Though the title might sound uncanny, it does have a whole lot meaning to the Phase of life this blog is about.
My earlier thoughts were always attributed to each of these special people I have been with , during my journey in college. So, this one goes to all of them together.
People claim I have a wild child inside me that refuses to grow up and will never ever grow up. And this wild-ling came out after I met all these Brat Girls. Each special in their own way. And no, I am not going to praise each one of them or bore you with how special they are. That's so old blogs of mine..:-p
Even now when I am with new friends, suddenly i go..."You know when i was in Hostel with ...." stories and incidents. The major ones which I have repeated millions of times are the ones below.
Many of the special ones, I have already covered in earlier blogs.These are left out ones.
The Famous Bra :
Walking to Room 104 after the long tiring day. I see a huge gang standing in front of my door. They are all suddenly shocked to see me standing beside. I ask them what the hell is going on. And then they show me - a Bra stuck with cellotape on the wall.
And then all my energy comes back up. I laugh my lungs out. I make all sort of weird comments about the bra, including the cup/size/strap and how disgustingly unclean it is. And all this while the girls are laughing and laughing and I am joining the fun...Oh God only to realize , it was MY fu**ing bra.
I was then the laughing stock for many more weeks to come. I will never forgive you for this -- Pillu, Raaji, Palli, Supirya, Spari.....................
Missing Girl:
The girl "Richa Pal". The first year, first night of my crying after I am away from home. To make matters worse I had this girl as my roomie. She dried her clothes under the bed so that I dnt see her inners, she prayed 3 times and she talked in Proper /Actual Hindi. For me , who spoke Tereko Mereko Kind of Bambaia hindi, she was a mental shock. As if all this was not enough, she read to me Ghandiji's Autobiography before sleep.
People change , and she was a true example. She didnt come back one night to hostel. And her roomie was all tensed. The news spread like a wild fire (Girls hostel-remember?). And then the girls gathered to discuss on what possibly would have happened. I realized all my friends were talented script writers. Each and everyone of them would make it big in Bollywood.
"I think the Store keeper kidnapped her. She was last seen making a call"
"Maybe she is in Boys hostel"
"Do you think she quit because of the pressure herself? Cause tomorrow is submission"
"Why is the Hostel warden not doing anything? Does he know what went wrong?"
"Check her stuff, did she leave any note?"
"Police refused to take FIR. its not 24 hours. How irresponsible"
And the sleepless , clueless night continued. Everyone had their own version. All prepared to hear the worst. And then to everyone's surprise, Richa turned up driectly during the submission in college unaware of all that happened the previous night. (Apprarently went o Pune with BF) I remember Renu being genuinely sad and depressed the whole time and then hurling bad words when she was back. lol
Dedicated to : Spari, Renu, Jos, Rash, divya, Anu and many others who are in my wild memories.
Below the Tree:
Padai mein concentration nai aa raha yaar.
And that how, below the tree happened. First year, So much pressure. :-p
So little time, so much to do, getting to know what is engineering and rooms were not helping in any way.
So the girls found this as the solution. Go out, sit below the tree and study. Dnt knw how much it helped others. For me it was the only way I could see the guys play Volleyball.
ha ha ha....
Bhaagi used to climb the tree and I used to sit below.
Buffalo:
Though this is more of a Final year incident, but it holds a place up in this list. What to do when all girls have a weekend off and the girls are still in hostel and not at their homes.
" WE PLAN PICNIC"
But we do have hurdles-- Biggest - No money.
So, we decide to make home made sev puri and go to the fields in front of the hostel.
And then we go buy all stuff from Phata. Come back, dress up and all the girls go. We get a bed sheet, find a good place among the fields, play kitty party games and eat sev puri..and dance and sing --Until the true owners turn up.
The Buffalos!! Surrounding us, from NEWS (i mean North South East West) and what the F-- I am wearing a red dress. The scene which the happened cant be described. We were scared of the animal and the Animal were running away from us. Was a laugh riot with Ghayal, Spari, Jos, Bhagi, Dillu.
Shilpa and tantrum:
I know both Ghayal and Bhagat are excited that the title contains their names. But this is for the "Other shilpa". Jocia's roomie Shilpa. Before she ran away, her days with Jocia were "extremely exciting". Though Jos still loves her and misses her, she will never agree to it.
So, this incident happened when me and shilpa on a weekend went to store, during first year. she said she wanted to make a call. I was sitting outside sipping maaza (2rs) and she was crying on phone. Out of concern , i went and opened the door and asked her what happened. And then the shock of my life--She shouted and said "Savitaaaaaaaaaaaa.........................JAAA YAHA SE" still on the phone. The diploma guys, the store keeper, the Others.
And i Cried-What embarrassing moment
Jingle Mingle:
God Only Knows, why Jingle Mingle. But the preparation , dressing, discussion and celebration was awesome. We choreographed dances for this. Feast - Biryani/Gulab jamun and regular shit of our mess. Late night dancing and fun. For Guys , it always was and remain a mystery - What is Jingle Mingle?
A special thanks to whoever came up with the Idea.
Story Telling:
The best part of the nights (except the ones me and Rash shared in a bed). Rash--Miss you.
The story telling would have real life characters . The Main lead/Villans/Side actors would be either one of us or the Schizos.
There were stories at the end of which some would have teary eyes. Awwww...those were the nights. All cuddled in one bed, on each others laps, no lights, only moon light coming from the window. The first time i heard the story of Masoom from the sweet voice of Yogi. Still nostalgic.
No Need to mention who made these moments emotional. Bhaagi, dillu, Yogi, Ghayal, Adi, Bhagat, Spari.................
Guys Guys and Guys:
The Gossips, discussions, would be incomplete if I dnt mention them. Whats interesting, If I think now is, If a girl hates a guy the whole batch would end up hating him. For same reason. Big Kudos to how we handled Guys. Every interesting incident.
Pillu breaking up with "I return your gifts".
Letter: "Beware, We are the Schizos".
Amol bringing his parents to meet Ratna . (hahahaha)
Fresher climbing till the second floor of Girls Hostel.
MD (you are remembered) coming to meet Anu and commenting about other girls.
Everyone Hating Kuli , who turned out to be the worst GS.
Boys coming to ask for water after playing.
Room 104:
The dirtiest room then and i know for sure even now no one would have broken our record. It has witnessed what not. How Spari used to get pissed with me n Rash. She would enter angrily one day and start cleaning. And we both used to sit and giggle.
Handoo "we should not leave friends alone" and then getting blasted by Spari. (Refer my Handoo Pandoo Blog for detailed version)
Weeks of soaking clothes in bucket, and when they start stinking me and Rash force ourselves to wash them. I was way better than Rash in this. (atleast this). She would wash 2 buckets of clothes in 10 mins exact)
The Medicines which expired the "expiry date". Later we realized , it was for a purpose. Spari gobbled them up all one night.
Spari locked herself up in the room. And then Dillu had to climb from Pallis rooms balcony to open it.
Whole night 'lights ON"- RASHMI MORAB and dedication.
Jocia coming in to comb her bushy hair with wooden brush.
The Schizobusterzzzz chart - Where all incidents, waist line, gossips, new affairs were written down.
Rash sitting on the window (wearing almost nothing) and singing for Mess kaka.
Me dancing and jumping and senior from ground floor (room-04) shouting .."SAVITAAAAAAAAAAAAAA..."
THE WONDERS:
The dance group and how it was formed. Piya Piya became a hit and then it followed. Always dancing and dancing and dancing. I specially adore the Idea on Each letter on the jeans which then formed "THEWONDERS" when we danced.
Dillu, you remember the time we were in gathering. we all sat in the canteen outside and then you and me started dancing on sharara sharara. Slowly then quickly it was followed by people and then whole corridor was filled with people dancing.
The year it got disappointing is when , we ended up dancing on Morni with that senior.
Ghayal and her Brother:
Though I havent written a blog about her, but we has fun times. Ghayal you recall, we going for walks and then when some professor from Electrical passes by, I would call out your roll number. Hee hee--so much fun.
Ghayal and nonveg. Synonymous or what? Ghayal is a repository of nonveg jokes. Her imaginations runs wild even the cleanest of the words or sentences. She almost was a professor who help us graduate in nonveg stuff.
We missed her during second Yr, but then she came back and it had been fun all along. final year was cherry on the top. Cause her brother joined for Mtech. And then Bhaagi having a crush and then he smiling after knowing all that. ha ha ha
Rash Birthday:
Every girls dream is to make her Best friends Bday special. So when Rashs bday was to be planned, I got her Watermelons. Real watermelons. And then who needs cake when Watermelon is cut.
Journey for Rasberry dolly:
Cravings!! Bhagi and Yogi decide to eat Rasberry Dolly. For those who know, in our college where ZANKAAR is the cola drink served and for ice creams, even chocobar is rare sight. But obvious when Bhaagi and Yogi decide to eat "Rasberry Dolly" it was a tough task to finish.
Canteen to store to phata and more and more exploring...ended up eating nothing and spending more money than what a dozen of Rasberry Dolly would cost.
What day!!!
Chinese:
Cravings again...!! Why Cravings for chinese? Try our Mess food for a week and then you will know that anything and everything is divine. And Chinese at 18/- has been our savior. In my memory, I have an exact picture of Jocia opening each packet of sauce, gravy and noodles slowly and carefully and then gulping and finishing everything within seconds.
The other delightful thing were the mangoes Dillu used to bring. Each ones wrapped in paper. And after dinner we all used to rush to eat them. Bhagat u remember?
Embarrassing moment:
No One knows what goes on inside girls hostel. Its a mystery. I can imagine guys standing in front of the entrance and wondering what is going on inside. And then their imagination running around everywhere. You really wanna know, what happens?? First year, I go to take bath . I am about to finish and then Aditi opens the door, stares at me for few seconds, says sorry and runs away.
AWKWARD!!!!!!!!!!
I stand there stunned, not knowing should I kill myself or live the rest of my life inside the bathroom.
It been years since all these happened and its still in my memory -FRESH. Like it happened yesterday.
These days when I start with my incidents, my friends go "Savi..we already know this one!" .
We should have got more time to keep adding more incidents to this bucket- sad but true.
Ooops...still wondering how the title is relevant? The hostels that got us closer and gave these wonderful memories, are for some reason name "Dhavalgiri" "Malaygiri" and hell lot of "Giris".( Keeping out Alaknanda.......).
It was apt for all we "Gire hue log"
