KURAMA_ENZUSO

This will be the last talk about my first day of college because I am old school. I prefer trilogies as compared to shared universes. I will skip the part where I was three days late, took a seat in the classroom somehow, and was trying to be the most attentive student on the planet, and jump directly to the lunch that day.

Lunch is supposedly the most important time in a new college. You can compare it to those prison movies you must have seen, where the newbie is made aware of the factions and groupings of the prison during the lunchtime. Though the interesting part is, people in prison are generally there for decades. These pipsqueaks made acquaintances just 3 days before. So, Saransh and Ashutosh introduced me to the permutations and combinations around the classroom. Like a group of four girls in the extreme left, where one brings her own water with cloves in it apparently and seems to be angry a lot for some reason whatsoever. A strange duo occupying the middle front, where a pretty girl sits with the girl who likes, Kurkure? and they seem to be pretty tight. The right wing was ruled by a Hum Saath Saath Hain based group, who apparently did everything within the group. Then there were many minority based men empowerment clusters, because duh! Computer Science; and many medium scale women corporations. Obviously, these factions broke apart, sustained and evolved during the course of time, but this was the inception of everything.

As my support characters in this prison walk me through these power centres across the class, they point towards the 3rd bench in the right corner, by the HSSH familia, which highlighted two people sitting on top of their desk engaged in a very animated conversation with the neighbouring men empowerment clusters. Soon, I found myself walking towards them being led by Ashutosh and Saransh. As we move closer, I was able to make sense out of their conversation which was about some incident in bus, where they ragged a junior, pretending to be senior. There was fun and frolic in the air, and the two guys sitting on their desk were the source of it. Ashutosh introduced me to these dignitaries. The guy on the left was clearly the more outspoken one, Ali. The guy on the right was also quite brazen, but you could see that he was among the people who test the water first before putting their feet in. He had this thin and long Tilak on his forehead, with three grains of rice vertically placed on top of it with exact precision. I was truly impressed by the accurate placement of the tilak and rice, which I later came to know was a daily thing. This guy was Amit.

Over the period of time which followed, I have been involved with Amit in so many precarious situations that I could probably write a book about the adventures. Be it his nuances of never-ever-ever picking up the call. Or his habit of always paying the bill. Always. It won’t be an exaggeration if I say he literally fed us all during our engineering. I and Saransh introduced Amit to gaming and a few months later, we were the noobs in the heated match against different clans, whereas he was the legendary Kurama. Right now my mind is jumbled up with confusion, on what to write and what to leave. Sir has decided not to appear in the university exam because they haven’t prepared and decided to go watch a movie instead. From Tokyo Drift ringtone to fake college fee receipt; from MySMSEarnings to The Solutions, it feels like another lifetime worth of ride. A ride I have cherished, a friendship I have valued.

Happy B’day Amit.. Raat ko PubG pe mil 😎