It was the first day of university life for my Biochemistry mates in the wing. First day of class and the seniors call them all out for a session at quarter to midnight and we do know don’t we, haa!!!! the 15 of them boys and girls crowded around the Lamp post near the Gops Circle in the specified dress code! The seniors arrived, called one of the juniors and poured all kinds of curry and curd on him and at the stroke of 12 started singing, with a guitar in tow “Happy birthday to you”, happy birthday to you…” It was that victim’s birthday and I say that was one of the best ice breaking sessions (on the pretext of a ragging encounter though.) A midnight party with yummy creamy cake, juices n snacks followed all courtesy their seniors…. Wow!! That is called a surprise birthday…..
24th August Shal’s birthday and we were all bugged by now of the midnight birthday party routine. The surprise element had vanished; birthday kids knew the drill by heart….to be wished, ushered into a dark room in some corner of the hostel or to the open grounds… or a zillion peeps barging into their room, giving u bumps et al. We decided against it and wished her and gave her presents first thing in the morning of her special day……..She knew too well that all of us were too tied up with our departmental work so that the midnight wishing ceremony was a clean avoid….
Dinner that night was at 7:30 as always and as per routine she opened the door to my room, for the chit chat and in she went and out she jumped with her whole 5 feet 8 inch body :)… The birthday party had begun…with a lot of disaster in line, broken spectacles, watches, vase and of course cake on the floor, the cream mingled with the water and 20 -25 girls screaming and jumping around escaping from the cream in their friends’ hands over the two cots (my poor room). It was a splendid birthday though all the gals had to go wash their shampooed hairs again, and scrub their bodies to let go of the sticky cream, with the oily skinned ones running to the washbasins first to give no chance for those dreaded pimples to come. They did come back for cleaning up. Girls can be so so violent?!!
Ums… u reminisced and I followed, Starry u celebrated and me too.. couldn’t help but Repost…Nu, Me too needs to check my head, feeling so lazy, awwwaaaaah! and what do u think I’m upto these last two days, playing games on FB! Addicted, what do I do…Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeelllllllllp