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Colorful Chaos

First of all, I want to wish you all a very Happy Holi! (I know it’s “belated” now)

It was 8 O'clock and someone knocked on the door that disturbed my sleeping conscience. It was none other than my fuckin’ friend Suraj Kumar (khud ko hacker samajhne wala banda). I became fresh (you know the potty stuff, don’t you?), and then Santosh (my cht**a friend from Chemical Branch) came to my room and asked me whether I was going to mess with him or not; I told him that I needed 10-15 minutes. I thought he was so hungry at that time that he couldn't wait for me like other days. He was waiting for more than 20 minutes. He then left for the mess. After 10 minutes I went to Suraj's room, but his room was locked. (He was out for buying chicken)

I went to the mess alone and met Santosh there. Today there was puri-sabji and tea for breakfast. At the end of the breakfast, a Mahindra Mini-Truck came near the mess, which was fitted with JBL sound system (for celebrating Holi). It stopped beside the mess and banged that huge sound system whose sound vibrated all the window panes of the mess. After finishing breakfast, I went to my room. (AC-616)

Santosh came to my room and proposed me to go for celebrating #Holi. I told him to wait for a moment because I wanted to celebrate with Suraj,  Raviranjan (Popat), Vikash..... because I was not  in contact with them at that time. Somehow I found Popat but don't know where Suraj was(In fact, I came to know his whereabouts during celebrations only ). We joined together to celebrate Holi. We started from our hostel (Aurobindo Hostel as now I'm in 2nd year student or so called a “sophomore”, so the hostel is changed from Parijat Hostel to Aurobindo Hostel) and reached Children Park of MNIT via hostel 8,4,1 and Girls' hostel ( Gargi Hostel). That time was amazing, all the hostel wardens, our dear Director Sir (Prof. Udaykumar R Yaragatt) and almost all the faculty members were present there. 

I felt regretful that I didn't bring phone with me and we couldn't capture photos at that special moment. And regretfully I'm writing it that today I lost one of my favourite T-shirts; the reasons were my rowdy friends  Aditya Raj, Abhishek Kumar, Popat, Santosh, ..,   …. ,   ….,  Actually when it comes to tearing cloth off a body in the occasion of HOLI during the celebration in a college, each and everyone is a friend and all put equal and enormous efforts to make you nude.); they tore my T-shirt and as they say /*(Bura Na Mano Holi Hai)*/. I felt shy because girls and professors were there too but it dissolved because almost all the boys there became topless or distorted topped as tearing off the clothes is a tradition or so-called trend in the time of HOLI. 

After the celebration, I returned to the hostel and bathed. I became hungry and was going to mess for lunch, then only Suraj informed me to come cook chicken and I agreed. But even after that I went to mess and I couldn’t control myself to have lunch because the lunch was so delicious or at least it seemed to be. After having a heavy dose, apparently heavy in fact, I vanished from the mess and took shelter at my cozy room. I have no idea when I fell asleep. Then a phone call woke me up at the time of  4 o’clock.

 lot is yet to say and express; till then, have some nightmares along with some daydreams!

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