It was the party time again! The boring 'trio' got on again. But this time, there was fourth umpire on the field. Mr. Brave 'n' Strong accompanied us. Apart from being my roomie, Mr. Brave 'n' Strong has an amazing sense for critic, satire and humor. Needless to say, often I am on his radar of humors.
After fooling Mr. Smart Dude for around 10 minutes by assuring him that we have reached the spot(we actually didn't), we finally managed to reach the food court. Smart Dude was furious, but burst into laughter on seeing me chuckle. Gold Lady hijacked the Activa of Mr. Brave 'n' Strong and took a test ride in the perimeter of the parking lot. We soon boarded Smart Dude's car and headed for dinner.
Good food, cricket, humor and satire were on the agenda as we enjoyed the regale. Often critiquing and appreciating each other(Gold Lady was out of this fray, but she was active in drawing my attention on the group), we enjoyed shifting the topic from person to person. We headed back @ 10:15 to campus. Two presentations set on the next day had made me nervy, as I was flummoxed during the dinner as to what would I present and how. Mr. Brave 'n' Strong opened the lid of the secret of one of my presentation plans to Smart Dude and Gold Lady. The next one hour went terrorizing me as to how will Mr. Brave 'n' Strong, Gold Lady and Smart Dude ensure to spread the news across the batch and get maximum audience. I was so frozen by the thought of being grilled that I preferred to gaze at a local cricket tournament telecast on TV screen. Quietly I ate dinner, enjoyed the AC and my appreciations by the three of them and headed back to campus.
yeh mobile mujhe dede Gold Lady!!!
It is rare that we the trio have common subjects. And if we do, we(at least I) am scattered from the rest. After quietly settling on a comfortable seat, I was spotted by Gold Lady, who blackmailed me to accompany her and Smart Dude on the front row. I did not had choice, but to oblige. The next one hour was a silent fun as we shared biscuits, popped up allegations(from branding Smart Dude as e-waste) and taking my class(which had become a routine by now). The class ended, but the fun hadn't. Smart Dude had left his mobile, which the Gold Lady spotted and coolly slotted the mobile in her bag. I was a part of the crime as me and Gold Lady made a safe passage to Smart Dude's car, while he rushed back to the class from the exit after realizing that he might have left his mobile.
After a while we saw a flummoxed and smiling Smart Dude coming out of the exit and yelling 'mobile do mera'. However, he wasn't able to crack down the crime of Gold Lady, who smartly started marching towards canteen. With a 'kamaal hai, phone le gayi' attitude, Smart Dude finally managed to recover his phone back from Gold Lady. Soon, I and Smart Dude were accompanied by Mr. Non-erasable and headed to town for snacks.The snacks sessions were full of gyaans with Mr. Non-erasable speaking on a philosophical note. After a good snacks we returned back to our abodes to look for the next day.
An exam tomorrow, classes and some work. It looks like I have my plates full as of now. But the moments such as ones described above may seldom come again.
After fooling Mr. Smart Dude for around 10 minutes by assuring him that we have reached the spot(we actually didn't), we finally managed to reach the food court. Smart Dude was furious, but burst into laughter on seeing me chuckle. Gold Lady hijacked the Activa of Mr. Brave 'n' Strong and took a test ride in the perimeter of the parking lot. We soon boarded Smart Dude's car and headed for dinner.
Good food, cricket, humor and satire were on the agenda as we enjoyed the regale. Often critiquing and appreciating each other(Gold Lady was out of this fray, but she was active in drawing my attention on the group), we enjoyed shifting the topic from person to person. We headed back @ 10:15 to campus. Two presentations set on the next day had made me nervy, as I was flummoxed during the dinner as to what would I present and how. Mr. Brave 'n' Strong opened the lid of the secret of one of my presentation plans to Smart Dude and Gold Lady. The next one hour went terrorizing me as to how will Mr. Brave 'n' Strong, Gold Lady and Smart Dude ensure to spread the news across the batch and get maximum audience. I was so frozen by the thought of being grilled that I preferred to gaze at a local cricket tournament telecast on TV screen. Quietly I ate dinner, enjoyed the AC and my appreciations by the three of them and headed back to campus.
yeh mobile mujhe dede Gold Lady!!!
It is rare that we the trio have common subjects. And if we do, we(at least I) am scattered from the rest. After quietly settling on a comfortable seat, I was spotted by Gold Lady, who blackmailed me to accompany her and Smart Dude on the front row. I did not had choice, but to oblige. The next one hour was a silent fun as we shared biscuits, popped up allegations(from branding Smart Dude as e-waste) and taking my class(which had become a routine by now). The class ended, but the fun hadn't. Smart Dude had left his mobile, which the Gold Lady spotted and coolly slotted the mobile in her bag. I was a part of the crime as me and Gold Lady made a safe passage to Smart Dude's car, while he rushed back to the class from the exit after realizing that he might have left his mobile.
After a while we saw a flummoxed and smiling Smart Dude coming out of the exit and yelling 'mobile do mera'. However, he wasn't able to crack down the crime of Gold Lady, who smartly started marching towards canteen. With a 'kamaal hai, phone le gayi' attitude, Smart Dude finally managed to recover his phone back from Gold Lady. Soon, I and Smart Dude were accompanied by Mr. Non-erasable and headed to town for snacks.The snacks sessions were full of gyaans with Mr. Non-erasable speaking on a philosophical note. After a good snacks we returned back to our abodes to look for the next day.
An exam tomorrow, classes and some work. It looks like I have my plates full as of now. But the moments such as ones described above may seldom come again.
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