When Alcohol Is Must.....

24th June, 2008
New Delhi....
Lets go back to my Undergraduate Days.... wow...every body would feel about it.. but me.. oh no... i was almost 25 when i entered architecture.. thanks to my girlfriend who wanted to see me as an architect...she is no more with me ...she turned out to be wiser then i could have expected her to be... ( I was around with, kids 8 years younger to me.... so usually i would feel like uncle to them.. thanks to my physical growth which had stopped at early 21 and i managed all five years looking young among kids...except the age jokes i never felt as old as i was.... ) So i was in my third year(2003)... and had shifted to Ramtek ( college is at out skirts of this small town near Nagpur.. in Maharastra.. ) .... any body qualifying for graduation from this place requires either to be sinful in early age, past life or is destined to be one, i assure u ...even if u fail there after to visit any holy place in your life time .. any sinful act of u r's is u r lawful right...

So back to story...
I had few friend's whom still i cherish, and am still friends with them,. all were my class mates.. I would introduce four of them in this article and few more in near future...
We had our final exams.... thats sixth semester... and my two good friends..
meet... Avinash, a brilliant architect and Kirti, an all rounder( i u feel to be robbed by u r self then please take him as company to get drunk).... and Me, Karim...all three had this glorious time of celebrating end of every subject exam by getting drunk, it was almost a rule. But as our resources were limited, we would kill our thirst by obeying our limited budget.. but we never let down vijay mallaya by not celebrating the grand occasion. But as good time comes to an end.. every one was running short of money.. and a fear of disturbing our digestive system was frustrating.. and finally it happened..and all three of us did not had any money... no money means no money.. even beggars in Ramtek were richer then us by their standards...
We had still one more occasion to celebrate before we go home.. after our last exam,we three looked dejectedly at each other and left to our respective places ( they both stayed on campus hostel.. and me a day scholar )... same day.. at 3 PM in the summer of May month.. there was a thunder storm on my door as some body was in great rush to barge ...i was sleeping and so i did not wanted even Rakhi Sawant to disturb me... so job was left to my room mate, Nitin, he opens the door and soon i am woken up by Kirti and Avinash.... Avinash" abey kya soo raha hai bey... chal daru pete hai.." i was happily shocked to hear that...but then collecting back my senses... i asked him" abey paise kidhar se aye..." Kirti and Avinash looked at each other as they have won wimblolden mens double. and both together" who hume hostel ke teen gadhe (Mattress) bech diye"... Me... "kya.. kiske.. kisko... ( i hope ekta kapoor , karan johar or rakesh roshan do not open my blog)....Avinash"abey mishra ka, kranti ka or pratimesh ka.. "( exept mishra other two are my batch mates and mishra the 'coolest' dude of my batch , also my class mate, deserves a complete dedicated chapter, exclusively to his character, an unique one .. thanks Kunal for saving me from mishra....Kunal, a very good friend of mine, my roomie in hostel and right now i am posting this article from his place)... instead of thinking were all three would sleep , i shamelessly inquired the amount collected..it was mere 150/- .... i told them i don't have any remains of money and which we needed more .. i was actually calculating the amount we need to buy alcohol, snacks and cold drink... 150/- impossible.... suddenly a notion of calling out for some heavenly help went across my mind.. trust me there was One... i saw Nitin going out... so i asked him "kaha ja rahah hai.." Nitin " soap karidne...".. i instantly wanted to believe in presence of heavenly help... " kitne ka kahridhga" i asked.. " 20 rupees ka... " he replied... i jumped out of my bed.. ran to my bag.. took out a soap and handing over to him i said" de 20 rupees.." my partners in crime could sign relief as our grand total had swelled by 20 valuable rupees ...i thanked Nitin for his humanitarian concern and for his timely help.. as the soap was not his brand but he would tolerate it for being a friend in need....
We 3 came out... discussing how we could wisely spend the money...finally we figured out... 2 bottles of cheapest alcohol.. no not desi... no cold drinks.... and then there was main issue about snacks...
so we went to near by grocery shop and bought snacks worth 20 rupees.... and as i was about to pay him i instinctly obliged him for making payment latter... and by this time i guess many more heavenly powers have taken up my request, he agreed... so here we are .... 3 good friends with 170/- rupees and Yamaha full with petrol ... and snack worth rupees 20/-.......

We bought Imperial blue ... 55/- per nip and we bought 3 ,managed to save 5 rupees.... next question was were would we party..only near by dhabas( small eatery joints on the outskirts ) are suitable.. so we started to look for the closest on..thats " kargil" few kilometers away....on highway... stretching ourselves on delicate Yamaha.. in scorching sun of May...
When we reached dhaba.. we settled down and asked for the cold water .. that's only what would have come for free....... but here we ran out of luck ... what we were offered was tank full of water in open ground, left with no choice we agreed... this outdoor tanks are usually used for bathing and sanitation ....... in no case water was potable.... so our party started..over three bottles of alcohol....three glasses... little snacks.... and hot water... with suspended particles...

The party went on till we finished all three... bottles... we discussed lot over glass of hot alcohol.. i can hardly recollect any thing... but all three of us still remember our drinking passion....had vijay mallaya been informed....we could have won bravery award .. for dealing meticulously with our difficult times....Mishra still complains over his mattress funding our religious act of getting drunk... Mishra ... thanks.... Avinash still likes to recall and laugh over it... Kirti do remember it..... for me it is now to share with everybody who comes across it...