all abt us .....

                                               We are KICK ASS ! !

As I begin this page , I know I ve a lot to say and I also realize that how much ever I write , I would never be able to tell it all , coz it’s a tale that  started the beginning of something epic , and will go on till the last one of us is alive (and I hope it wouldn’t be me .)

As I take this opportunity to give a brief introduction of each and every person in the hostel group , I wish to state clearly , that even though I had my favorites and lesser favorites in the group , and at certain points there was a clash between all of us , I have always believed that together we were KICKASS ! ! , there was probably nothing we couldn’t do and nothing we haven’t done ! ! !

We all had unique nick names , it wasn’t the lack of respect for one another , but the comfort and warmth we shared with each other , we took each other for granted and took liberties without asking , it was no big of a deal ! , sometimes which got us into strange situations.

Our names portrayed our love for animals , reptiles , undergarment brands ! , villains from hindu epics ,  commercial sex workers ! ! parts on human body ! ! and common names by which waiters and kids are called ! !

Clashes of ego and pride have always resolved over a bottle of whiskey , (or rum, when we were broke!) , dinner table was never about food , but sleazy jokes , roasting each other in public , and hell lot of gossip ! ! (trust me we did that too..and I am not ashamed ! !.).

A special mention to our bar and pub ,

There were times when we were broke , and times when it rained money , in both circumstances , we celebrated , sometimes with Old monk , and sometimes with towers and pitchers of ultra chilled beer , sometimes it was Eric Klaypton and Hetfeild who greeted us , some times it was the ‘ junior guru’ (the waiter from Mayuri , who later became our friend ! ! )

There were women we liked , some of which were like d by all of us , some of which were dated by a few lucky and talented ones among us , while others just remained confined to our ‘Dirty Talks’. We all dated some one or the other , duration ranging from a couple of hours  to  lengthy stretch of days and months altogether , there were twins , models (that’s what we were told ! ! ) , foreigners , (though they don look like that ! ! ) , airhostesses , pilots , architects , engineers , sports women , school children (ya !! , and I still tease him with that !!) and a gay (out of accident, wasn’t even a date !) .

We all had a good appetite for music it ranged from thrash metal , gothic , hard rock , alternative rock , experimental rock , Altaf raja , A R Rehmaan , don know what all !

If it sounded good , or funny , or even different for that matter it topped our chart busters list , it was there on the ipod which was pretty much a public property ! .
We had a band called LEGACY , we had some great composers and music lovers ! ! i am proud of that ! 

We even went on the verge of listening Bhojpuri rock ! (all thanx to Anand Abhinav ) ,

Malayalam rock ( I liked it ! !) , and ‘GHINKEY MARINA’ (still figuring out , which sonofabitch brought that up !) .

Movies were a group activity . a laptop on the table , and 6-8 people struggling for space on a bed , there were people who had to be explained every  scene , and others who had their phones ringing all the time . There were people who would fight for space on the bed and would doze off in the initial 15mins while others had to   sit on one ass cheek to watch the movie till the end .

A movie marathon was something only we were capable of , it requires stamina and hard work which can only be developed by a dedication of staying away from books and studies , that it was not in everyone’s ability . Together we had ‘sacrificed ‘ our positions in class , so that lesser minds could  nurish , grow and dwell ! !!

All movie marathons were followed by discussions over the story line , direction , casting etc . and  everyone would explain his version of understanding , though we watched the same movies , everyone had a different angle to it , and strange that  everyone related it to the rest of the scenes so well that it was easy getting fooled ! !

We all gave something to each other , everyone contributed as an individual , and we all absorbed something from each other , some of us taught guitar , some taught basket ball , some introduced new genre of music , some introduced booze , some cigarette , some contributed love for food , some contributed love for traveling to new places , some contributed spiritually and rudimentary knowledge of god !

In a way we all spoiled each other and we helped each other develop each other as individuals . we were the sharp minds which refused to bent down to syllabus and exams. We looked at the bigger picture ! !

We threw our weight on people , but never intended to hurt someone , we were friendly if you didn't cross our roads , we could resolve any issue over a smile , all you needed was a good sense of humor .
We hit people and had fights , i would only blame it on the anger , we fought because we were angry not because of animosity , we didn't hold anything against anyone.

 In one of the fights we , we belted a group of guys (we aren't proud of it ) , everyone threw punches and kicks , (not me! i was sleeping in my room) , we were called and given a lecture by a senior , which later turned into an attitude throwing competition !! , (i took charge ! ) , we were not the one's who could be bullied over ! (we crashed him up and down ) , that day as i spoke for my friends , i had them standing behind me , they had my back , they were the energy and they were the ones who wouldn't 've cared to take arms again , if it was needed . such strong were the ties ! ! we were all brothers ! !

There were certain games and outdoor sports we played a lot , basket ball and cricket , basket ball was a regular activity , passion for some , fun for rest !

But it wasn the same for cricket , we had a typical team with typical players , some of which would throw the ball 35 times on the pitch to complete an over ( that too the 1^st one of the innings !) , some who found pitch distorted and threw the ball off it ! a captain who was never cared or listed for , a batsman who knew practically nothing more than a sweep shot , one with an amazing stance but had never touched a ball in his career !

We played many matches , and won one of them , we celebrated the victory in Mayuri , else too , we could ve done the same thing ! !

There are many other things I wish to write , many things I ve missed here and there , Maggie that we cooked , getting caught by the warden for ragging ,  bursting crackers in balcony and getting caught for that , our immense ‘love’ for west-bengal , the ride on the bikes , the fight for an extra samosa , cheta shop , ahh….

I do not know if I ve mentioned ur name in this page , but trust me there doesn’t go by a day when I laugh myself to tears , and realize that one the most memorable days are now history , I do not know weather we will meet each other again or not , but trust me , we definitely were KICK ASS ! ! !