My Room Part 4

13th Feb 2oo3 : 3AM

I was on my way to the district hospital... Not that i was hurt enough to be hospitalised.. But it was planned too.. being hospitalised means it gets published in the newspapers.. and being published in the newspapers meant that it was going to be a case lodged with the cops

I knew why they did to me... I also knew who did it to me... but with the cops everything changed... the situations that lead to the assault on me.. and also the names who lead the assault on me... why the hell would i have to complaint against a looser who was in his 30ies when most of his class-mates are hardly outta their teens... a looser who was good at nothing and wanted to prove to himself and all the ones around that he is some1 by spreading terror on hapless kids... or why shud i complain against another looser who thought that the only way to get noticed with the babes in college was by being with the old looser and start to flex his non-existent muscles? Well the duo did attain their moment of glory... they did get a lotta attention... and i am happy they did... if they dint, i am sure they have never made peace with themselves.

Well we dint want to lodge complaint against these loosers.. their fates are etched in stone... We wanted to make them weak. They were too strong for us. They had policitical parties backing them. And we were a bunch of kids who have not yet exercised our franchisee in the democracy... And there were many in their clan too.. We had to target ones like us. Those ones for whom their Pop's words were the last. We have used the sword first, and now we had to use the pen. A FiR with their names would help. So the old fat looser and the fair thin looser were not in the chargesheet. Their names were replaced by people who were as scared as I was about politics and cops and blood.