This is something from home itself.
Let me first introduce u,all with my roommates with whom i share my last
year of Engineering.
'Sameer' guy from Delhi,
'Neerav'(name changed) truly a Rover.Although from Banaras,but he loves to be called from Delhi NCR.You know it makes a nice impression among girls,
when they say "Oh! the chocolate Boy is from Delhi itself wow!!
and he lives very near to Cannaught Place,must be from affluent family."
'Manav'(name changed) from Barabanki(small town near Lucknow).
Manav movie maniac,crazy about his violin.U'll find his desktop
inundated with English stuff "F.R.I.E.N.D.S","Joey"
"I dream of Jinne",almost 50 to 60 GB of english movies.
I sometimes wonders that "Was he really from barabanki or from Las
Vegas?"
He often gets violent when anyone of us even touches his violin.
Truly violent for his violin.
It is only through passage of time that i came to know about his truth.
I was sitting with my roommate Sameer playing a totally strange game
originated by Sameer himself.He used to have nice collection of old
songs in his lappie and he often challenges me to recognize the song
just by reading the inital captions.
Seems boring by description itself, but when u indulge yourself in it
u'll soon realize the fun in it.
i always tried hard to mark my impression in the game.Intially it was
a Gordian knot for me.But gradually i made it with almost 80-90% accuracy
as compared to that of Sameer's.
"Gora- kagaz tha"
www.songs.pk
"Tell me this song."-Sameer
"You've written it incorrectly.It's Kora kagaz tha ye dil mera."
"yeyeye! nice work man"-Sameer.
Soon our third roommate Neerav comes from a birthday party.
Neerav with his groggy tone.
"Hey! harry."- Neerav.
At prima facie we noticed that he had a drink.
A drunkard at teetotallers' house is something unbearable.
His eyes were red and horrifying but still he was the cutest,very similar to the boy in movie titled "LITTE MANHATTAN".
"Hey! listen guys a wall-lizard had peeped into my almirah.
I've seen it in my almirah."
-Manav.
"hahahahah! u mean to say that the lizard lives in ur cupboard."-Neerav
"No! i didn't mean that.What i meant to say that..."
Manav cut his words,soon realize that it's rubbish to argue with him now.
Neerav continues to talk rubbish in his unconsciousness.
"never argue or flout a drunken man" is what has been told to us
we were following this golden rule,smiling and laughing with him.
Manav and Sameer left to complete some of their daily stuff and it was only i that accompanied Neerav.
Soon there was a transform in his behaviour.
He was in deep thinking.Although he was playing with
his newly bought N73, he was thinking somethig else.
And then.....
"I love her."-Neerav.
"What?"
"Yes,Harsh i love a girl."-Neerav.
"And that's why u chose to drink."
"Not,exactly."-Neerav.
He was in his tears when he said that.It was always fun to have a chat with
him.We often chat throughout whole nights make fun of each other.We share every small things with each other.
But it was different today.He was more serious today.
"Who"?
"I don't know her name.But I love her."-Neerav.
"Is she from our college.?"
"No,She studies in Rajiv Ghandhi Istitute of Biotechnology."-Neerav
"And How do u come to know about her?"
"I,saw her today in medical canteen.I chased her,to her college.
Harry!listen she must be living somewhere here, in any of these
Girls Hostel Why don't u ask to your friends about her?"-Neerav.
"How? u don't even know her name."
"Ask,them Whether they know somebody from Rajiv Ghandhi Institute
newly joined,fresher fair looking ,i think she is in 1st year."-Neerav
"Hmm! ok i'll do that.But hey! why don't u search your dream girl on
ORKUT or on FACEBOOK.She must have joined some BioTechnology Community."
"Arey! ha."-Neerav.
He was out of his bed in revulsion as if he had 100 cans of 'REDBULL'.
We soon went to Manav's Desktop.After rigorous searching,we concluded that she is not on Orkut.
"Don't lose heart.i'll inquire about her."
Next morning he took me on his bike to have a glimpse of her lady.
i always hate to be on pillion with anybody.
He warned me that not to tell this to anybody else n i assured him too.
We waited for her for about half an hour.
"There she is........In Blue Denim Jeans"-Neerav.
"My dear friend 4 out 5 girls among them wear Jeans with same color.
Who's your Preeti Zinta."
"One in Pink Top"-Neerav.
"Mast hai yaar!Ekdam kadak... beauty."
"Shut up! i love her."-Neerav.
"Sorry..........."
We then headed to our respective classes.
Throughout that day i was in deep thought...
"When will i get my dreamgirl yaar!!?"
After a exhaustive day in college, i was happy to see that our cook was still
there at our residence and i request him to make a cup of tea.
Soon the door Bell rang.
"Is Manav at home?"-a sweet voiced lass replied.
"Yes! Who is this?"
"I'm his friend,Shweta"(name changed).
"Yeah! go inside."
I'was in bewilderment since she thanked me n entered his room.
I rushed to sameer's room with butterflies in stomach and with more energy.
you know a simple cup of tea make wonders when it is accompanied by beautiful
girls.
"Hey!Sameer look someone has come to meet our Manav."
"Who?"-Sameer.
"Pretty Faced Shweta."
"Oh! So why r u,so excited about it?"-Sameer.
"U know her ?"
"Yeah! she is his friend.She has been his friend for last 2 years."-Sameer.
"U must have told me this.I'm quite happy that atleast one of us have a girl-friend.Wow!!"
"She do have habit of spending weekends with Manav.He told us
that she comes to meet him as she feels as if she is in nirvana with him."-Sameer.
"OH!is this the case."
"Yes! she got Y.D.last year n now she need someone in aegis."-Sameer.
Soon we heard our Neerav's veteran bike.
"Any progress for today."-Sameer.
"No! not yet."-Neerav
Neerav with agog in excitement.
"Hey!how's there? i can smell the aroma in air."
"Shweta,is there in Manav's room."-Sameer.
"Ruk! Hi! kerke aata hu".-Neerav with chirping voice.
We were about to stop him.But he desperately headed towards Manav's
room.I then was discussing what happen in "Operating Systems" with Sameer, as he missed out the lecture today.We were unaware of the fact that Neerav has been peeping through the Manav's door.
"Hey! what r u looking?"
"Shhh! There is some interesting happening inside,see."-Neerav.
"Kya!Yoga Sikha raha hai kya apna Manav usse tension bhagane ke liye."
What we saw next was totally incredible.we saw our Manav had his hand
on her thighs as a maverick.He was touching her as if he was feeling the velvet
touch amid of her denim attire.
He suddenly switch to her face and kissed her.That was a decent move.
But soon he had his hand on her top and UNBUTTON her shirt sadistically.
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I close my eyes and dragged Neerav from there.
"Arey mein to apne Manav ko 'Manoj Kumar' samjhta tha,ye to 'Shakti Kapoor'
Nikla."
Although,I played a cameo in this group as i joined them only in last
year,But those were the best days of mine.
Those of u ,who missed the charm behind the dotted lines have to wait a
little.Something more interesting is being cooked.
