[ Myself (Arjun) and Stephen have decided to start this series, with humour as the main quotent. We shall be updating this series alternatively. For now, its my turn to throw the dice. Hope you enjoy.]
Note- All characters in the story are fictitious. Though we have used some real names, its just intended for fun. So no hard feelings.:) And thanks to Ste for the cartoon.
Arjun aka RJ woke up and sat with his eyes fixed to his watch. In five minutes, the alarm rang, he turned it off and got out of his bed for a walk to the bathroom. By 7.30 he was on his dining table with a plate of something in front of him. His mom yelled from the kitchen- “ You are not a school child anymore. Act responsibly.” His dad came by and reminded him- “ College means studies, not movies or girlfriends. Okay?” This reminder dampened his spirits. RJ finished his food as fast as he could and hurried to reach college.
Stephen aka Ste had to be literally thrown out of bed to wake him up. His intelligent sister brought an ice cube and slid it inside his shirt. Ste jumped out of bed like a ghost. He was paraded into the bathroom and later was stuffed with food into his mouth by his mom. His dad came by and asked- “ You have enough pocket money?” He replied- “ No.” He thought- “Why does he even ask me that question. My answer was never a ‘yes’ for that” and laughed in his mind. His dad counted 500 bucks and passed it to him. Stuffing the cash into his wallet, he hurried out to his car to zoom to college.
8.45 AM, at the college.
RJ searched for his name and walked into his designated classroom. He found the last bench and planted himself on it. A girl, walked to him, found the window next to him, fired the chewing gum from her mouth through the window and said to RJ-“ Hi, I’m Akshata.” RJ smiled back and said- “I’m Arjun, call me RJ.”
“Are you the Vivekananda types?” she asked playing with her nose ring.
RJ dug out a pack of cigarettes and said- “ Does Vivekananda smoke?”
“Haha. Don’t think so.” They shook hands again.
“I’m a Vivekananda back home though” RJ clarified. He certainly was a different guy outside home, a guy with multiple faces.
As they chatted along, ‘the dude’ Jack walked into the class straight to Akshata and they exchanged a hug. RJ thought of jumping out of his bench like Bruce Lee and whacking him. But then, Aks said- “He’s Jack. My guy.” RJ gave a plain smile. She turned to Jack and introduced RJ as- “Arjun. Call him RJ. Radio Jockey. Haha” she giggled
As the bell rang, a lady lecturer walked in, all graciously and announced- “ Good Morning and Welcome to this college. My name is Rashi.” Just as she said that, Ste came running to the door and asked- “ Can I come in ma’am?”
“Okay. But what’s that pant? Why do you have to wear one if you are wearing it so low” disgusted Miss. Rashi asked.
“Low waist ma’am” Ste announced shamelessly.
RJ, sitting behind wasted no opportunity to comment- “ Low ass jeans.” Everyone got a laugh out of it except Miss. Rashi. Anyway, Ste walked in and found a seat next to RJ. Miss. Rashi began with the usual first day chants of- “ This part of life is important. You’ve come here to study. Assignments..” and so on. Ste turned to RJ and said- “What crap man” he looked around and continued- “I’ll select my life partner now.”
“What?” RJ enquired.
“Yeah man. What is college for? You are not a school kid anymore. Look around and find a match.”
“Find a match for what?”
“Oh god. Nothin. You study.”
“haha. That girl there looks good, doesn’t she?”
“That’s the spirit man. Yes, see she looks like Shreedevi. You’ll make a good pair. There are enough trees around for your duets” Ste chuckled.
“ Fuck off.”
Meanwhile Jack and Aks discussed something and came to the conclusion that they needed a drink. Jack stood up, interrupted Miss Rashi and asked- “ I desperately need to pee, can I go please?” Miss. Rashi wondered if she was a primary school teacher, but she was a sweetheart so dint object. In a few minutes, Aks headed out as well with a similar excuse. Ste felt awestruck and said- “Man. Look at them. It’s not even been an hour. Come on RJ, we are no less. Find your Shreedevi. I’ll find mine.”
A girl named Prats, turned around and asked RJ curiously- “Where did Jack and that girl go?”
RJ replied, rather loudly- “ Jack and Jill went up the hill..”
Ste continued- “To fetch a pail of quarter…”
That brought a huge laugh around the surrounding benches. Miss. Rashi noticed it & walked up straight to RJ and Ste angrily. Only a soap opera director could have done justice to that scene. Anyway, she pointed at RJ and said- “ You are Arjun right? A.k.a RJ? What does RJ stand for? Roadside Jockey?”
RJ said trying to search for his voice- “It means nothing ma’am.”
She turned to Ste and said- “ Just one hard blow is enough to wither away your pants n you sit here and pass comments?”
She said to both of them- “ Get out. Get a written permission from the Principal before you enter the class next time.”
RJ and Ste walked with artificial expressions of shame on their faces to the Principal room. They saw a girl named Priyanka (who had bunked the first class) come out of the Principal room. She noticed both of them and said to them pointing at the Princi room- “ Oh God. He must be Hitler’s grandson or something. Good luck guys.”
Ste dint miss the opportunity to say “Thanks”
They proceeded and opened the door and walked in silently. A man of medium build and good height, neatly dressed was standing looking out of the window with his hands on his hips.
RJ and Ste scanned the room with their eyes and found the princi’s name-plate on his table which said- “ Principal. Mr. Sandeep Balan.”