My room part 3

My room part 3

Feb 13th 2003 : 2 AM

For some reason or the other the Valentine's week in my college's history have been a very eventful one. No. Not in a good way, where you find love in the air and red roses all around. But you could find red, bloody hostel rooms and college veranda's. And the 3rd valentine's week of the new millenium had my blood on the hostel walls and the floors.
I would be lieing to you if I told you that I did not expect it, just before I went to bed that night. But I have no regrets. I shed my blood for a noble cause. If I were given a chance again I would take it again. But this time it would have been with a better plan to not only shed my blood. But also to make sure the blood I really wanted get spilled. It is only a slight regret for me that the ones who we were supposed to get hit that night managed to escape. But our message went out as we wanted. You mess with us anymore, someone from your clan will pay. And I am sure that this is one of the reasons that we never ever really faced any direct threats. Whoever wanted to mess with us did think twice before they did so. And blood on the floor, well it was spilled for a cause.


My room part 2


Well, all of you might have seen my room in this blog before. I had promised you a new story, next time you visited the place.... and may be many of you might have visited this place a lotta times but not yet find anything exciting about my room. Well if you have been waiting for a new story here is one, and i am sure this won't disappoint you. Cos this is a tell-all tale.

Feb 2003

Well i have been graduated to the 6th sem of my course. Thanx to the fact there are no year-outs in our university, or else I wud still be doing my 1st semester. And more than 2 calendar years in college meant we are one of the senior-most guys in college and almost everything we did and dint do is known to the college authorities and the juniors. Good things are added up wid a lotta masala to sound how kool or how good we are.. and bad things too are added with masala to taste better too...
So a score of 60 odd in M2 in my 1st sem was hailed with applause frm all over the junior community and by the time it reached the ears of 3rd person i was the topper or close to topper in M2 frm my batch.... wow doesnt that sound spicy... a guy who has 17 supplementary papers by the time the 4th sem results are out was the topper in M2 paper from his batch... heheh ;)
And this applied to my seniors too... I used to hear a lotta stories.. some of them true... and most of them exaggerated!!!
And you know if light Grey things are seen as pure white.... hw wud dark grey things be seen? Pitch black!!! well quite close... A mere ragging of a slut who bloody screwed around wid a close aide of mine and then asked him 2 jack-off wud attain the heights of Virgin Mary from day two and I... well poor me!!!

And I, Aint no Jesus Christ. Aint no Satan. i am just me. Not black. Not white. Just like any of you, another shade of grey. How grey I really am... well it depends on how you wanna see it...

My Room to be contd....