For the last three years my classmates and I have followed a certain tradition. Every semester after our exams get over, we invariably go down to Khalsa Dhaba on NH-33. It started out with us feeling the need to detox after the gruelling exam schedules in BIT. There are almost no breaks in the schedule ever. Only Sundays save us. What freaks us out most during those six-seven days of exams isn't so much the way we lose sleep/peace....but the fact that in engg college, you can never make it without rote learning.....and so everyone mugs( The mugger shall inherit the earth...) ....and so in order to survive, you mug.....and in the process lose the last bit of your sanity.....hence the need to de-stress the day exams get over...
When it started in 1st year, most of us didn't booze( I still don't )...but then more and more guys made the shift, so to speak, and drowned their sorrows in endless pegs of rum, vodka and whisky...
I never feel left out because I really enjoy watching these guys get high....and believe me, when a BITian gets high, that's something you wouldn't miss for anything.....all the frustration just breaks out and flows in a free stream of the choicest expletives.....the discussion suddenly shifts from the sane to the insane, from the definite to the abstract and more often than not, no one knows what we're talking about(or wanted to talk about in the first place).
And the best part is the long walk back to BIT---some distance to BIT-More and then the lonely trek to the gate....that's when the magnitude of the situation sinks in......If it's past ten, then you're probably debating whether to get in through the gate and risk getting questioned by the guards( and sometimes unceremoniously having your breath analysed...) or to simply sneak in through the cricket grounds.... but irrespective of how drunk ppl are.....this is the part you tend to enjoy the most.....the road is pitch dark, no souls are visible anywhere on the route and the night sky stands out....sparkling with the zillions of celestial bodies that lend an almost mystic feel to the night....
And the talk....oh the talk! Everything from how fucked up life is, to how God hates us and....you get the drift right? Sometimes people ask me why I never booze....why don't I just "try"? Well, when you're having all the fun watching others getting drunk...who needs the alcohol?
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