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.