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Wore a pair of jeans after sooooo long a time but before i could really start to savor the feel of it's touch against my skin, a 'bodmaish' rickshaw came and splashed mud into it!!!!!! Puro anandoiii maati kore dilo hotocchara ta!

:x

AFteRmaTh

I guess, too much thinking about the situation made me tired and i fell into a deep sound sleep at around 2am. And didn't wake up before 6am.

Scenario--->
The thief definitely came back last night but couldn't enter the house-thanks to those extra locks(around 12 locks in total). But they/he have set a leaf of our date palm(khejur gaach) tree in our garden on fire.

Psychos!

No idea about what will happen next.

The ThieF ExPerienCe!

I thought i was only scared of ghosts but now i realised that what scares me more than pearly white semi-transparent, hoarse-voiced ghosts is live people! And moreover, if that person is a thief by profession!

Robbery, theft at night...all these were just some daily chatpata news till now as the place i used to live at never had to face these kind of situations. But now moving over to my aunt's place this 'chatpata' things gave a whole new dimension!

My aunt's house is a two-level banglow type one. The ground floor is not at all furnished-just a cluster of plaster, cement and bricks for walls-thats all-just a hollow cavity type and we (my aunt and I) stay on the 1st floor! There is a wall on the eastern side on the ground floor which is just made of bricks (attached by cement duh!)!

Last night, a thief cleverly(that's their job i guess) loosened the cement and removed those bricks at night and entered the house!!! But thankfully we have a gate in the 1st floor entrance so he couldn't even make an attempt to steal and he went out of the house using our garden backdoor!!!
But that adds a bigger worry! Although we have sealed the wall again temporarily until we can cement and plaster it real good, the thief may try again tonight!!!!
Sleep has gone to Davy Jones!!

Precautions taken-->
1)eXtra set of locks added to the house!
2)Armed ourselves with a weapon-in my case a kiddy 2 ft long cricket bat!
3)Planned to make a little loud coughing noise everytime we wake up at night to make any eavesdropper think that we are not that deep into sleep!


But i guess none of them are gonna be that effective! And i am real scared!!!!

:(

:'(

I'll never thiink robbery stories are chatpata from now on!

Pichle Saat Din

It has been a week since I started my new college! And it has been one roller-coaster experience! I, being a student of a reputed ‘bawal’ school never bothered myself much with all the ragging and whatever that comes with the party.

We, first years, are like an exotic exhibit in a zoo! All of our classrooms are allotted on the first floor, each guarded by a security guard. Every senior student from every department used every ounce of authority upon their juniors or peers just to get an opportunity to get a first hand experience of us! We are the most sought after-and by far-the most popular (although tagged by our department name)! A man could become a millionaire just by putting up an entry-fee for the seniors to see us! Every one wants to know us, show us their power to make us do things they want for their amusement, to sell their old books and what not! We are told to give our introduction-our name, dad’s name, school name, home place, grade 10 and 12 total percentage of marks, joint rank, hobbies in their own chosen format. Like, I have to say ‘jio pagla’ with enthusiasm after each sentence and to pronounce every word in Bengali only. But, most importantly, they took heed of our comfort level! The teachers are halted in their job by some seniors requesting for an ‘interactive session’ with us. It was not bad, but way too tiring! Every few minutes, some new seniors had to come and we had to begin our intro all over again! In these seven days, I have almost given my intro for more than a hundred times!

This stuff went on for two days, and gradually we became familiar with the senior faces…now they don’t need to rag us (they also get bored ragging the same class everyday)! They have each picked up their own favorite 1^st year and come whenever they can for chat-stories of the college and ragging in their time, our interest and all.

Then, there are the teachers! Each unique in their own way! Some speak in english with a Bengali accent, while other has a tamil one, some has a girly voice, while some can’t say a correct sentence in English! And there are the subjects too! Each subject seems derived from the class 12 and the moment you have let your mind wander somewhere else, you have lost the power to catch the flow from the snips of lecture! Whoa!!

Coming to my own department, there are students from every class and every place-bihar, gaya, puruliya, bankura! Bengali medium, hindi medium, english medium! Intellectual, nerd, intelligent, smart-ass, flirt, jokester, pretender, narcissist and the list goes on. Each is unique in their own way! Variety makes our group more colourful!

Staying at my aunt’s place over weekdays, going to home sweet home on weekends and meeting up with my old friends! Time is flowing by so fast that I just can’t keep a tab on my activities.

Pichle saat dino mein maine khoya-kabhi khud pe hasa mein aur kabhi khud pe roya!

7 days of my new life are gone-isolated from almost every people close to me. Not that I mind, but it would have been little better to have someone to talk to without keeping a check on my words.

I guess, I asked for it.