Broth*l or Girls Dorm (Choose Urself)

They say all boys are same.
Yes we are!! n who am I to flout pretty girls sayings?
u know God himself sometimes sends his messages through
cute kids n pretty girls....


I had a friend of mine back in college days who eventually n unfortunately got
this so called 'Information Technology' Stream.
She was frustated with this whole techonology.
Although it was fine for her during first year.

But curriculum was forcing her to have a computer.I produced myself in benevolence.
In between lectures I adviced her to have a
desktop instead of a laptop.

But had a mischeivious plan in mind.I let her know the
evil part of my supporting hand.

'See i'll accomapany with authorized computer guy to your Hostel. '

'What....Why?'

'Just for fun.'

'It's dangerous...'


I was aware of menace of this but still i mustered
inner strength n entered in heaven. I placed my right foot first at...'CNC' 6 storey Girls Hostel.

I dressed myself for the expedition perfectly.
I was aware that these Girls hostel Wardens will grill
me n may give my panceras a exertion.

She was horrible,she had large,cold fishy eyes.Slight doubt
n she would have been beheaded me.But I played my part
brilliantly.Her compartment looked more ugly.
Everything there was hard and polished giving it a
severe varnish look.

I wore an ordinary half sleeves shirt.A matching trousers.
I replaced my shoes with a pair of toilet slippers.
I gave up my wrist watch and ring for the greater cause.
I camouflaged myself as a helper as only a technical helper
could have a providence then.n now, here I was
ready to be frisked.

I armoured myself with a tool-kit n accompanied with the real technical guy.



My friends place was at sixth floor,it jollied me as i could find more time
with all undergarments hanging around the passage added
charm to my voyage.




It was day time around 1700hrs most of them had their siesta n were half dizzy


majority of them were in shorts n cloaks.Some of them recognized
me n were shocked sighting me at their dorm.
I was a fastidious bloke there.



I sighted a girl who was busy clipping her dark black tress with
both of her hands reaching almost to back of her head adding
extra size to her bosom.Her Red T-Shirt made a way for me
to have an eye on her tummy.Her flaunty legs had already hipnotized me.
I wish i could had the privilege to help her to tie her hair,so that no one else could see her kaleidoscopic figure.




I could hear the commotion coming from all direction
n believe me majority of them were with their cell phones.It is only through
this day i infered that a girl having a Reliance handset sure to have a boyfriend.



I placed myself studiously at my friends room.


The other technical bloke had a snuff with a white powdery stuff...
He was looking very similar to South-Indian type movies where a villan
prepares himself before raping a woman.

Believe me these girls hostels are much better furnished than boys dorm with
study tables astrologically placed at their venue.
Wallpapers of bare chested 'SALMAN KHAN' n 'JHON IBRAHIM' glued atristically with their
underwears clearly visible.
Three beds juxtaposed promoting lesbianism.I could only find two Teddy
bears up above the cupboard greeting me with a pinky smile.
As if they were only one who pleased sighting me.




Only with few pretty clothes agglomerated at the corner of the room
I saw a girl in shroud at my friends attic.
She woke up with noise.

She excuse us and made her way out of the room.

It was a picturesque scene from there with 'Sharahd'(Girls Hostel) to its right,



another girls hostel named 'Shiddhi Vinaayak' to its left n 'Sweet homes'
(truly a sweet home to be) to its back adding brilliance to the whole panorama.

I wish i could have a flute there so that as a flautist i could mesmerize
all girls from there to my dorm.

GodMen n saints say human life is Transient and Ephemeral.
They termed fate as fickle.

yes!! it is true n i felt i lived my life to its fullest at Girls
dorm n Thanked God for this fate that i embraced with both hands.