.

I had to convince my parents about my innocence and this took a lot of diplomatic efforts. I even had to do some justifications that No guy would ever dare to bring these things to house and I had to quote examples about hostel life, freedom given and we constructively utilizing the same. I returned back to hostel the same day and for a week almost I was engrossed with this issue. My other roommates came after ten days and I found the culprit who took my DVD instead of his. Once I narrated this remarkable happening, they all were initially looking at me helplessly. But, after a few minutes of silence,all of them busted out in laughter at the same instant and one even complained that I had to lose a DVD!!!

Anyways, with the belief that my parents relied on me and with the help of friends and brother, I brought back things to normalcy and this happening eventually turned out as something to be laughed at nowadays.

My last day at the hostel.... officially:)

December 30 2010!! Perhaps the last day at the hostel officially. and ironically my first Blog:)
SASTRA home!! the place which really means a lot to a person like me. I came to a private hostel in the first year where i was totally new to the system. I have heard an old myth amongst the college students that people whom you meet in the first year as your roommates and close ones are the guys with whom you ll be greatly bonded to in the remaining years.  yes indeed .. that stays factual.

The "supposed to be frightening" FIRST YEAR:
This night i do not know why but i don feel like sleeping at all. Maybe the very thought of the moment i am going to vacate prevents me from dosing off. My first year was awesome and perhaps the best. It gave me only few hostel friends but those are the ones who still know me perfectly. I can never forget the lovely memoirs..For the first time in my life i had cut a cake for my birthday. Till then I never knew such a moment was hidden 314 km away from my house. Walking 4 km to college was hectic.. but even that was made joyous when friends were around. I had a first and last ever serious fight of my college life there with sriram where i banged his head to a wall. Thank god he did not hit me back ;) !! My economic trips to chennai with my roommate gymmer, Photo session during exams with Jay n shyam, short outings with Bharathwaj and co. , sleepless chats with chandru narsiman etc, every day college was made enjoyable with sharath venky and vicky around, daily playing of cricket, comedies with shiva santosh etc... still stays evergreen in my memory:) 20 odd guys gave life to a deserted land along the highway in the name of......" VENKY TOWERS".....!!!!

THE PARADISE:
 The moment we stepped in, we realized that the place deserved the name given to it. With healthy food, people like Arunbabu, Hariharasudhan, awesome ambiance and mainly the avoiding of walking long distance the place was a real paradise to me. Roommates like the studious venky and jolly carefree Sudhan made the stay enjoyable. Carrom and lawn were dragging my time. I still remember the never ending phone talks in paradise terrace. Later we came inside the campus and with pathetic conditions we completed the year. Significant happenings include me getting a Bi-cycle and breaking that in a single day, the lankan war and our secret movie there, the comedies made in the room and once at my home, all cherishable memoirs:)

My college and specifically the hostel life has taken new turns when i came to third year.. in my next Blog:)