I, Me, Myself

Long long Ago, so long ago, will not say how long ago (will you not guess that my age is 23) when I was in my college, I loved my college more than anything else. We were a group of five. For us, only we were human beings. Those who welcomed were considered us half human beings. We all believed in Karl Marx. All are Equal. Yes. Right from college watchman to Princi for us, they were all Aliens.

For any extra curricular activity, if the department needs us, they first go by looking at these places only.

The College Bus Shed: When we have no other thing to do, we would be here. This is the place where we secretly read an Old (6 months old) Play Boy Book. Also, the place where we read Women’s Era and its restricted pages. We smuggled them from Library. The funniest thing is we started reading Women’s Era after our Librarian started stapling certain pages. Till then, we have never kept our hands on that.

There are other things which I cannot type down here, which we did at this Bus Shed.

The A.V. Room: Until one day the AV in charge attended a department program of ours, he was under the impression that we were Vis. Comm. Students. Anyway, this room was our hot spot.

The Chapel: Have I not told you that am a God fearing person? Right from my schooling I had been pucca in this. Out of the 5, I was very sincere and regular in going to Chapel. I would go and sit and start practicing Yoga. My friends made Ga Ga over this Yoga. They always said that this form of Yoga is also called as Sleeping Seated.

The Canteen: MY father was not a good pay master. He would drop me at the College and Pick me up in the Evening. I only had Rs.100/- extra all the time. The same goes with 3 more girls and the other one was a hosteller. But, I have a lovely Nanny. She opened an account for me at the College canteen. She would come and settle the bill, every month on 5^th. Therefore we had an uninterrupted access to Canteen. The Canteen Aunty too liked me because in the whole of the college, I gave her good business.

The Library: The best place I ever enjoyed. Hey You! Stop thinking that I got my reading Habit from here. That habit started only after I left College. Before I elaborate anything on this let us take a short break…..from this

Have you heard of Palm size land Line Phone intruments? It had just been introduced at Burma Bazaar. They were charging between Rs.300-Rs.400/-. With just Rs.100/- which we had to produce as and when enquired by my Mr. & Mrs. Hitler, our hands were tied. Whom else could we go to?

With all options closed and no other option open, we went to Canteen. Banish (that’s how we call her) had that art. She laid her hands in the Kalla Potti (Cash Box). No, don’t call it stealing. After all, it was our aunty, our canteen and our kalla potti. Only thing is, she didn’t see us taking it. She calls us her kids. Dont you know that Inheritance is not stealing? Her money was our money. But, we had a rule. We never took a single penny extra. We bought that phone using this money.

Cut short the story, we bought this telephone to go to library. You should see our Librarian. Post Lunch she lived in her own world. We never disturbed her. Quite as cat we will go to the rear end of the huge library, where even the library assistants won’t come. Now don’t think that we were reading something GOOOOOD… All we had did was, we clipped the library phone cable. We instantly worked for Sun TV. We were Pepsi Ungal Choice techies. On a day, every one of us had a roll to play. We were directors, Camera Man, Program Host to what not? We have called ourselves Subshree Thanikachalam, James Vasanthan, or Pepsi Uma etc. We had adorned it all. How many programs we had created? One kind of that program is Idhu Jilpons Neram!!! The current form is Comedy Time…

Alas! why did I start telling this... Yeah these were the places where we could be found if we were inside the college campus. If they still don’t find us anywhere, they would then go to the class room. That too, if the class was in the middle of a lecture, they would look for us the next day.

Now why did I start telling all of this………hmmmmmmm? I will tell you that in the next Post, but for this post, I don’t have a Title.

So, here is the competition. Guess a title for this. The Winner has a Surprise!!!