I have a friend of mine. He graduated from NIFT, Gandhinagar. Our graduation year was same. In 2007, he graduated from NIFT and I from my engineering college. Well he is not the same person whom I talked about in one of my earlier posts. His name is... what is his real name.. gosh... I don’t know. The truth is that he used to be called by a nick-name which is actually a slang in hindi. That slang has been cropped in the last and twisted with such cuteness that all of us totally enjoy calling him by this name. Since it won’t be very decent to use that nick-name here as many of you may feel offended, so I would like to refer him by a combination of special characters.. let’s say.. “@$$”.
@$$ is a guy with a charming personality, enough to impress some girl. And in the college days, I have heard a lot about his numerous affairs. But after college, we were not much in contact.
So the day before yesterday I was having this tele-conversation with this guy and it was really interesting so I thought to share some part of that conversation.
It starts like this.
It was 8:45 pm. I was in my office busy with some project work. Suddenly my phone rang. It was some unknown number.
“Whose number is this?” I said to myself.
Wondering, I picked up the call.
“Hello, what’s up bro?” A little familiar voice asked from the other side.
I was trying to recall whose voice was that.
“Hi, I am fine. Your voice sounds familiar, but sorry, I am not able to recollect you” I said.
“I am @$$. You forgot me. How could ya? Seems you have become rich and successful and that’s why forgot your old friends” he said pulling my leg.
“Oh! Shut up. It just took a while otherwise I knew it’s you...bloody @$$” I said and giggled.
“So tell me what’s up there at your end. It has been so long since we talked. Where are you right now?” I added.
“I am good. You know what I am at your alma mater, IIT Kanpur” he said.
“Oh really, you are. What the hell are you doing there?” I asked with curiosity.
“I am an enrolled full time student here.” He replied.
“Stop kidding me. You designer jerk! What would you do in my technical institute? Tell me the truth. Why are you there?” I didn’t believe the fact of him being a student there.
“Dude, this is the truth. I cleared CEED exam and now pursuing M. Des. here at IIT Kanpur.” He cleared my doubt.
M. Des is basically Master of Design programme which is offered at IITs.
“Oh, wow. It is wonderful. You must be a proud person studying there at IITK.” I said.
“Yeah, proud, totally, except there is hell out here.” He said in an undermining voice.
“I know, because of academic pressure,it is really hell. I remember my 4 years. They were killing” I supported his view going back to the time of my college
“No, academic is fine. I have other problem with this institute” he said.
“Really, what?” I asked
“Dude there is almost no girls here.” He said.
I laughed a lot upon hearing this.
“No, seriously, negligible girls. How did you survive your four years I am surprised. When I was in NIFT, we had a total strength of 30 in my department of Accessory Design. Out of 30, 23 were girls. We used to get company all the time. Eating with girls, studying with girls, playing with girls and movies with girls etc. etc. But here it is a total desert.
Dude, it was my first class at IITK. I reached early before the commencement of the lecture. I chose to sit on the second row from the back. Slowly students were coming and they were filling the vacant seats. I was like this: 1 dude, 2 dude, 3rd dude, 4th dude. After 10th dude, I thought that now atleast a dudette would show up. But no, I wasn’t that lucky. I kept counting them 15th dude, 16th dude... 29th dude. 30th person entered the room, slim and wearing jeans and t-shirt. That person had long hairs and was looking towards the floor so that her hairs were covering her face. From the back I thought that finally here enters my most awaited chick. Soon she looked up to find a vacant seat and what I could see that this person was a he and not a she and that too with a good moustache. It was my desperate eyes and mind which pictured him to be a woman.
And by the time, lecture was about to start, it was confirmed that this batch had no girl. When I was on the verge of losing hope...entered a girl. She had extreme fair complexion and looked stunning in her blue jeans and crimson red full sleeve tee. Though she looked little studious, she was the hottest girl for me on the planet. So, now I was wondering where was she gonna take her seat.
She moved. But she didn’t move towards the class rather she moved towards the dais and started rubbing the blackboard with a duster. Damn it! She was the instructor of the class. God was being so brute to me. Well then I just tried to concentrate on the lecture while cursing my fate on the same time.
Somehow, I was trying to deal with the given conditions at IITK. One day on the notice board, I read a notice that they were going to organise a discotheque in the campus and entry was free. So, the evening came and I went to the disc. I entered the disc, hoping to have some fun that night.
In the NIFT, disc used to be full of girls and boys in a proportion of 50:50. And here it wasn’t even 5:95. Well, I saw that there were two girls dancing in one of the corners there. They were good looking too. So, I decided to approach them. Gradually, with my cliché talks, I came close to one of the girls. And we decided to go out of the disc and just have a walk in the campus. This was the first time I was feeling so good. We were having a lot of stupid conversation. We also had some coffee together.
But it was not really the beginning of something great because while having the last sip of my coffee, I was about to ask her a question which was going to devastate me again.
I asked her “So Tanushree, what courses are you enrolled in here at IITK?”
“No, no, no. I am not a student here. I am the daughter of Dr. Ragmohan Reddy. I came from US just yesterday. And I got to know about this discotheque today only so I came here with my friend.” She poured a lot of information.
And, after this I decided not to meet her again.” After saying all this @$$ took a long pause.
“Dude, what’s wrong with you? You got this great girl and now you decided not to meet her. Why?” I asked @$$ to know the reason and also to break the silence
“Why. I tell you. Praveen, I never met this girl but I knew this girl already, even most of the boys in campus know this girl. Because Dr. Ragmohan Reddy has only one daughter and you know what Dr. Ragmohan Reddy is the present Director of IITK. And on the top of that we know that her only daughter was married to a millionaire in US just a month ago.” He said it all in a single breath.
“Oh boy, this is a real disaster. @$$, you are totally screwed.” I sympathized with him and on the same time I could not stop my laughter which burst out abruptly.
