Now before I tuck in and attempt to drive away these mental ghosts of how I wasted the entire week on the pretext of relaxing my frayed nerves before IIFT exam, let me give out some advice for free for those who believe they can crack it with proper guidance this time next year.

First of all, make sure you do not involve yourself in any sort of online share trading simulation game which will eat away you entire day. After you make sure of that fix your sleeping habit, if you sleep too late or wake up late or do both. Try to get into a normal routine and don’t screw around with your body clock. It is extremely sensitive and once broken, can’t be fixed in time, not even by the expert Swiss watch makers. Next comes your time-table. Take out some time to relax but DON’T use that pretext to play Resident Evil 5 at a friend place late into the evening. (Off topic note: Resident Evil 5 is awesome. Check out the gfx) Moving on, if there is some book in the house that you are dying to read, (like Chetan Bhagat’s IIMA motivational story, 2 States) cover it in a sheet of brown paper and lock it away in some obscure cupboard. DO NOT stay up whole night reading the book, laughing hoarsely and waking up neighbours. In case, there is no other choice than to do so, then make sure you DO NOT relate it to your own lost love and frustrations regarding it. It will keep you up for a couple more hours and make you feel miserable. And most importantly, double check to make sure, that after such a night you DO NOT have an AIMCAT scheduled. Because if you fuck that up on the day prior to IIFT, owing to whatever reason, then instead of being motivated and gung-ho about the exam tomorrow, you’d be sitting here and writing a post regarding what not to before IIFT. Enough advice already.

Not much time left. I still have to ping everyone who is online in my list and ask for *best of luck* wishes. I suppose that just about clears up any misgivings you might have been harbouring regarding my earth shattering preparation and confidence. –sic-

Later

I have been using it,  for so many days, so many times. I have got used to it and also got used to the abuse, the hatred. I traveled in the local bus, daily. The reason for this abuse and hatred was my beard. It told everyone that I was a Muslim guy. Just because of my beard, they forgot the I was also a human.! They even forgot that I traveled with them everyday.!

Not everyone though. There was Suhani, my colleague. She never said anything, which hurt me. She was very sweet. But then, she was sweet with everyone. I wasn’t special. But at least I was equal.

Then there was Rahim Chacha. He was another person whom I talked with. He told his daily experiences to me. What all they told him to the very first day they realized he was Muslim was very painful and in fact to be correct, disgusting.!

I had studied in great places, very reputed colleges and was now working at a very good company. But this daily abuse was pathetic. They never missed a chance. They just said,

“Kaum hi kharab hai sali”

They might be just a few words to blabber, but they rang everytime in my head.!!

Today was the perfect day for them. Neither Suhani nor Rahim Chacha were present today.

“HEY! Mr. Terrorist! Come here.” One of them hauled. I went towards him.

“Hmmm…Can you prove you are a Muslim?” What kind of question was that?

I didn’t answer. HOW CAN I???

“Answer motherfucker..!..Alright. I’ll check it for myself.”

I was not sure what he was upto. But what he did was shameful, disgraceful..! It was a perfect day. And he did his best to embarrass me to the edge.

He suddenly pulled my pants off.!

Everybody started laughing.

I would have cried, but I didn’t. It was the perfect day. The Bus stopped and I got down from it. It wasn’t the destined stoppage, but after going through what happened, I just wanted to run away as quickly as I could.

The bus started to move and suddenly it was blown to pieces..! Booooom….and what was left was only the non-living parts of the bus.

It was a perfect day and I did it.!

No Regret.!

PS: As far as I know this is hypothetical.

PS: It only takes 2 seconds to do the evil.

“Hey! How are you?”

“Hi Rahul. I’m good. I was about to wake up. Anyways thanks for waking me up. How are you?”

If it was you and you call a girl early morning at about 5, you wont see her happy. No ways, it can’t happen..!
But it was Rahul and the girl was Ria. Ria was totaly interested in Rahul and it showed. They talked for a little bit more.

” Hey! I wanted to tell you something.” Rahul said, a little hesitatingly.

“What ? Tell me.”

“Not now. Lets meet today at 7 in the evening at the central mall.?”

“Alright. I’ll be there.”

“OK. Bubye !!!” And he hung up.

He was happy. No! In fact he was on cloud 9. He went up to his best friend’s house to tell him this. Rohit was in his room, still sleeping offcourse.

“Wake up buddy!” Rahul shouted.

“What the fuck are you doing at this time?” :O

” Don’t worry its just 7 a.m. I gotto tell you something.”

“What? Can’t you wait and tell me some other time..?”

“No! Just can’t”

“Alright. Just tell me what it is.”

“I’m in love and I’ve called her today at 7 in the central mall to propose.”

“Woohoo!! Who’s the gal?”

“Ria”

It came as a shock to Rohit. He always liked Ria. He just couldn’t say. But he was suddenly angry.

“What the fuck?” He shouted.

“What happened?” Rahul asked suprised.

“You cheater! You knew I liked her.”

“No. I didn’t.”

“you knew it!”

“What? I didn’t knew anything about you and her. You liked her, you should have told her. Now when I know I love her, why the hell you creating trouble?” Rahul just said this and left.

The day passed waiting for 7 p.m. He was almost ready to go, when the phone rang.

“Halo”

“Halo Dog.!! You know what, I’m going to end this today only. I’m going to kill the bitch who created this new divide between us.”

“What? Rohit calm down.!” The phone was dead till now.

Rahul was confused. He didn’t knew what to do He called up Ria, but she didn’t pick it up. May be she left for the mall.
Everything seemed to fall apart. He didn’t have a choice but to go to the mall.

He went to the mall and found Ria on the spot he mentioned. Rohit was still nowhere to be seen. But Rahul knew he would be there any moment.

“Ria. Lets go away from here.”

“But Rahul you were about to tell me something. What is it ?”

And Rohit came. He fired one shot towards Ria, but Rahul came between the bullet and Ria and the bullet hit him straight into the heart.

“Rahul!!” Ria screamed.

“Rahul?” Rohit was surprised that his shot didnt hit the ‘desired’ target. He had killed his best friend. It was not in his plan. There was fury at the place. Everyone was running. Even Rohit could have escaped, but he didn’t. He was too shocked to be running away.! Instead, he went to Rahul.

“I was about…to ..tell you something.” Rahul said, gasping for every bit of air, to Ria.

“yeah..”

“It… was…that..”And he died.

But he left a note in Ria’s hand. She read it with a shock and handed it to Rohit. Rohit, confused, read it.
It was written

you are so lucky that Rohit loves you..!!

trying  to  understand  in a  19year  old  woman.

as  i  grew  the  more  I  realised  life  gets  harder.

knowing  life  will  keep  on  going.

learning  what  life  is really  made  of.

finding  out  what  I  want  to be.

knowing  I  have  more  choices  to  make.

learning  giving up  is  not  the  right  thing.

knowing  I  have  more  responsibilities.

<<<<<<<<<<LIFE GOES ON>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

like if i go don’t go to college tomorrow, i could get some rest (and perhaps even lose my dark circles). but what if the class councilors get screwy and make a big deal out of it? bcoz thats what most private engineering colleges usually like doing… and already my attendance is kinda pathetic..

and if i do go to college, I’m not sure if my time spent there would be worthwhile. The so called lecturers with their run-of-the-mill degrees would come and start off their monotonous drone and we’d use all our strengths to keep our eyes open…

sometimes to help myself from falling asleep, i would take a james hadley chase book to college and have a good read. Or my friends & i would start rediscovering & playing those old childish games – name place things animals, raja-rani, hangman, hollywood, etc etc

do u think this is a sane way of spending 8 hours a day???

if i’m at home, i could do a hundred other useful things, i could blog, read newspapers, books, help mom, do my dance shows, practice, prepare for competitive exams, help my bro with his lessons, etc etc.. the list is endless.

but if i’m at college, all i can do is park my seat on this chair for 8 hours and gaze blank-eyed at the weirdo on the dais.

it’s almost 12:30 pm now. the weather is cold and the bedsheets look warm and inviting.. but tomorrow is saturday and the thought of getting up early n going to college is turning me off… should i vent out my frustrations by writing more.. or should i sleep? should i sleep with my head facing up or sideways? … should i… or should i not ????