I was pushed out of my dreams , courtesy to Bryan Adams singing at top of his voice . The clock said “11:15″ , very early in the morning by my standards . Really irked by the incident , I picked up the call .

Sanchit : Hello

Me : Wrong Number

Sanchit : Oh sorry!! I was looking for Bill Gates .

Me : Don’t waste my time . Tell what you called for !!

Sanchit : Just be ready in the evening . Durga Puja is calling us .

Me : Are you nuts ??? Its India vs Pakistan today . I don’t get to watch cricket at hostel . I have been waiting for this match since a week . Will not miss it at any cost .

The clock said “3:00″ . I was just off after taking my breakfast ( Don’t faint at my spectacular timing ) . Just then my mother called me . Apparantly I was supposed to go to the nearby temple and complete few rituals which she promised to the all Almighty if I passed Xth and XIIth with mind blowing score . I was quick to raise my objection at this point .

Me : I am busy today .

Mother : Oh I forgot . You have a meeting with Obama today . Isn’t it ??

Me : Why can’t this ritual wait for one more day .

Mother : Why can’t Mr. M.S.Dhoni wait for few hours . Anyways , I am sure he won’t mind if you miss a few overs .

As usual , I ended up on the loosing side in this argument .

Luckily for me , Pakistan were to bat first . Meaning by , I won’t miss India’s batting . Yayyy!!! The ritual was done with in about half an hour . I regret to say that while I was physically present in the temple , mentally I was roaming in Centurion .

The clock struck “12:00″ . The match had turned into a see-saw . Chasing a not so modest 303, India lost Tendulkar at the outset , followed by few more blows . But with Raina and Dravid going strong , accompanied by the free hits that Pakistanis showered over us , signs were looking ominous for us .

Go India Go . Go Raina Go . Go Dravid Go . That was all I was muttering . I was not in a condition to afford going even an inch over the mutter . Even a decibel of increase in my voice would have resulted in few angry and sleepy faces pouncing over me .

Just then , my heartbeat came to a halt . Raina was dismissed , and with him were India’s hopes . I kept waiting and waiting , hoping against all hope that India could sneak in somehow , from somewhere . But eventually , we lost . I was virtually broken apart at that point .

I am really obsessed with this game , as most of the Indians are . Cricket is a religion here , its our true love .  And when it comes to India vs Pakistan , there are a billion people connected with the game , apart from 22 in the field . I waited for this game for so long . I was all prepared to celebrate India’s victory . I was ready to surprise my neighbors with the premature Diwali celebrations , late at night . But it was not to be . India’s loss sent me into depression . And it was not until a few hours back , that I came out of it , looking forward to tomorrow’s game against the Kangaroos . The crackers might come to use tomorrow . Lets see what future has in store for Men in Blue .

The last three weeks or so in my life have been so much full of activities . This September has brought with it many changes . The academic session has effectively started no early than the first week of September , and thanks to the senior’s reactions when they see us marching towards our class ,”What yaar , shame on you . You are in third year and still you are attending the class . When we were in third year , we didn’t showed ourself for months .” , I am in no talking terms with the lectures .

This time around , freshers have been provided with a Z+ security , as if they are to be protected against the wild beasts , who are seeking even a tiniest of chance to bring their claws into action . The second years , who were going ” Why ragging Why ragging ” until last year have suddenly changed their stance and criticizing the new law against ragging . Who cares ? Now I am out of this moh-maaya termed “Ragging” . Few students will be caught and suspended and everything will continue like they have been until now . Rules are meant to be broken .

Not until this semester had I realized how easy is CSE branch . I never picked up my books until the 11th hour of the sessionals and I still completed the course with time to spare for more important things like sleeping , playing Counter Strike and bugging on net . Here goes my advice to all the guys and gals who are anti to studies : go with CS or IT , that way nothing in the blue hell can trouble you ( except Recession , ofcourse ) .

I have just made my way out of teens this year . The birthday bumps were not as horrible compared to last year , but still were good enough to trouble me for a week so . September 19th , my birthday coincided with the first day of Navratri . I enjoyed the day to the fullest . And right now , I am going to pack my bags . Yes I am going back home . Mass bunk until 4th of October . Appears as if Ravan desperately needs my company in his last minutes . Happy Navratri to everyone . Tadaaaaa …..

The latest news from the centre is that the demon is awake and is threatening to cause a destruction at a massive scale . The vendetta is again threatening to rise its head and if its not subdued as soon as possible , we will have only ourselves to blame for the aftermath .

I was pulled out of my nightmares by Bryan Adams singing at top of his voice . Waking up , I glanced at the clock . It was quarter to nine . Taking a look at the clock is the first thing that I do in the morning . Not because I am punctual or something . It’s just that I get to know how much can I still sleep . “Early to bed and early to rise” is rarely applicable to me .

So the clock said “quarter to nine” thereby meaning that no more than half an hour was what I was left with to complete my sleep . Mumbling and still dozing , I picked up the call . It was one of my class mates who was on the other side of call . Taking care not to left out even a single trace of rudeness out of my voice I threw these words at him “What the hell do you think you are doing by calling me this early in the morning?” (I know majority will contradict to the fact that quarter to nine is very early in the morning ) .

Anyways , the next few words he said was nothing less than magical . I could hardly believe my ears . As soon as he told me “It’s a whole day bunk today . So , sleep tight “ , I was out of this world . Was I dreaming ? I pinched myself to be assure of the fact that I was awake and kicking . At that point , I could have awarded that guy all my lands and possessions (i.e. if I had any) for delivering that sweet news to me . I knew what was awaiting me . An unrestricted alarm free sleep for a minimum of a couple of hours ( 9 – 12 is the golden period to sleep , not to forget that most of the things you dream in this period often comes out to be true )

Two hours later , I pulled myself up , after all the efforts to go back to sleep went fruitless . With toothbrush in my hand ( Yes , I brush my teeth daily ) , as I made my way across the lobby , I noticed that all the rooms were locked . The HOD or the warden was not on a round today . So, the possibility that everyone has locked himself in their room was certainly cancelled out . After all , I didn’t lock myself up and was still not escorted to my class by a tail-less monster .

Skeptical about the whole scenario , I came back to my room . The clock displayed 11:30 . I checked my inbox . No messages . If the bunk was cancelled , someone would have informed me at least . Conjuring all the possibilities that could have resulted into the locked rooms , I hoped against all the hopes that everything was on a right track .

The clock displayed 1:15 . The break during the two halves . The news was that the former CR of our class , along with his friends , suddenly discovered his appetite for revenge and was solely responsible for cancellation of bunk . Apparently , he was unable to digest the fact that he was dethroned from his position by a unified opposition . It looked like God appeared in his dreams last night and enlightened him by informing that the sole purpose for which he was here in the engineering college is to study and there was no logical reasoning supporting a whole day bunk .

Somehow , after a number of counseling sessions , we managed to convince him to skip a class or two for “ The Greater Good “ . But the incident had done enough to light the spark . The other section of the class , consisting of nerds and day scholars , decided that it was a pre planned attack to deprive them of the four golden lectures which could have made their life . They were looking for an excuse to attend the classes , and now they got it .

“Backstabbing” , they said . “Double cross” , they said . “Vendetta” they said .

Now they will fight among themselves.They will search for a chance to take revenge . They will attend all the classes . They will continuously struggle amongst themselves , bombarding each others’ compartments . But who will be responsible for our sufferings in this sanguinary battle ? Who will be responsible if the innocent ones are detained for short attendance ? Who should be held responsible for our misfortune ? Who ????? . Only time will tell what it has in store for us .