Hi, This being my first blog, i hope the errors can be overlooked.
So wanted to write something from a long time, but it has become reality only today, and the first people i would like to write about is my room mates... Ass holes
Just after taking admission in the engineering college, i along with my first room mate Kunal Katyayan rented a room in Gottigere, a place near by my college. I knew Kunal from my school days, quite an arrogant person, but a really an intelligent kind of persons who was in love with anything related to computers. After returning to Ranchi, i met another of my old friend, Abhishek Periwal, and fortunately or unfortunately he had taken the admission in the same college as we did... So here comes my second room mate Abhishek Periwal, whom i have known as my school mate and my neighbour since my +2 days , such an ass hole man!!!. He would go to any extent for clearing his accounts with anyone upto the accuracy of 25 paise, a true marwari in every sense.
So I, Kunal and Abhishek started as room mates in a 1-BHK house (we got that quite cheap in Bangalore, considering the situation right here in New Delhi), and every thing was fun for us, except for few altercations between Kunal and Abhishek and sometime even i was invloved. We were partners in most of the things, like we were sharing the same class in our first year, we went together for our brief ragging session in one of our seniors room and as far as i remember we started drinking together as well and all other stuff for which we didn't have any options. Every thing was going fine, and then one day after around 2 months or some, comes the hero, Sonu Sharma, my 4th room partner, a neighbour of our senior from Kokrajhar, Assam. Initially we were not much intrested in keeping him as our room mate, but as per the proposition from Sonu and Balaram Bhaiya, his stay in our flat was supposed to be temporary and he would look for an alternate option very soon. Hence i got a new room mate whose temporary stay became permanent. Sonu Sharma was also a mawari but completely opposite to Mr. Periwal, Kunal katyayan's fast friend by now. Sonu was otherwise okay okay kind of person and a smart guy, but really a irritating element, in hindi a real bakchod, really has the potential to fuck any one's ear. But it was kind of good, because he was the one who kept talking and easing the tense environment.
So we were now 4 room mates in the 1st year of engineering, having a gala time.
After writing these lines, i am really feeling very nostalgic about college days... so this blog thing will continue for a while
P.S. No offence meant.
To be continued...
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Beta lagta hain mera number aane tak ka toh budapa aa jayega.....
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ReplyDeleteMujhe aaj bhi woh raat yaad hai Kunal... jab tum aur abhishek, tum dono, dosti ki atoot kasmein kha rahe the. I was the witness
ReplyDeleteAur Sonu had tried to find a room nearby, but cudn't find any... and u didn't hate him that much during college.. only after college everybody needed more space, so there were more ego fights.
Jo hua usse bhul jao... pakad ke jhul jao
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ReplyDeleteya choro kya tera blog ganda karoon... phone pe gali deta hoon..
ReplyDeleteWah durgesh,,,,,Well said
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