Years flew like supersonic jets...... I am now doing my MCA - masters in computer application......We were the first batch of MCAs from our college..... I was the part of the 'naughty-troublesome-rebellious' gang of six - the U6 ..... we had some other names too ;)...... there was no leader...... but we all were...... we all had that 'talent' ..... something which kept us togather..... later we added more members, as they showed the 'talent' ......the 'talent' of the fittest..... other than some very exceptional events, we were not just naughty, but we were the best.... the cream..... We protested when there was a problem.... we facilitated when there was an event.... we organised and conducted events..... we participated in evets and inter-collegiate festivals and events.... we initiated when changes were required..... we supported when it was required..... but we never fell back in studies...... we had ranks in the 'top five' too.....I remember being part of a 3 day event conducted by our department..... five of us were heading the different committees....Organising, finance, food, decoration and welcome..... we slept three nights in the hall to take care of the valuables there..... Those days were fantastic.....
So, we were doing good..... We were the final year students then... There are two junior batches for us..... Then our teachers' and HOD decided to have a 2 day national seminar on 'Neural Networks'...... As usual, the U6 headed the committees.... It was all smooth..... We had a good time.... No classes for two days..... Enjoyment..... Closing day.... I was bit upset.... Something was bothering me from the morning...... everything else were fine..... All arrangements are done... Only thing left is the closing ceremony..... I also sat with my friends for it to start.... Almost all our batchmates were sitting behind..... Except some, all other people were sitting in the front rows.....Also, as we were the organisers, we might have to go, out and in, occasionaly.....so, i was there.. bit screwed up.. bit upset.... my friends knew this...... rather U6 knew this..... then came the time for Prayer...... the meeting usually starts with prayer song..... we were all standing..... then to my shock, rage and embrassment I felt someone trying to swirl me..... It was himmm..... No wonder..... 'Wrong time'.... I said in mind.... Then I turned back and told him the same..... and added - ' I am in a wrong mood. Leave me or you will repent'..... I repeated the same..... No effect..... I am still being swirled......The prayer was going on... My hands were tied...... I am a thin guy.... so, I have seen people trying to overpower.... or trying to subdue... which i resisted to the fullest extend I could..... May the same i felt here... also I was upset!!!!!!!....... real wrong time to mess with mee..... he didnt know..... he tried.... and he got his piece of cake..... the prayer lasted for some 3 minutes..... and I was being swirled.....from behind..... my blood was boiling for this much time......when all were trying to grab their seats after the prayer, I heard the voice.... you guessed correct..... 'ATTACK' .......... I turned back..... my right hand was fast and long enough to reach him.......One big blow...... The best one I have done ever in my life...... It should have made crack on his cheeck bone..... He was shocked....All others near us were shocked...... I sat down... as i have spilt the rage..... he broke down to tears..... it would have really hurt..... and he isnt so tough..... the situation was under control ..... my friends scolded me for the rage....... they consoled him and comforted him...... no one else knew this event as we were sitting in the last rows..... and also the proceedings of the meeting were on..... I sat there till the end of the meeting..... he sat there weeping.... with his blood-red left eye...... I almost missed his eye.....it was too close..... he left before the meeting was dispersed...... I went home as usual.... but with an itch in my mind.....two three days had gone...... there werent any enemity signs..... nor any counter attacks..... I went upto him, said sorry, told him that the action was only out of rage..... We were friends agian.... and still are...... He pulls my leg occasionaly referring to this incident...... Thank god.... he doesnt have any problem with his left eye till date......
So, we were doing good..... We were the final year students then... There are two junior batches for us..... Then our teachers' and HOD decided to have a 2 day national seminar on 'Neural Networks'...... As usual, the U6 headed the committees.... It was all smooth..... We had a good time.... No classes for two days..... Enjoyment..... Closing day.... I was bit upset.... Something was bothering me from the morning...... everything else were fine..... All arrangements are done... Only thing left is the closing ceremony..... I also sat with my friends for it to start.... Almost all our batchmates were sitting behind..... Except some, all other people were sitting in the front rows.....Also, as we were the organisers, we might have to go, out and in, occasionaly.....so, i was there.. bit screwed up.. bit upset.... my friends knew this...... rather U6 knew this..... then came the time for Prayer...... the meeting usually starts with prayer song..... we were all standing..... then to my shock, rage and embrassment I felt someone trying to swirl me..... It was himmm..... No wonder..... 'Wrong time'.... I said in mind.... Then I turned back and told him the same..... and added - ' I am in a wrong mood. Leave me or you will repent'..... I repeated the same..... No effect..... I am still being swirled......The prayer was going on... My hands were tied...... I am a thin guy.... so, I have seen people trying to overpower.... or trying to subdue... which i resisted to the fullest extend I could..... May the same i felt here... also I was upset!!!!!!!....... real wrong time to mess with mee..... he didnt know..... he tried.... and he got his piece of cake..... the prayer lasted for some 3 minutes..... and I was being swirled.....from behind..... my blood was boiling for this much time......when all were trying to grab their seats after the prayer, I heard the voice.... you guessed correct..... 'ATTACK' .......... I turned back..... my right hand was fast and long enough to reach him.......One big blow...... The best one I have done ever in my life...... It should have made crack on his cheeck bone..... He was shocked....All others near us were shocked...... I sat down... as i have spilt the rage..... he broke down to tears..... it would have really hurt..... and he isnt so tough..... the situation was under control ..... my friends scolded me for the rage....... they consoled him and comforted him...... no one else knew this event as we were sitting in the last rows..... and also the proceedings of the meeting were on..... I sat there till the end of the meeting..... he sat there weeping.... with his blood-red left eye...... I almost missed his eye.....it was too close..... he left before the meeting was dispersed...... I went home as usual.... but with an itch in my mind.....two three days had gone...... there werent any enemity signs..... nor any counter attacks..... I went upto him, said sorry, told him that the action was only out of rage..... We were friends agian.... and still are...... He pulls my leg occasionaly referring to this incident...... Thank god.... he doesnt have any problem with his left eye till date......
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Ennalum nee avane thallum ennu vicharichillaaaaa. ohhhh... athoru sambavam thanne aayirunnu
Ohhh..I never knew of that daring episode Rony :-)...I read the whole post in one breath I suppose...You have a great narrating talent Rony..you put me in a kind of spell..Kudooss to you :-)..So there are yet more stories to be unravelled..mm??..me listening.
best regards..
Aji :-)
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