You know what was the worst thing that happened with my room neighbor last fortnight ???

He studied days and nights for the sessionals , slept late , woke up early and gave up on all the possible means of entertainment . To sum it up , he was no sports for those three days and was no better than a living dead . And just the night before the sessional , this news came . We could see it coming for past one week and knew it would happen sooner or later , only that we were not certain about the exact date . The college was closed for the next one week and the hostels were supposed to be shut down within one day , courtesy to “Swine Flu” .

The things built up very nicely that night . As usual , Mr. Nerd was having his private meeting with the books and I was preparing for the next day , when I was supposed to start the preparation for exams  :P   . Right then , a news was spreading very rapidly all over the hostel . A final year guy was tested positive for H1N1 and was sent for a re-test .

We were speculating a reaction from somewhere when a messenger junior came to my room and asked to make my way to the ground . Apparently someone organized a gathering in the ground and within minutes the mass started moving towards the warden’s room . I doubt if warden didn’t considered it a nightmare when he saw around 300 students gathered outside his room at 2 in the night . Immediately chairman was informed and a notice was circulated everywhere . College was closed and sessionals were postponed .

I am still not sure whether it was a fear of H1N1 or the exams that initiated this movement . I guess it was more out of exams than H1N1 . Going by the students’ psychology , they would choose H1N1 over exams anyday . Next day , everyone was home and that too , with an official reason .

“Mom !!! I prepared so hard for the exams and never wanted them to be postponed . But the management didn’t left us with a choice . They all are such bullies  :(  ”

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Recap : Two months back , courtesy to the brilliant management of his college , the boy who was once heading the queue in the morning ended up at the tail by the evening and was left with no option but to get The Haunted Room allotted to his name . An hour later , every single person was found rushing to the boy consoling him and assuring him of all the possible help they could provide ( except exchanging their room with his ) . The boy had no other option left but to wait and see what was in store for him .

Last week , after Dean did not give up calling me day after day ( he assumed that he was ringing my father’s number ) , I decided to go to the college for a week or so , to pay the fees and getting my name enrolled and not to forget , a tour to the much hyped room of mine .

A gigantic , black and rusty lock was found hanging at the door . I wondered why they need such a lock to guard an empty room , as if it was guarding the Chamber Of Secrets . After a few knocks at the warden’s room and completion of the formalities , an assistant was send with the key to open the room . My curiosity was increasing with every step I took towards the room .

Finally he opened the room . The room , as I assumed , was not empty . Not a single part of the room was empty . It resembled more like the building comprising of the eggs of “Godzilla” . Spider’s web encompassed three quarters of the room . Lizards , mosquitoes , roaches and an array of bugs were having a war for their territory . The large packages kept in the room were looking very suspicious indeed . The condition of the room was terrible and even a ghost would resist residing in such a room . After I complained to the warden that I have paid the money for a room and not for a monstrous cave , he promised to get the room renovated within a few hours .

After about three hours my room was looking a lot more human . The illegal residents of the room were sent away . The packages smuggled  somewhere else . Everything was in their place but for an extra bed . I was quite sure that this was a single seater . Then what the hell were two beds doing there ? It appeared as if the ghost had made his intentions quite clear . He was not at all interested in sharing the same bed with me and has made arrangements for himself . I didn’t had any problem with that until he poked his nose in my matter .

The first night in the room . I was hammering in a nail in the wall . Thakkk …. Thakkk …. Thakkkk …. Suddenly the fan started making an abnormal sound like it could fall down any moment . My first thought was that the ghost didn’t like the unnecessary sound I was causing and has decided to throw in a warning at me , saying ” Jeeyo or Jeene Do ” . My heart said ” Wo Aa Gaya ” while my mind was trying to look for the cause behind this . Later I found out that a polythene somehow flew got stuck in one of the blades of the fan and was the reason for this event . Except that incident , nothing paranormal happened that night .

The following days , the strength of my room increased . My friends who were still waiting for their rooms to be vacated took shelter in my room . The extra bed that the ghost has arranged for himself was captured by us . Humans are afterall more dangerous than the ghosts .

The ghost must have decided to change his address as my room was turned into a common room in few days , afterall my balcony provides a perfect view of college and when its raining , the view is just amazing . In a week that I spent there , I could not detect any paranormal activity . All the rumors and warnings have gone to dust . The conclusion is that my haunted room is not haunted afterall .

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Today was indeed a long long day for me . Reason , being a part of the crowd looking to book their seat in the hostel . Majority of the students reached the management block as early as 4 in the morning as no one was ready to take a chance . There are only 104 rooms available in the E block and students were more , causing a rush for the hostel allotment .

I , being a part of the crowd was sitting at the stairs for a long part of the morning . The whole environment was filled with the sound of chit – chats , buzz and occasional verbal outbursts from few desperate ones . But at 7′o clock , when the doors were being opened and the much enthusiastic students entered the block , there was a new sound to be heard . CRAASSHHHHH …….. The glass partition in the middle of the hall was unable to bear the pressure applied and thus , came down with a loud thud on the floor .

I have not seen such a rush in my life , not even during the counselling .The college management failed in handling the whole situation .It was panic everywhere . It was clear that its not worth being a part of the pulls and pushes and we would be better off coming back after some time .

Now comes the interesting part of the story . There is a room on the first floor ( E-231 ) where a student committed suicide a few years back . This room has not seen an inhabitant for many years . Last year , a guy dared to go for this room but eventually , he backed off after 2 months declaring that the room was haunted and the spirit in the room was not allowing him to live there peacefully . Now after that incident no one was ready to book that room .

12′o clock . After a lot of efforts , being thrown out a multiple number of times , being scolded by the Dean and warden a couple of times , initiating a number of quarrels among the students , finally we were able to enter the room where the allotment was under process . Slowly but surely the queue was moving . A number of dudes were entering the queue from the sidelines , decreasing the probability of the people behind them of being allotted a room . I kept watching .

1′o clock . Only 3 students between me and the window and after waiting for so long , I knew now it was just a matter of time .

10 minutes later , a declaration came from the warden , ” Room in the E block are full . Rest of the students are advised to go back now .”

After waiting for so long , a news like that was heart breaking for me . I was late and now it was not worth staying here . I mumbled in my mind ,” I should go back now and rethink on what to do now .” I just reached the doorsteps when a thought flashed into my mind ,” Have someone gone for E-231 .” I rushed back to check . It was still vacant .

Me : Sir , E-231 is still vacant . Please give me that room .

Warden looked at the cashier and both of them smiled .

Warden : Are you sure ? Do you know that ……….

Me : Sir , I know everything and I am not afraid of living there .

Warden : Ok then . Lets do it . Btw , whats your percentage ?

Me : its 79.2% aggregate right now . (thinking , what percentage got to do with that)

Warden : Excellent buddy . (Shaking hands)

Me : Sir , why did you ask me that ? Does the spirit give a consideration to the studious ones ?

Many student approached me with “Are you mad ? ” …….”You must be joking right” …… ” Do you even know the history of that room ?” …….”Just get the pooja done before entering the room and it will be ok ” ……. “Don’t worry , these are all rumours” ……. “Once again you got a double seater and now your room partner is a spirit.” …….. ” I will nominate your name for the bravery awards this time . ” …….

One of the guys asked me ” Why so serioussss ??? ” …. I felt like shouting at him and asking ” Won’t you be so serious if after toiling for 12 hours or so , you get a room which everyone had deserted and the guys ( even the warden ) is acting as if I have made the last mistake of my life ” …. but I was too tired to reply . I made my way back to the hostel . The scorching heat of the sun was ineffective . The campus which was full of students appeared empty . All those things which were troubling me (internal viva , project submission , the LAN bug in my laptop ) were out of my mind . My clothes were soaked with sweat . My body was tired , both physically and mentally . My eyelids were shutting down due to the lack of sleep .There was one and only one thing I was thinking about .

“Me and My Haunted Room”

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