MEDLEY

4th year was the time when most of us got a little daring compared to the other years. I mean, what could they do to us? The prof’s or the management. We were carrying the weight of the world anyway. The classes in the afternoon were boring beyond words..
Attendance as you all know, is carried out by the prof’s calling out numbers.
It’d run like this… 179 –present ma’am.
180- present ma’am.
181- (female student with specs stands up to answer the attendance) PRESENT MA’AM! (the whole class erupts into a chorus)
And she’d feel so embarrassed, she’d scorn at the class before hiding her face with her hands on the table. And then everyone’d laugh.
And a few other NRI’s would answer in this manner when they had to say their numbers out loud.
“twennie nayne!”
“thuR(tongue rolled up back to touch the hard palate) TEEN!”

year one.
The quintessential gang of guys I’d say in my group were aditya, azeb, himmat, ajith, Thomas, and vijay. There was this one time when we taking part in a treasure hunt organized by our seniors then, Husain, Ahad, Wazim etc. (these were the seniors who initially started off literary club)
We were in charge of getting a few articles necessary to run the treasure hunt. It so happened that the ‘treasure’ was a human skull. That we managed to offer cos we were in first year and had access to it.
Anatomy being a big subject in first year.
We had unfortunately lost the hunt, having arrived at the treasure 4th(so much for all our talent!) and were on our way back to the hostel when we decided to stop by ‘dosa camp’ for a snack.
The place is packed. And so we squeeze in-between those customers who are already seated and try and order what we want.
At that point, ajith doesn’t have any place to keep his belongings(read skull) so he picked it up from the packet that was on the floor and placed in front of the customer who was feasting on a dosa.
And all this was in full view of at least 15 customers and 7-8 waiters etc.
The customer, a ~40 something year old man suddenly said in kannada/english:
“Aiyayo! What is this! Are you mad?!! I cant eat with this on the table! You people have any sense??!”
And immediately got up from his seat, and left in a hurry, cursing us behind his back.
i wonder if he paid for his dosa for that matter!
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alright. i think i'm gonna retire my notes. thanks a lot for reading em! i enjoyed writing them as well. tc and all the best everyone.