If I wouldn't have come to kota...

I know I am supposed to be emotionally deprived and am supposed to have no care or feeling for any of my friends.... but now as most of them have left Kota it's like my two years are coming back to me... Whenever we go to together in a group of like 15 people to see off a guy at railway station 30 k.m. away at 3 in the morning, we all start discussing about the time spend with them eating "puri sabji" and drinking chai or coffee... and after one thing leads to another we always jump to the same point and that point would be "who is the next guy leaving kota" and eventually, "why did we come to this cursed place"... I mean after spending two most beautiful years of our lives when we are supposed to be in school being a head boy or a cultural captain, dating beautiful girls in short skirts, we ended up here supposed to be studying for 12 hrs and looking at nerd, fat, ugly bitches...But then we would suddenly go like that if we haven’t came to kota we wouldn’t have met each other... and the very moment the discussion becomes to my utter disappointment sad and sentimental...

I mean kota took a lot from us yet gave us what no other place could have ever given and I am not just talking about math derivations or phy. concepts but some real happy memories... some we would cherish for a long period of time... sometimes when we were real low these are the memories which bought a smile on our face...though again there are some we would really like to forget... I have met some wonderful and talented people but again I have been friends with some I wish I would have never met... Though to many of those departing friends I was and shall be a person with no emotions what’s so ever and a back stabber, whose idea of having fun was to make fun of them... I laughed with them but most of the time on them.... but in reality I did like them all and now when they are gone I do miss spending time with them...

So now back to the point. After every such sad a sentimental gay conversation (though then it doesn’t feel like one) we come to the best part... things we wouldn’t have done if we wouldn’t have come to Kota... it does make us all feel cheerful... Few of the not so censored ones are the ones I am gonna mention... You may not fully understand them but then try to step in our shoes which would be of stepping into a normal teenager spending life in Kota then you may get a laugh out of them...

(Sigh)... if we wouldn’t have come to Kota...

We wouldn’t have made a cyber cafe (U4) our second home by the end of our first year and our first home by the time we reached the end of our second... we would only go to our respective P.G's to sleep and few of us also didn’t even bother to do that... It's a mystery thought what did those guys do on "nature's call...” I mean there was a guy who was at cafe for three day continually including nights... where and when the hell did he shit!!!

We wouldn’t have been so addicted to our company and wouldn't be so jobless that just after getting up and brushing the teeth we would set out to meet each other at various places like U4 or movie halls (Readers here must take a note that bansal where we were suppose to be and study was never a meeting point) and would purposely go to such places which would consume lots of time either in traveling or in the procedure so we don’t end up being like "uhh, so now what's next?".... (We even watched sad movies for like three times at movie halls just to kill time... Man we were jobless!!!)...

We wouldn't have realized how tasty and filling can eating good food be... really most of our mom's had this complain that we don’t each much and had tension we would eat even less after coming here coz this place is supposed to have totally tasteless food... worse then my previous hostel... but then they forgot this place also has few good restaurants... for lunch we would have few sandwiches and burgers then for dinner we would all go to a nice place and eat the whole menu up...everyday for the whole week... our families obviously unknown to this would eventually wonder how do we maintain our good health when our food mess Tiffin are hardly touched... Seriously I never expected to walk in restaurants and get served by just saying "My Usual."

We wouldn’t have realized and learned the important lesson of how to handle money or in this case how to produce it out of nowhere... we spent all the money we got in 10 days or so yet we somehow managed to live our life in the same fashion...This would eventually(which I think you guys would have guessed) lead to totally be in debt... and we would pay our debt by getting in few more debt... by the end of month we would realize we are so much in it that we might consider selling our clothes or drop on few luxuries like eating food... though we would still like to continue going to restaurants.. And when the time came to pay the bills we would realize no one had actually bought the money....

We wouldn’t have made a gang...By saying that I mean we wouldn’t have made a gang! we were like group of 13 people and if anyone went against anyone of us or if anyone would have any problem we would all solve it by any means possible...(the only thing which missed was a name)...

We wouldn’t have played football at 2 in the morning and got chased down by cops for making loud noise in the middle of nights... (I play good as a mid-fielder)...

We wouldn’t have bunked so much that it stared to matter when we went to class... people would get surprised we actually went to class... even teacher would be like are you a new student??? It seems like we bunked two years from our lives...

By this time usually we all are in our own world and we would all start thinking about the things we personally accomplished after coming to kota... things we couldn’t have done anywhere else...for example...

Like I said in beginning too, we wouldn’t have met each other... Many would say we were reason for ruining each others' lives but we never felt it that way... we immensely enjoyed each others company and miss it when we all have gone our separate ways...

I wouldn’t have started blogging in the first place... I started it to pass time whenever I got bored over here in nights... now though I do it for plain fun...

I wouldn’t have watched so many movies. Many of those people even never heard off... I actually watched all the movies there in every cyber cafe over here and I had trouble selecting one from a collection of 3000 movies... I had to find names of movies on net and then actually go and see them... (I have now covered most of the good actors I know)

I wouldn’t have downloaded 16 gb of all kind entertaining stuff from music to Lewis black comedy shows... me and few of my friends were sole reason for two cafe to shut down coz we filled them with viruses... hehehe.. we wasted a hell lot of time in this but seriously whenever I listen to a song or watch a show its like worth it... every moment of it...

I wouldn’t have so random and weird conversation with my friends... who have no relevance what’s so ever with our lives but anyway increased our general bullshit knowledge… I remember my first talk with kala was at cafe discussing Hitler, Second World War and Russian economy...

I wouldn’t have had to actually worry about my mobile bills... Though I spent most of the day with my friends I still ended up with huge phone bills coz of talking to them...
I wouldn’t have made and eaten omelet made from a frozen egg kept in fridge for like a month (no, I am not exaggerating)...like I said before it all come down to food for me...

I wouldn't have developed such mood swings...one moment I would be all serious and decent next moment I would be laughing and making fun of other guys... one moment I’ll be happy next I would be sad and angry... one moment I’ll be like lets just sit next I would be like lets go and play... (People should applaud my friends for they actually managed to live with this)

I wouldn’t have hated studying so much... I meant I was supposed to be a good student and I personally loved studying but after so much of bunking and rusting of books due of lack of use I too became one of those lazy idiots...

I wouldn’t have helped a friend successfully over a “I love a girl" issue when I never myself was involved in any such case...see I could handle serious situations...
I wouldn’t have fought with auto walas over five bucks and spent 200 buck on the same night over a movie with no regrets...

I wouldn’t have slept for 31 hrs in two days... (Yes you guys may show your surprise)... I slept for like twenty hrs got up for few hrs then again slept for like 11 hrs that to my hostel mates woke me up thinking something is seriously wrong with me...(what! I was sick, I needed rest)
I wouldn’t have become so good at lying that even I had trouble knowing when I wasn’t doing it... I would lie to people looking in their eyes... I would lie when I need not and about the thing that don’t matter... and I would just lie coz its fun...(I bet by this time you may start having doubts about what kind of person i may be but let me remind you these are only the censored deed I felt were safe enough to mention ;) )

I wouldn’t have become so fluent at bribing people... it comes naturally to me now... with confidence and no embarrassment...I even have few good lines now to go with the procedure...
though probably I would have done this where ever I would have been but I need to mention my stamina of eating maggi at night... it really didn’t matter if I have had my dinner or not but I just had to have maggi with coke...it basically defined my night routine...


P.S. this particular post is dedicated to my friends... all of them... kala, aishwarya, mandar, raman, garv, ayush, mihir, puneet, ashish, samrat, aabhas and to all those too whom I may have forgotten to mention...

The Love Making Between Mihir And Kala.

And he felt mihir's hand crawling up on his crouch and he knew that now it was the moment... The moment he has awaited and feared all his life... His breath fastened and he feels mihir's other hand unbuttoning his shirt...

It all happened one lonely evening in U4 (well doesn't everything happen over here?). It was 13th test at bansal and most of the 12th guys from U4 had gone for a movie. There were thus only three people in the lonely hall of U4 Mihir, Kala (abhinav shubham) and me... I was the unfortunate one who had to view the love making of Mihir and Kala coz Mihir asked me put this story online... I am scared for my life... Anyone would be if had to go through what I did... Kala of course was the victim but I am sure he enjoyed every bit of it even if doesn’t say so...So as we were alone playing Counter-strike Mihir feels that he has to be satisfied... The ever innocent chubby face of Kala meets Mihir's eyes and he knows that he has found the victim...

While Kala smiles watching friends on my DVD Mihir gets up and stands next to Kala while his hands rest on Kala's shoulders... Kala smiles to Mihir, had he known what lay ahead...Mihir Kisses Kala on his cheeks and Kala tries to rebel but Kala was never a man enough to throw somebody off him...He still has a smile on his face, he probably thinks Mihir is just "acting" gay, well he was in for a very big surprise... Mihir hands slips under kala's shirt... Kala then realizes something is wrong and try to avoid getting into an "uncomfortable" situation by trying to change the topic... but Mihir was determined today... he knew what he wanted and today he would get it any how.... Mihir's hands slips further down... Kala now feels uneasy and stops watching friends and turn and face Mihir... all the colors are drained from his face... Just looking at mihir's face Kala knew what lay ahead... he could see the untold horrors that he was about to face, in the ever smiling face and twinkling eyes of Mihir...

He tries to get out but Mihir's reflexes are way too much faster than kala's (one of the gifts of being a sportsman)... Mihir grabs kala's shirt and I hear an almost inaudible sound of rip... kala's chest is now clearly visible for all to see which would sadly be me... Mihir's smile broadens... his hands reaches out of his pants and he asks me to shut the door for him... I hear pleading cries of Kala... I am but stunned by what exactly is talking place and thus continue standing there listening to neither being... then suddenly I come in my senses... I hear a divine and always awaited line... A treat and free dinner!!! FOOD!!! The thing I live for... Feeling sorry for Kala and feeling kind of guilty I close the door to exit... What happens next I can’t type... Not only coz the censor board might not appreciate it but I just can’t bring myself to think and write about the unearthly events that had taken place.... but let just say by the end of it Mihir was utterly satisfied, Kala nearly dead and i scared for my whole life...

P.S. It's just a work of fiction written to irritate Kala a good friend of mine... but the basic thought is true... Mihir hit on Kala on every possible moment...and this blog id dedicated to them...May their love live forever....

Pain of Separation!

NOTE: Hemant bahiya is very dear to me. this blog has been written over a wierd fantasy i had over a conversation i had while dinning. I don't mean a word of this. I would appreciate if this is taken as a humour which it is...

They say when you separate from your love you miss it the most.

Now I knew the very depth and pain these true words expressed. Oh! Cruel God why did we have to separate? Those who think I am empty shell and does not have emotion, listen to this… every little moment I was away from my true love my heart ached, bled in fact, for the memories of time we had spend together never left my mind and the horror of what was happening to my love now when I was not there to take care of it and was not in a proper hands... yes, I had to cry myself to sleep... (Sigh)

I bet you guys must be thinking when did I fall in love and when did we separate... well friends even I didn’t know I was in love but when the cruel man took it away for the gruesome period of 24 hrs, I realized the life changing truth about me that I was indeed a victim of cupid... I was in love with my pod...

Now to take you back where all of this started it was suppose to be just another day... I had just woken up from my sleep at 5 in the noon and was feeling very hungry... so I went to the new sandwich guy which had just opened in front of U4... So eating my single cheese, extra onion sandwich and listening to new ozzy osbourne songs I had downloaded previous night I go to U4...
Had I known what lay ahead... (sigh)

As I enter I find cafe owner Hemant bhaiya sitting on a chair repairing headphones notice me humming "I am just a dreamer"... And ask for what I am listening to..?
Me: Nothing special just an English song.
H: Yaar give it to me for a minute.
He always ask for it for few minutes... you know usually listens to one or two jagjit singh"s gazals I have... so innocently not knowing what was about to happen I hand my pod over to him..
H (listening on my pod): Can you put some songs of my choice on it?

Well that caught me off my guard.. Why would he want his likings on my pod? Now I get the idea what was about to happen... Dreading the worst I answer him.

Me: yes, I can but I don’t have my U.S.B. port with me right now and I really don’t have enough space left...
H: Get U.S.B. port from your home and I really don’t have that many songs I want to transfer...

I never knew living so close to U4 would cost me so dearly one day... so I go to my place get my port.. Every step is a burden for me now... I can nearly feel my pod crying out for me as my heart was crying out for it... was he handling my small, tender yet firm baby with the delicacy I did.. No he can never do that… He can’t care for my pod the way I do for it...
And I reach U4 (you see my home is very near to this place so I couldn’t think a lot traveling between them.)
When I reach there...

H: So you came, Ok then come on. Ashok, get the two cds of songs I gave to you early this morning...
Two CD!!!! I was like fuck that approx 1 G.B. i had like 157 M.B. left... So I say
Me: Bhaiya I don’t have so much space...
H: Delete few songs that you don’t listen too much...

Thunder hit me...I skipped a beat... I felt as if the ground was shaking and I was sinking in it... Delete songs from my pod... MY POD!! It took me ages to illegally download songs of so many artist many haven’t even heard the name off... delete few songs which I don’t listen to... well I don’t put in the songs I don’t listen to...Every song that is there is dear to me... and I can’t put all the songs I care for myself for the problem of pace... Seriously I wish I could eat hard drives in order to get more space on my pod... and here this guy says delete songs from it... huh...

Me: Ok… But please can you select the song you really want… So I don’t have to delete much...
H: Ok don’t worry.
He starts his process of selecting songs... every click of his makes my fist clinch but I cant do much...So he selects approx 300 M.B. songs...

Now came in the most difficult part... I look down at itunes... Raghav's Ipod stares back at me beaming... exited that the master is probably gonna put in some new wonderful songs in it... (sigh)... I nearly cried as I delete Lewis black's "Black in Broadway" from my TV shows...
Still after deleting the whole show I am short of 70 M.B. I then go to songs and with my first instinct delete linkin park... I didn’t like them ... but am still short of 30 M.B... I scroll every song from my pod three or four times... cant find any song I want to delete... of course my love has been so perfect... How can I find mistakes in it... but then I remember I have an aerosmith songs backup on kushagr's pod...so I delete them...

i could listen to my pod cries of why!! Why are you doing this to me... I have no reply... I dreaded souls of aerosmith would turn in their grave and would haunt me forever now I have disrespected so much....
After putting Hemant bhaiya's song in it... I try too look at my pod but my eyes cant meet it's screen… my eye's were heavy with guilt and my pod screen brightness was dull as if it was crying itself.. Now that it's love it has put his trust in has betrayed it...

H: Thanks... I'll give it back tomorrow...
I go to dinner with a slash in my heart... now I knew what my friends felt after getting dumped by their girlfriends.... their love wasn’t even pure yet it hurt them... imagine my pain coz I truly was in love...

Kushagr understood my pain of separation and gave me his pod for the night (now you guys on this juncture might think we always trade pods so why such a big deal now but fellas we always trade it with people who we know will take proper care for it and actually has a taste in music and at least know that nirvana is a rock band...

Looking at Kushagr's pod's screen only reminds me of my pod... how we would spends hours together looking at nothing but each other.. I watching a movie on it and it wonderful stare back at me...how it would play a pink floyd song when i would be low or a system of a down song when i would like to rock 'n roll... how my love knew me so well... I would take pride in it when some one would say "Hey man! your pod has an amazing collection..." I would just hold my pod in my hands... it felt so complete... we together had so many moments... we would sleep together side by side... my palms covering it small beauty so I don’t sleep over it and it would play melodious slow pink floyd or coldplay songs so I could sleep in peace... how much I cared for him...Could I hold it again and tell it how much I loved it.. Could I just express my care for it... but now it was in those big hands... Was he holding them too strongly... or was he careless about it... would he by mistake sit on it... oh!! My god!! His Hindi movie song like Singh is king were there on my pod with the likes of great rock bands like AC/DC and pink floyd... I had to make a play list for his anu malik songs like i had made for system of a down and coldplay... How hard it would have been for my pod to bear... I couldn’t sleep in peace that night...

Next day evening i again go to U4... my steps were fast... my heart was beating fast... all I could think was about how was my little beauty doing.. Was it still in once piece...They say time heals... well it didn’t work that way for me...
When I reach hemant bhaiya is not there... so I call him ask for my pod... he says he is on the way of the cafe and has the pod with him... (Sigh)... friends... let me say waiting for those 45 min. was the hardest part... my heart must have pumped thrice the blood than it usually does...Every motorcycle looked like Hemant Bhaiya to me...
But when the pod finally came to me my joy knew no bounds I again felt complete...Ah!! how much my hands had missed its touch... how my ears had missed the melodious sound of it's click wheel... I say sorry to my pod and know my love has forgotten me coz now it has the usual brightness on it... But then suddenly a friend comes up and has a look at my pod and says man you listen to anu malik! Well I just look sadly at my pod which was quite insulted but my ever forgiving love is just happy to be with me again... so I connect my pod to computer delete all the songs and put the aerosmith back...

I am again united with my love and I feel so complete about it...

I just hold on to it while it plays Wish you were here...

P.S. This is just written for fun... Hemant bhaiya has done a lot for me and it's really a small was to repay him.. i would gladly give him my pod if he ever ask for it again...

Hostel I-Pod.

A year back, only one had it, now every alternate guy has it.

Well let me tell you the story from the beginning ... In my kota hostel(prayas) no one had the Ipod. Few mp3 players and cd players but no ipods. I had an ipod due, coz my sis had just went to US and was about to send me one.... but she didn’t do it coz no one was coming back to India anytime soon but then suddenly out of the blue kushagr got an ipod.. a 80 G.B. ipod.... we were all so excited... we had so much of illegally downloaded music collection(which would later play an important role)... and so many unseen movies... we downloaded converters and their keys torrents came before orkut or facebook...came to know and broke so many conditions and problems which apple guys put it in order to avoid coping songs from a pod(guys there are really very creative but they couldn’t beat us)... everyday we would convert movie"s", and watch them together cramped in jaydeep's room(coz he had a double bed) with pod in center connected with a set of very very cheap I-ball speakers... (Sigh) good 'old days...

Then my sis decided to ship me the pod and I suddenly was the owner of a 4 G.B. nano ipod with the engraving,
"World's greatest brother
Raghav"

Man I was so happy.. mine was the legally bought (and still i am the only one who can claim that)...and was engraved with words with so much emotion in them and best of all it was a Ipod.... kushagr’s pod got a bit loose coz now people could take my pod for listening music and Kushagr's was reserved only for those who wanted to watch a movie(a note to inform the readers that the person who used Kushagr's pod least was Kushagr himself.. till now he has heard only around 150 songs from 7000 illegally downloaded songs but has watched 100s of movies thanks to me though)... so came in the second pod.. Mine... The one with best music compilation...

Then after a year came in new guys...
Tanmay
Gujrati (sorry but i till this date doesn’t know his real name)
UtsavVaibhav

Well Tanmay got a 30 G.B. pod with probably worst compilations and worst arrangements with him, Gujrati got another 80 G.B (which is least used by others) and Utsav got an 8 GB ipod Touch with him. We were once again exited... i mean ipod touch was still new and it had so many amazing features but then my pod was suddenly not valued.. i mean its just 4 gb... but it still had the best song compilation which everyone copied so it couldn’t count as a bonus point and the best softwares which would help you do almost anything with a pod. Which again everyone copied... then suddenly out of the blue Vaibhav got 16 gb ipod touch and Utsav got its pod software updated which means we had another ipod and will soon be able to get new games on ipod touch to play on...
Now folks you may think that with so many pods our life would be on a smooth ride but instead it became a bit difficult on free nights… I am presenting a small conversation to prove my point.

(its a true conversation with no exaggeration)

T (Tanmay): Kushagr i need your pod for night
K (kushagr): Raghav asked for it.
T: Raghav I am taking kushagr's pod.
Me: But I want to watch 21 tonight.
T: Take my pod it has 21 on it.
Me: But after that I need to watch the kingdom.
T: yaar watch it tomorrow.
Me: I have to study tomorrow.
T: ok watch the kingdom on kushagr’s pod then take my pod and give me kushagr’s
Me: that’s fine but I might just sleep watching.
T (applying force on his tiny little brains) : Vaibhav Pod has the kingdom...
Me: ok then I’ll take both yours' and Vaibhav
Me: Vaibhav is your pod free?
V (Vaibhav): i want to listen to music.
Me: take my pod for it.
K Hey, I thought I was getting your pod.
V: ok I’ll have Tanmay’s pod
Me: I am having it
V: but you were having my pod?
Me: I am having both of yours coz i need to watch few movies.
V: Ok then I’ll have kushagr's
T: I am having it.
V: what’s this? I want a pod.
Me: take Utsav's
V: Utsav I need your pod for night.
U (Utsav): ok give me your pod.
V: Raghav is having it.
U: ok Raghav give me your pod.
Me: Kushagr's is having it.
U: Kushagr?
K: Tanmay.
Utsav: Tanmay?
Me: I having his too.
Utsav: you guys mean I sleep for one night without pod.
We (in unison): yeah!!

So after many more minutes of futile arguments I, the only one with brains save the day by coming with a brilliant idea:

Me: Tanmay let me have kushagr's pod you have Vaibhav’s and you can watch wanted and other movie. Vaibhav can have mine and kushagr can have Tanmay's.... and Tanmay you can take Kushagr’s pod tomorrow..

K: but I need my pod tomorrow.
Me: ok so we will fight again tomorrow but for today lets do this..
U: Can I have Tanmay's pod i need to watch 21.
K: ok give me yours' I'll watch wall-e on your pod..
Me: so it's all decided...

So friends we all went to our respective rooms with other's pod with us...
And the next day.. Well it was worse then this one...
(Sigh) sometimes I think life was better with few or no pods..

We fight like this 2-3 times in a week... and now the situation is so worse that we have come on to fight for earphones and speakers... (kushagr, Tanmay and I are the only ones with a speaker)...
So now I have decided to name my hostel "Hostel I-Pod" instead of prayas...
And I don’t think anyone would disagree… Would you guys?

Bansal Re-Union 2021!

So my friends, after a long time I am writing a blog (no one gives a damn but still..).. i and a friend of mine Abhinav were dissed about life dissing our sorry asses so we thought up this weird crap over a very sad pathetic cup of coffee...
This is about my and my friends' lives after 13 yrs... when we all will be 30...

2021:
(At gaurav towers bansal classes kota)..

I get out of a car. Looks at the building which took everything from us yet gave everything we have.. I turn my head and look the already present colorless gathering already present...some mourning (yes i repeat some, some only ,and only some) the death of our somewhat beloved guru Mr. V.K. Bansal.. Max. of the crowd is of girls wearing the bansal T-shirt which has "Bansalite today IITian tomorrow" written on it... i search for some familiar faces and was rewarded with a spectacle faced friend Abhinav Shubham..
I walk towards him and bearing a enthusiastic look in my eyes. Joy of meeting an old buddy from past..
He looks at me and gives me a bear hug and asks me about my life.. (sigh!!) about "my" life...(I am saying this coz till now i thought my life was saddest...)

Abhinav: (Rubs his nose)long time...
Me: (looking at Abhinav rubbing his nose) 13 yrs man..!
Abhinav: so back at Gaurav towers?
Me: what was your last batch again?
Abhinav: Shut the fu*k up.
Me: kidding.
Abhinav: so how’s your life?
Me:(sigh)so what about my life..(Looks away...stare at bansal classes board)
Abhinav: you know...your job. Your love life..

(Recounting my exp.)
At 20 i was this sharp kid at college.. Participated in every event.. got good grades... had buddies and a nice pocket money..But i realised that my hobbies of making videos and writing poetry isn't helping me out in getting touch in opposite gender...I had lots of girl buddies but i mean Literally i didn't get in touch... so one sad day i wrote this one last poem which somehow, to my surprise, became lyrics of a very famous song and overnight i became rich... Then this multi-national company hired me as a public representative coz i was famous and was good at twisting words and kicking peoples' asses in discussions..So on a look it may seem nice but still i am without love..
(Sighs again)

So now abhinav’s turn ....half of this crap is his actually so i hand it over to him now....
19 was the most wonderful year of my life ....college no worries....and a beautiful girl by my side...turns out life has been a downhill from then onwards....more like I went speed skiing with life....graduated and got a job with company exporting aircraft parts manufactured in India...got bored of my job at 25 and got a job as this game show quiz designer...got famous on the small screen but still found no love...
(Humph...sigh!!)

We both laughs at the irony and similarity of our lives but it has always been thus so who cares..
We then walk to our hangout place.. Our second home (first to many)... "U4"(for underprivileged people this is to inform you its a cyber cafe)..

(At U4)
We entered and once again we were surrounded by familiar faces....All telling us their conquest and struggles in life.. Their boring life actually made a interesting hearing...

Risky, Vivek and Vipin, these were the only guys who actually kept in touch, seems like U4 did them some good in the end. Turns out that Risky had this "innovative" idea of opening up this game learning school.. Where operators from all around the world came to learn new tricks to develop games... Risky who was the "brains" of the operation came up with new various ideas... while Vivek put them in execution and Vipin taught them to people... Vivek and Vipin couldn’t live without each other so they ended up taking a flat together..
But in case of love they were all losers... like us.. Their passion for comp. games repelled girls..

We met Jatin then or now so called Jayanti... Well Jatin always had horns for guys so he had this little sex change operation and turned into a woman... so Jatin ohh! Sorry.. Jayanti ...who was looking for love in all the wrong places.. But still lived a "satisfied" life...

Mihr came in next with a baby in his arm... The gujju was covered in gold chains and rings... looked like he inherited his father's business... we congratulated him but he wasn’t happy. Turns out that his life really was not as good as it looked... He was married to this girl his father chose for him.. He like a good son obeyed his father but the twist in the story is that Mihr realized that he was a bit queer than the rest.. Well he was a gay... really unhappy and confused.. His wife hated him for his inability to satisfy her so she divorced him... Mihr wanted to marry his "type"... but his father wouldn’t allow this so he was pretty lonely in his life....

We noticed a red head and wow it was Samrat... Samrat and his brother Ashish were in partnership but they broke up... One look at Ashish was enough to know the reason... It turns out that in the year in which Ronaldo was injured.. Ashish being a great fan of his couldn’t take it and went into serious drinking.. His face was unshaven and was wearing ManU Ronaldo Jersey.. He was watching Ronaldo's video on youtube.. we didn’t disturb him...

Next we met Ayush.. The only guy who had a successful love life... he got married to his High School sweet-heart... who happened to be a daughter of income tax officer... so it would be safe to say that Ayush was pretty satisfied with his life...

we looked around for Sankalp but couldn’t find him... Came to know that he didn’t have time to come as he was growing his hair like Einstein doing some chemical research and learning to sing his fav. song(You really don’t want to know about it).. Well that’s the Sankalp we always knew...

Nono (Nipun) came in next.. We all knew what he did in life.. Coz we laughed at him all the time... don’t get me wrong.. He took part in laughter challenge XV and won it.. So he was a successful comedian... even though he could make girls laugh but still no one took him "seriously".. So he was also a successful loser in his life...

Between all this we noticed something weird going in between Mihr and Jayanti... Jayanti couldn’t stop looking at Mihr and Mihr who thought that he liked guys came to know he was wrong.. He liked guys turned into women more...(sigh)They made a wonderful pair...

And then Adiwasi entered... He was still living with his Mother and was working at an amusement park for charity... He sat on "Hit me for 5 bucks" chair.. Well even his good deeds didn’t do him any good in finding love...

Suddenly I remembered Baron... I asked for him... people who knew him best told me he died...
He died at 29.... Turns out that he was diagnosed with lung cancer at 23... he quit smoking and took up drinking.. His kidney was removed at 26.... He quit drinking and took drugs... his body then just couldn’t bear anymore and gave in....

Well I just had to say it was heck of reunion or more like i should say weird thinking...
The idea was simple that if we continue our life like this we would have little social life... and guys just don’t come after me... Half of this was Maddy's (abhinav) idea...
Man we are seriously so jobless...