MESS-O-MANIA

It was the beginning of August and the day was a real eye opener. My eyes opened only when half of my bed was drenched in rain.

Oh! I forgot to tell you about the geography of my 'luxurious' single seater room. It was an 8ft*15ft duster shaped room with almost half of its roof invisible and it was merely covered by a piece of a yellow plastic sheet, you could say it was pretty much of an 'Eco-friendly' room, in which the rains, the sunlight, the dust particles had direct access to enter. And a huge ply-board separated my room from Abhinav's, with holes dug into it, which gave me an undue access in his room; and most importantly he never knew that. And above rest my bed was just below the missing portion of the roof.

By the time I regained my senses my room was well irrigated with water, with all my belongings getting the nourishment. I hurriedly pulled off my beddings and books and placed them in the corridor and started to sweep the water out. The easiest option was to drain it in Abhinav's room, through the partition.

"If you had the easier way, then why to do it any other way, hehe", I grinned wickedly and drained the water in his room.

"What the fuck are you doing Anuj? You swept all the water in my room", shouted Abhinav.

"Oh! that was the slope of the room, which did the trick, I didn't' do anything." I tried to justify my crooked move.

By the time I was standing at his door, to estimate, how badly his room hit by the drained water.

"Oh! fuck man! Look what have you done. All my cigarettes are wet" he almost had tears rolling down his eyes, seeing those wet cigarettes; as if he had lost his balls.

"And what about the books?" They're wet too". I asked him pointing towards Resnick Haliday Walker, obeying the principal of floatation.

"I just don't give a damn for the books, but where the hell I am gonna get cigarettes so early in the morning, I cant even shit without them, they build the pressure man!" he grimmaced in pain.

He was shouting like hell in the agony of those white, sleek, cylindrical pieces of grass.

"Hey! is everything OK?" enquired CM entering the room, puffing out thick rings of smoke, and the cigarette was immediately plucked from his mouth by Abhinav.

"I don't think everything is OK", Tharki appeared in the room out of nowhere. Idiot I thought.

"Whoa; now why is that?", I questioned.

"A thief broke into my bathroom last night, and some of the accessories are missing." He explained the whole scenario, what the bloody coward saw from his window, and didn't even had the balls to even shout aloud to gather the mob, goddamn idiot; as always. I thought.

"What? You saw the burgler broke into the house and you didn't even bothered to call anyone. And don't tell me that your pants were on fire, bloody coward", Abhinav went hammer and tongs on Tharki.

"What...what else could I have done, I was scared", Tharki stammered.

"Now this is the height of stupidity; you cuold have used your mobile phone, you idiot.", Abhinav went all gung-ho about this and wanted to knock Tharki down.

By the time Bihari and other flatmates gathered. Chetan was still asleep.

Everyone was mocking Tharki for his ultimate stupidity.

Our land-lady was informed about this, and the matter ended with the storm in the tea cup.

Later, four of us were having lunch in the mess (me, Abhinav, CM, and Bihari) when out of nowhere some boys tried to make fun of Bihari for his strange accent of talking. Bihari stood up and slapped the boy. O man, after that we all went with our hands up in the air and started beating the hell out of those boys. One of the boy in the mess, came to our party and started kicking their asses up. The whole of the Natraj mess, turned into a wrestling ring, with a no holds barred match going on. I took a plate and banged it hard on the face of one of the boy. He was licking the floor by then. CM also did the same. Abhinav seemed to be in trouble, but the new boy helped him out. It was one hell of a lunch. Our mess incharge sorted out the things.

After the action packed lunch, we all sat down, the new boy also joined us. Intrestingly, his name was also Abhinav, from Jamshedpur, enrolled in Bansal Classes.

Now, when we turned are heads around , the whole mess was looking as if someone had raped it, the mess had turned mess.

"Mess -O-mania"..yelled the Nawab.

UNLUCKILY--"LUCKY"

I woke up late next morning, lying on my bed in an awkward position; maybe a new position for the latest edition of the KAMASUTRA.I just tried to figure out the things in my room with one eye shut and still in that position.

A couple of trousers,a tattered pair of denims and few jazzy coloured T's were clumsily placed in one corner of the room. A few books lay strewn on the small bedside table. An alarm clock sat dangerously on the tip of the bedside table; only the colour of the snooze button appeared to have worn off faster than the other buttons.

Since, I was late for the class, so I decided to give it a miss, and decided to attend the second lecture. The Nawab was sleeping as usual, as he decided, not to attend the classes after he was caught asleep in the class, and was asked to get out of the class right then. He attended classes only when he feels bored, or he dont' have any of his friends online on the internet. Similarly, his messy room could easily be identified with a typical, brash teenager's room, where the only way to get rid of junk was to pile up more junk on top of the existing lot; effectively making it disappear from the line of sight.

But the thing that made me upset was that today, unluckily being late I'll miss the chance to see the gorgeous girl. This made me feel nostalgic; even though I never knew her name, I was behaving like a roadside romeo, who was throwing tantrums like a child on not having met his girlfriend. But in my case I dint' had any. In the meanwhile I got ready for the class and left the place leaving behind 'sleep worms'.

But hold on; What is this ? The girl. She was standing right in front of her gate, where I see her everyday. I was excited, adrenaline rush doubled in my veins. I just started thinking of something else; my heart took control over my brain. I saw this as an opportunity to talk to her, she was all alone and no one was around. But there was a great risk in this task; the stakes were higher. What if she just ignored me? Or gave me a moral lecture on Eve Teasing? But now the devil in my mind took control. My mind started working.

"This is Kota dear,no one will ever get to know what she said to you. But if the girl is with you, she can make your world go around.", the devil roared.

Now that was not at all a bad advice. No one knows me here, and most importantly I was looking upon the girl more like a trophy girlfriend. Every boy wants a pretty girlfriend, and she was no less than an Angel or may be the Devil, God knows. But atleast I should give it a try, atleast ask her name.

"You should take risk, you will understand the miracle of life when you allow the unexpected to happen", the Devil inside me roared again.

But my "never talked to a girl" background of my glorious K.V days only made the situation worst for me.

Thats' what happened to me just then. Inspite of all the things I could have done or said I asked her a question.

"Are you also late for the class?". Now I imagined how stupid I was to ask that straightaway. I could have just said 'hi' .Idiotic, I thought I lost all my chances in one go. Now all I could do was to look at her and smile stupidly until she answered. Truly speaking, she looked more pretty when standing just a foot away rather than when I ogled at her from several meters away. God, please tell me who is she Angel or Demon.

'Ya! but how do you come to know?', she seranaded.

'Because from two weeks I see you here when I go to my classes, but today I am late, but I am still lucky to see you here.' I answered trying to be more confident.

(confidence! bullshit. Honestly speaking the only thing left was that I dint' peed in my pants, but my legs could still feel the shiver.)

"Hmm.... smart answer." She smiled.

'Hi, I am Anuj', I introduced myself to her.

'Hi, I am Neha', she said.

Then we exchanged general information about each other, she was from Chandigarh and was enrolled in Bansal Classes.

By the time I was reminding myself; "Okay, Okay, its just a dream. It will be over in a while."

"Are you okay?" she asked, when she noticed I was dumbstruck.

'I am fine'. I said in what seemed like my fourth attempt at speaking after the three ended in soundless flappings of tongues.

I was sure, she was mocking me.

Wasnt' she aware that half of the people she meets probably either slip into comma or end up thinking the meeting never happened; believing it was just a figment of their imagination. I was lucky I was breathing, Damn it!

By the time her cab arrived. "Okay, Anuj I need to go, by the way it was nice meeting you, hope to see you soon." she said in her sugar coated voice.

'Hmm...the pleasure is all mine" I replied (rather sarcastically).

'Okay, bye! see you later". she said and left.

'Bye!" I replied.

And now I was waiting anxiously to see her again. It was lucky to get late, unluckily.

SMOKING KILLS

It had been 2 weeks of my continuous encounter with the girl; but all I ended in was a cursory smile and a slight wave of hand, which she just started noticing and passed a smile back.We never had any vocal conversation within this period , not even a 'Hi' from eithers mouth. But still she responded to my sign language, may be because we bumped into each other, (obviously in my thoughts) for almost 2 weeks exactly at same time and place.Sometimes I thought it was weird, but I just kind of liked it.
In the evening when I came out of my room I saw Abhinav and Bihari smoking their 'twilight' Gold Flake.I somehow didn't like the smell. I was a little worried, because our landlady will kick up a row if she gets to know about this smoking episode.
And above all the Great dramatist Tharki always had the pain in his stomach of not digesting even the tiniest of the secrets.So the threat was not the lady alone but Tharki too.
"yaar Abhinav,agar Tharki ko pata chal gaya to problem ho jaayegi". If Tharki gets to know this he could make us land in troubled waters. I said to Abhinav nervously.
"Don't worry,yaar I'll take care of Tharki and the lady too."Passing the Gold to Bihari,who too didn't looked too much worried about the case.
"Hey! who the hell is smoking",suddenly Tharki stepped in.
"Is there a problem?" asked Abhinav puffing out thick rings of smoke out of his mouth,more precisely on Tharki's face.
"ya"'
"so who asked you to come out of your room."said Abhinav.
Tharki was now getting annoyed so he left the room grimacing in pain...in his thoughts.
"huh...!'' Abhinav murmured something which was possibly a strong abusethose which include your seven generations in one word.
Leaving them I walked towards CM's room (CMT).I knocked at his door a couple of times but he just shouted "aa raha hoon" I am coming.After about 5 minutes the door opened and CM's 6ft tall thin frame was leaning on the door,a towel was tied across his waist and water was dripping all over his body from his long wet hairs which almost covered his face.
"Had a bath or what?" I asked.
"Ya,was just doing prayers so it took some time to open the door", he said.
"come,come in".
As I walked in I smelled the odour of the dhoop batti,but it was not smelling sweet as it usually do smell,may be I was smelling something fishy in that room.
"Hey is the smell of the dhoop batti?".I asked CM again pondering how bad has gone the quality of dhoop batti's nowdays,but something in the back of my head said this is the smell of the cigarette mixed with the dhoop batti.
"ya,ofcourse its the dhoop only,why?"he clarified.
Suddenly Abhinav and Bihari broke into his room,and no sooner than Abhinav entered and he asked "Cm are you a smoker?"
"N..n..no" CM stammered in shock as if he was asked to drop down his pants.
"No !you just can't fool me dear,its the smell of the cigarettes and the empty pack of the Gold Flake says the rest of the story",said Abhinav smiling wickedly pointing towards a pack of Gold Flake lying beneath CM's pillow.The guy was swelling with pride for his detective skills,detective my ass.
CM hung his head in embarassment and didn't said a word.
"don't worry yaar, we both are also of the same category as you",said Bihari winking at him.
These words gave CM a lot of confidence and as a loyal suttebaaz he offered them GOLD.
And three of them had their first mutual cigaratte.

IRONICALLY, THE SMOKE CLEARED THE AIR.

"Yaar, I just didnt' want to tell you all about this because you just cant' trust anyone and God knows who'll spill the beans...." CM didnt' even completed his sentence,suddenly a loud roar took us by surprise.
"Beans are spilled dear and now I am gonna tell your parents" roared our landlady.
Everybody looked each other quizzingly but it didn't help.
I looked at the pack of Gold Flake lying on the bed with a warning on it in bold letters
"SMOKING KILLS"
Which had almost came true in our case.
Later that night Abhinav had a hot potato meal with his parents,which ended in Abhinav making a promise to them to not to smoke again.But promises are made to be broken,as soon as he hung up the phone he was in Bihari's room taking a drag of peace from his Gold Flake with his old dont' give a damn" kind of attitude.
Definitely the boy had his own ways and no good in telling him his mistakes.
Because according to him he doesn't commit any.

JAW DROPPERS

Next morning,there was again the battle for the bathroom,but this time including Tharki also.But Abhinav was capable of keeping Tharki awayfrom the bathroom,for a turn or two.He throwed tantrums like that of a five years old;but none of us even bothered about it.This time I left the room all on my own without accompanying anyone to avoid being late again for the class.But destiny!How can you run away fromyour fate?This time someone else got me late.This time it was a girl.

That could have been the last thing I remembered from that day had I had a weak heart.I skipped a beat.Or may be it just stopped beating altogether.I was numb.



She was breathtakingly beautiful.She would definitely cause jaws to drop down of any boy on this planet(and I was no exception to it).And I kid you not she was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen till then.She had a face of a child,a perfectly drafted nose,flawless bright pink lips and a milky white complexion that would put photoshop to shame.

Oh hell!She was way out of my league.Either she was the Goddess or the Devil.She couldn't be possibly human.

I just couldn't look beyond her face.It was going strange this time;"the cup size didn't make the first impression this time".

She was wearing a light blue T-shirt of Bansal Classes and her wet hairs were shouting aloud that she just took a bath(may be she bathed in heavens).I thought.

"I am going to die.I am sure."

I just stared at her face,and nothing more I could have done at that moment.She turned to me or by mistake I just interrupted her view or whatever but she did noticed me;like Goddess looked upon her servant.

Suddenly,a cab came between us and the Goddess disappeared.I still could not make out what happened;may be I will just wake up in a while.



The whole day;even in class I just thougt about that girl.In the evening Abhinav came to me and asked me to come with him to the market;he had to buy some books.

While we were going to the market I was thinking that I was the kind of boy who never talked to a single girl in my school life;but today something else happened.I was a changed person.I wasn't seeing right,I wasn't hearing right;may be I was not alright.All I jus remembered was her face(jaw dropping).But I didn't tell anyone about it.

When we were returning back Abhinav went on to a "Panwala" and bought a pack of ciggarettes and I was taken aback.He didn't looked like as if he is a smoker.
I almost dropped my jaw twice that day.

LATE COMERS

We reached ALLEN about 10 minutes late."Huh....,now that chemistry teacher will not leave any stone unturned to insult me in front of whole class for my coming late......again".Said my new friend running out of breath as he rushed towards the classroom.I wished not to face the same thing in my class.I still have to reach the fourth floor ,and after running a 500m dash with almost 5 kg weight on your shoulders (i.e my bag) it was just next to climb the Everest without oxygen.

Till I reached the fourth floor I was a man of straw.I struggled to reach my class and also I was fearing the embarassment of of coming late in class.But soon it all came to an end.As I peeped inside the classroom door ;my chemistry teacher gave me a wicked smile and nodded his head.And I understood what he meant to say.I was not allowed to attend the class.Now I had plenty of time to relax and ease myself.I cursed myself for accompanying Abhinav and mising the chemistry lecture.In flood of emotions I even sulked at my teacher too.

But there were other surprise packages in the days play.What I saw was Abhinav the NAWAAB OF LUCKNOW(my ass) was staring the notice board.I wondered what the hell is he doing hereon 4th floor.I felt like to kick his ass hard;had not faculty been there I would have kicked him right there."Hey,what are you doing here?"I asked him.
"Big KLPD man,that Chaturvedi,didnt' allowed me to enter the class,bloody asshole".He sulked.
I wondered if abusing teachers behind their back is becoming an important ritual to be followed in student life.
"I think you share the same fate as mine,or rather should I say that we share the same "CHEMISTRY"".He smiled and winked at me.
I nodded in a yes.

"So,what are we going to do now?".Abhinav asked.
"What?Are we not going to attend other classes in the day?."I asked him a bit surprised.
"Are you crazy?Now no more classes for the day.I am done.Lets have a cup of coffeeand go back to our room".He said.
After the event that had occured earlier today,I was also not in the mood to attend any other class,and so we walked back to our room.

"Hey,CMT whats up bro;and where is Bihari?"Asked Abhinav to a tall thin boy.
I was a bit amused to hear his nameand wondered what CMT means.His six foot tall frame rested on the grills of the balcony.And believe me had he not been so skinny he was a stud.
"Nothing much Abhi just basking in the sunshine;and Bihari is in the bathroom his favourite place.By the way he is building pressure by smoking a 'bidi' inside."CMT replied.
Suddenly,a dark complexioned boy with curly hairs emerged out of the bathroom smoking a 'bidi',and still half asleep.
"Hey,are you the one who came last evening?"Asked CMT.
"Yes". I said.
"Hello I am Chuna Mani Tyagi".He said.
"What Mani?" I asked after failing to pronounce his tounge twister name.
"You can call me CMT".He said.
"OK CMT,I got it."I said.
I wondered his father might have been a big fan of Bhojpuri films or of TOLLYWOOD so he named his son after one of his favourite side actors from the above industries.
"And he is Sandeep,he is from Ranchi,so we call him Bihari because of his accent,by the way I am from Agra."Said CMT.
I had a small bit of talk to both of themand got to know that CMT was in Medical course,and Bihari was in AIEEE course and both were in ALLEN.
Now I realised what Abhinav meant by the ALLIEN group.
The day was exhausting one.Firstly,to battle it out with your flatmates for who's gonna shit first,to recall their tounge twisting names,missing out the classes and finally the crap food of "NATRAJ MESS" was icing on the cake.
But "Nawaab Saab'' didnt' gave it a damn and went on to his bed straightaway.I was just jealous of his carefree attitude and went on to take a nap cursing him.But the day was still not over.

"Knock!knock!"Somebody knocked at the door.I woke up still not completely out of my daydream of sleeping with my favourite bollywood actress(ya,I do often see such kind of dreams).And I was determined if this was Abhinav,man I am gonna blow his head off.I opened the door.
"Hello,can you give some water",said the person standing at the door.He was short and his lateral dimensions were a little more than the longitudnal ones,and had a small patch of hairs on his head.It looked as if someone has beaten the hell out of his head,which has resulted in shedding of his hairs from his head.I gave him a surprised look and thought that someone's guardians are on a visit.
"Namaste Uncleji";I said.
"Hey!hey!hey!I am not your uncle OK.I am Ankit Gupta;student in AIEEE course in ALLEN",he said dying out of embarassment of being called an uncle.
"Sorry brother",I apologised.
"By the way where are you from?"I asked him as I turned to give him my water bottle.
"I am from Meerut,you know,its very famous for bats and other cricketing goods...."
Oh man!what is this happening.This guy just took over the environment and was unstoppable,I was taken aback.I wondered how come people with parched throats can speak so much.Now I really believed why Meerut is famous for bats,not those cricket bats but these blood sucking bats,like the one who is standing in front of me and just fucking my brains.
I was hoping for a miracle to happen to save me from this idiot.
But that day God might have been not too busy to ignore my plead and miracle did happen.Abhinav came to my rescue.
"Hey,Uncle whats your problem,cant' you speak a little softly,you just fucked up my nap",he roared at this sucker Ankit and I just thanked him for doing that by the wink of my eye.
Ankit was dying out of embarassment of the "Uncle" thing and he gave his clarification to Abhinav also.
"Now,have you got the water?"asked Abhinav.
"Yes",he replied.
"OK,then you leave,I need to talk to Anuj something personal"said Abhinav giving him a weird look and Ankit(the late comer)left without saying a word.
"Bloody "Tharki",definitely an idiot"said Abhinav in frustration.
"I guess now he's got his new name too,"Tharki",I smiled.
Suddenly,CMT,Bihari,DJ,Jaiswal and Chetan(one of the other flatmates,not intrested in anything except books)all came in my room and were told about the new ALLIEN "Tharki".
"If there's a sequel of Star Wars,then Tharki will end up in making a perfect Allien without any makeup".I said and everybody smiled and nodded in agreement.

I was feeling much more comfortable with these guys then last evening;especially with Abhinav.
This was the begining of a very special "LOVE-HATE" relationship between us.

WASHROOM WARS

Next day,I woke up at 6 in the morning even though my classes were to begin from 7:30 a.m.The main intention of this act was to make an impression on other flatmates of my being a studious boy;but nobody knew that studies didnt' even pass nearby me.My eyes were still red from last night's battle with the mosquitoes,no doubt I was like,on the bed of thorns last night.I picked up my toothbrush and soapdish and went straight away into the bathroom avoiding any time clashes with other flatmates(with whom I never got a chance to interact with since I came last evening).


"Who the fucking hell is inside the bathroom?And what the hell is taking him so long to come out?"I heard someone screaming and banging the bathroom door hard from outside while I was taking my own sweet time in the bathroom.
"Bloody hell,first of all people dont' get their asses up on time and then come and disturb the others in the most important work of the day."I murmmured to myself.But as the bathroom was to be shared by 3 more boys I had to cut the crap in the middle of it and quit the bathroom.I came out with a sheepish grin on my face tryin to make it look more innocent as if to say "I didnt' do anything" like a boy who gets caught by his parents watching porn.Every boy watches porn,believe me its true.
"What the hell took you so long,brother?If you would have taken even a single second extra than now,I would have shitted in my pants."exclaimed a semi-dark complexioned,short,emaciated(not much),boy as I came out of the bathroom."Sorry" I said;and suddenly I felt myself guilty of saying sorry to him,because it was me who was disturbed at the loo,as he rushed into the bathroom behind me,so no need of that sorry.While I was wondering "who the fuck invented the word sorry",suddenly the bathroom filled with some weird,scary noises and obnoxious smell and was no longer safe to stay near the bathroom door.I then realized,why it was more necessary for that boy to use the bathroom than me at that point of time.

By the time I was waiting for my turn to re-enter the bathroom to take shower the door of the room diagonally opposite to mine opened and two young boys emerged out of it,still half asleep."Hello,good morning,you are the one who came last evening,no?"Asked one of the boys'.Yes! I recieved my first greetings in the hell."Yes I was the one." I answered them after wishing them good morning.

"Hi,I am Devesh Jain",and "I am Ankit Jaiswal,and we both are from Gwalior".Two of them introduced themselves in quick succession."Hi I am Anuj Sharma,from Jhansi",I roughly introduced myself."The one which is near Gwalior,that Jhansi!".Exclaimed Devesh,as he had heard his name being called out of the principals' office."Yes,that Jhansi only",I replied.I had a small talk with both of them,and got to know that they were in 11th class and were enrolled in Bansal Classes' foundation course named "ACME".Devesh was tall,thin,fair as models in the ads of fair and lovely.While Jaiswal(I never remembered his first name) was smart,handsome,dashing,and almost as fair as DJ(Devesh Jain).Both of them were ex-classmates in school,hence they adjusted well in a single room.

Suddenly,the bathroom door opened and the boy came out."Abhinav bhaiyaa,is every thing OK?Not looking well today."Asked Jaiswal to the boy,who just turned up from the bathroom,helding his head high as if he had done something great by spreading the aroma of his shit all over the place;which caused me to almost throw up.

"Nothing much,just excreted out the chicken I ate last night",replied the boy to Jaiswal;and then he turned to me.

"Hello,Abhinav Singh from Lucknow,now in AIEEE course in ALLEN,what about you,nerd?"He asked me emphasizing more on the last word,as if I was an allien around them."Anuj Sharma,from jhansinow in IIT course in ALLEN "I replied back in the same manner."Good,one more allien in our group"he said,and gave a wry smile.Allen students in Kota are reffered to as alliens."Huh?"I was wondering what he meant by the group here with no one around.

"Morning batch?"he asked.

"Yes",I said.

"Hmm...,so it will be better to meet other guys after the class;go and get ready and if you want you can accompany me upto Allen,any problem with that?"he asked,this time in more polite manner."No problem",I said.

"So,dont' be late this time"he said.I nodded in a yes and left to take a bath.

I left the "HELL" with my new friend,running as if to catch a train,because this time he was the one who did the delay this time.

1159-WELCOME TO HELL

Hno.-1159,Mahavir Nagar I,Kota(Raj.)

Yes,this was my first address in Kota;where life had planned something different for me.Since the time i left Jhansi it was like my world has fallen apart.It was like a dreadful nightmare for me to leave my friends(without them i could have not enjoyed my school days),my parents(who didn't even thought of me to pass my XIIth class,yet i love them the most)to go and slog my guts out in Kota to do some coaching for the subjects which i hated the most in my school life(physics,chemistry,maths);to get through IIT examination(which was surely no going to happen).But like my other nightmares of my falling ino a shitty cowdung pit etc. this also came true and finally I was in Allen Career Institute,Kota and was working out of my wits to maximize my score in my class tests,so that I might get some extra pocket money from my house,by impressing my parents with those marks.

It has been a month since i left Jhansi;for that period of time I stayed with my Uncle and his family(I'll not discuss about them anymore till needed).Now,i shifted to the above mentioned address with all my belongings,and beleive me I had more books than clothes but .........you know it doesn't even matter.

No sooner than I entered the house and I heard the shattering of window glass,"hmm,welcome to hell"I uttered the words to my self.

"You bloody idiot,you sucker I'll throw you out of my house this time,and wont' return a single penny of your advance you gave me " shouted the lady with all her face muscles pumping blood like a 4 stroke engine.Her face was fumingly hot,and standing in front was a boy (boy=student in Kota) with few pieces of glass in his hand.

"What the hell you are saying ?First of all you mind your language and stay within your limits,you vixen.Firstly it was not my fault which had this glass broken secondly,I am also not interested in living this zoo of yours with a sci-fi rent and no look afters.And before I leave this crap place I'll make it even-stevens.Crash!.here goes another one of your glass,and this equals my advance that i gave you,witch.I am out of this zoo"said the boy as he kicked the window glass hard with his big Woodland shoe rendering it into piecesand he picked up his luggage and left the house in a jiffy.The lady was stunned by the act and was now trembling with words failing to come out of her mouth.

This was my first and the last meeting with Vijayshankar Pandey(VSPA);whose name I got to know later and my first meeting with my landlady.I thought it was not going to go that easy as it seems to be.