Nostalgia

Today I was chatting with a friend from campus and nostalgia engulfed me. How I longed to meet him and re-live those moments. Some of the good times we had had include those daaru parties when we would get extremely drunk and danced chanting langda tyaagi bahubali and what not, those petty fights, helping each other with studies, watching cricket together and abusing the hell out of the cricketers, late night visits to the canteen, playing Counter Strike among others. How I wished I was in India so that I could go and meet some of those guys with whom I had spent 2 of the best years of my life. Alas, my quest for money and success has a price!

Let me try and describe some of these characters:

D - An IITian from Bihar, most of whose sentences would start with M^&%%^$#%. An extremely brilliant chap with equal proficiency in academics and P***. He never had a glass of drink for he would always gulp, straight from the bottle.

P - Another IITian who spent hours everyday watching P***. My mistake was always asking him what he was up to! Understood everything in first reading. Spent at least 2 hours playing soccer everyday and still cracked amazing grades. He was always after the ar** of the next guy in this post, of course jokingly :)

S - My neighbour and my partner in crime as far as Counter Strike was concerned. We spent hours playing the game with others on campus. As someone rightly said that in the wee hours of the night a noise emanated from his room while he played CS; noise which upon closely observing would tell you that some poor fellow's ancestors were being dragged out of hell to be subjected to very colourful language.

Sc - The typical Gult who had no passion in life but to get a job in Hyderabad. Political and cricket database who could recount any record or any match details at the blink of an eye.

Ph - The guy who was surrounded by a huge group of girls but none as girlfriend. Loved to play loud music. He never took any sh** from anybody, not even the most dreaded profs on campus.

CC - The farmer who had the body of a dwarf but would make a fox run for shelter with his cunningness. He was the guy most of us fought with the most. He was so irritating that he was called ChamanC (As per him C stood for Champion).

Yours truly - The lone CA in the dorm who was supposed to know everything under the sun relating to accounting. Developed a very bad illness known as moviemania. There were times when I saw 4-5 movies in a day. I loved to host a lot of daaru parties for my friends group.

There were a few others as well. That's it for now or else I will never be able to reach office at 6:30 tomorrow for the beginning of a very rough 4-5 days...