Monday, February 12, 2007

21. big and unforgettable!

The last semester of engineering can be so cruel at times with the amount of free time it provides for people like my friends. Lots of time to come up with innovative ideas and celebrate birthdays. May not be devilish as such but still, brutality at its best. It all started one fine day when Boblichiki gave me the name Indian Mohan. (Why? for readers who don’t have any idea let go of it. Such questions seem to be absolutely ridiculous if it has something to do with pulling ones’ leg).
The birthday celebration generally seems to be barbaric (while Anil goes ecstatic every time) but this time apart from that it was as if you were in a lunatic asylum. I was at the receiving end and yes it was sweet, surprising to certain extent and memorable. I did not expect some of the things to happen though I was aware of what was about to come. PSR and naveen were exceptionally enthusiastic in celebrating my birthday in a very different way and asusual naveen let out whats about to be a surprise(?) and i knew about the look of the cake before hand.

The process started when gangadhar called me to come up to naveens' room in D-wing. I was startled and confused; there were lot of people and its not the number that terrored but the flags. I never expected to see the flags. A cake similar to the colors in the flag is all i anticipated a few moments before i saw the cake but blame the free time, I have to face people carrying indian flags.
Almost everyone has a flag in the hand and were waving and infact started singing songs. A song has been composed mixing the songs from english hindi and telugu every song a patriotic one or somehow related to india. People lead by PSR were shouting mohan zindabad like hell and all I can do is stand and stare.Lots of laughter and lots of noise.People who were in the rooms came out and probably would have thought of some student political campaign. I couldnt talk people were not even listening to me or rather anyone. They were just concentrating on shouting and dancing. Everyone formed a circle around me and the cake and started running in the loop and dancing with the songs in the background.

Asked raj to forward the song and yeah this time I was allowed to cut the cake even before the bumps session. Eat and then get beaten up! Thats PSR singing while raj is watching and me cutting the cake and ofcourse people shouting carrying flags in hands. Then the usual, Rakesh's favourite, smearing of cake and this time my shirt was used to clean and wipe some of the hands but thankfully my hair was left out.

All this time one thing in my mind did they forget about bumps? I doubt it would ever happen even in my dreams.

After that started something i never expected to happen. One person carrying me on his shoulders and others singing in front of him like a goat being carried in the carnivals before sacrificing to gods. PSR and palakol were dancing infront as if they were drunk. It was scary keeping in mind my overweight and I have to accept the diligence of Raj to carry me like that.
Its not over yet!! then started the customary bumps session. Me along with my roommate got beaten up. Here we have this common tradition of beating up(!) the roommate along with the birthday dude. And people who are easy to lift also became a part of the slaughter especially anunag who is everyones 'easy' choice.

Time to wind up and people started leaving ofcourse after they had eaten the cake. I wash and the golagang didnt even give me time to change. We left for the canteen and a small party with people talking about eveything football, cricket, girlfriends and from naveen's hair problem to Deepu's love problem. Then again Deepu started to change the topic and targeted me and made evryone to salute me and this is how it happened - me and psr seemingly looking at something interesting similar to a pot belly.
Ofcourse it was followed by the salute which everyone ultimately wanted. And there are some other vital things happend which should be confined to the group and will be and hence not disclosed here. :P

PS: Thanks to everyone for making it wonderful and memorable.

3 comments:

Voice said...

i just wish i cud have been there to give u gpl or bumps..

and wow what a birthday, ur frnds really like u

....R.A.J.A.... said...

Seems like some movie star's bday bash :-?

chandu said...

@bhav
You wish! :)
who doesnt love the only chance they get to kick my ass :P

@Bro
Dont tell me you have some south indian actor alike to the one in the orkut dp in your mind rt now when you commented.

frnds were so fed up with the boring life and me pulling their legs often that they didn't want to spare me that day :D