There were 15 people in my block. 3 in each room. I knew everyone in the block now. Most fascinating people were the trio of last room. room no.405.
The three beautiful bengoli girls. Tani, koel and barnali. Koel was the most beautiful girl i had ever seen. Fair girl with round cute face. Long hair. In perfect shape as they say it. She indeed had some charm in her face n her smiling face i liked the best. Her eyebrows were joined slightly and that added to her beauty. I had heard many girls speak about her in and around. They always asked her what shampoo she used, what fairness cream she applied, what scrub she used to wash her face etc. I recollected what I had heard in zoom bollywood gapshup that bengoli girls r natural beauties and had quoted examples of bipasha, kajol, rani mukharjee etc. Had they seen these three girls, list would have been longer by three.
Koel was also a computer science girl, like me, but from a different batch. We once in a while discussed about chapters being covered in our respective classes. Koel always had thousand doubts on simple things. Her favourite way of asking questions or doubts to me was, “why is this like this”? n i always replied with “why is wat like wat?” It was fun solving her doubts. she made me think at times. Her doubts were complex. But at the end of every session we both got some knowledge.
Barnali was from mechanical department. We smiled to each other on corridors it was nothing beyond that. N tani, her actual name sayantani, was from department of electrical engineering. She was here because she was sent. Coolest girl on this planet. Nothing ever worried her. I used to see her brushing her teeth with eyes closed at wash basin, at my 10 o clock break. “Screw those classes man” was her favourite dialogue.
One thing those three were fascinated or i must say obsessed with, was their favourite “machili”.. they loved fish as any other bengoli. They rushed to a bengoli restaurant in sikandrabad, about 10 kms from our hostel, just to have fish curry frequently.
There were nice people in my block.
I had friends in my class too. it became a custom to sit with two people i sat with, in my very first class. sandhya from Nagpur. And Rashmi mishra from Orissa. They made it to the top of my hatke characters list. Well... this “hatke character list” was my personal list of different funny interesting characters I would meet in Hydrabad. Typical maharashtrian girl with a ring like sania mirza on her left nostril , quick like mercury, n heartily best girl i had ever met, was sandhya. “Good morning appu bhai” was how she wished me every morning. It was she who woke me up if at all i fell for a nap during my class hours. I just simply loved the way she answered when boys in my class tried to flirt with her.
rashmi was late for an early morning class. Sandhya and I were sitting on our three seater bench. Place next to her was vacant. A boy called sachin came n asked her if seat next to her was free. She smiled back n said slowly and calmly “beta chup chap peeche jake baith, subah subah timepass nahi karneka! Samjha?”... i loved the way she talked like actor sanjay datt.. in Marathi type hindi. N boys of my class intentionally irritated her for fun. She never took anything seriously, even boys knew it. My class was the best of all other batches i felt. People were nice. Mostly we had people from Karnataka, Maharashtra, Kerala, Punjab, and Gujarat etc. And it was nice to see us all befriend one another. There were always fights like my state is better but always on lighter side. It was a batch of serious people. Who wanted to make it well through GATE.
Though i was the most active girl in my engineering classes i kept myself low here. After that English lecture, i had not answered much in class. There were people who asked doubts just to grab attention. It was just another class. I was very comfortable in this class of ace academy in Hyderabad specially with sandhya and rashmi around.
Rashmi was the most serious girl in our solar system, 'Tension ki dukaan' as i called her. girl with nice square spects, who had missed her chance to get into her favourite medical college in bhuvaneshwar by 0.5 marks. N was joined to engineering college. She was the topper of her college every semester with more than 86 percent aggregate. I always said “jai Vivekananda” or “all is well” whenever i saw her study. She was about 2 years older than us. N with due respect to her age we called her rashmi mata at times. That always made her unhappy n she requested badly everytime-“ pls don’t say that to me.. please.” We loved teasing her. and she too forgave us. Matured is what i would call her not childish like me or sandhya.
I loved the time i spent in class. Everyone was super serious during lectures. But mood immediately switched at breaks. There were jokers in our class like every other class in this in this world. There was a boy from Punjab who gave alerts when sir entered the class... he used to shout from behind three time “sir aagaye sir aagaye sir aagaye..” and that immediately switched our moods back to classes with an ‘oh’ as an alert sound for few days which soon turned to ‘ohffo’.
Life was fun. But back in hostel there were few changes. Rinu was keepin to herself all the time. she had stopped calling me for lunch with her. When I called her, she just said politely –dear.. pls.. u go, I’ll have later. I asked her many times if she wanted to share something. She always said just one thing.. “no... u won’t like it kid. You will stop even talking to me. Leave me alone.”
I had to return with no choice.
That night her sobs by the window woke me up again. I just decided to talk once for all. After all she had stood by me when i was in ‘danger’. She was staring into the darkness with something in her hand. It wasn’t mobile. It was a container glass. She was drinking. I had seen a girl drinking for the first time. I had heard of it. I thought of walking my way back.
“So u came again han?” She asked me, she stopped in rather.
“U r drinking right? I have seen a girl drink first time. no one does it at my place.” I told her whatever came to my mind first.
“I can guess that.” She told ignoring me.
I suddenly realised what i had said. She was sad n it was like i had mocked her. To my surprise it didn’t affect her at all.
But it was not common for me, being born n brought up in a strict Brahmin family. And about engineering, i studied at Shree Dharmathala Manjunatheshwara college of engineering and technology. It belonged to one of the most sacred temples in the state. One of the most strict and well behaved colleges in milkyway. It was just not common.
“I drink often. I smoke too. so stay away from me.” these were the words that came from rinu.
I at last decided to ask. “Who is it now finally- jai or max?” I wanted her to decide on it and back to be normal n leave drinking and etc.
“Oh.. u know jai too? girl i swear i’ll never call u kid again.”
“Ya i had warned u not to sob on phone by my window. Looks like u want me to listen to everything.”
“U really want to know?” rinu continued.” But u won’t like it. Max is my ex boyfriend. i really loved him. He ditched me for her. now that she has fucked him off, He wants me back. He is trying on me. i hate him. But i still love him. He is a fucking liar. Fucking idiot he is.”
I found no logic. I hate him but i still love him.?
... n what? I had read the ‘f’ word in chetan bhagat’s books. But had never heard it pronounced live and exclusive in real life. None of my friends used it. There was a boy in my class who used it indirectly.. he only said “wat the f”.. just f.. not the word... now i had heard it thrice in one go.
I was taken aback for a while. I was finding myself guilty. I was miles away from home to prepare for GATE. I had to get up at 4.30 n i was talking to a mad girl at the dead of the night. Rashmi worked for 16 hours a day. she revised everything the same day. but I never found enough energy in me at the end of the day even to open my bag. I was just banking on lectures. I listened to class with all my attention not to miss even a word. I needed sleep to keep me going next day. But here I was out of my bed, trying to find logic in a meaningless story coming out from a drunken girl. Why was I doing it I didn’t know. Why was I still there I wouldn’t know.
I finally found something to say. “So what is the matter? Jai is ur current boyfriend right. Sort it out. ur mind works so fast. U can do anything. So work it out. But don’t cry.”
“I don’t know. I don’t know who i am in love with. I am committed to jai now. But i can’t stop myself from thinking about max either.”
That was too much for me. It was insane n moreover had no logic in it. How could I understand anyway without logic?
I decided to call it a day. “Ok work it out. Let’s go.”
“Help me out appu” she said. “I don’t think it will work out with jai either... maybe I love max now. We had too wonderful times with each other to forget him. I don’t know what I am going to do. Jai is pathetic and doubts me.”
Another overdose for me!
She took out her mobile and pressed some keys before she showed it to me. It was a msg from max.
It read... “I can’t forget u... i just remember times when u and i.... i love u.”
She broke to tears again. Well this was more complicated love story than any movie i had seen.
“Wait. Don’t cry pls. I didn’t get it. When u n i wat?”
“What the hell!” She smiled... “when him and i? U r a kid... go n sleep.”
Now i was sure. She was completely mad. She was just crying few minutes, no seconds ago.
Most wrong part in it was I was not a kid. I understood every word of what she meant. I had realised wat sam meant when she said rinu was not a good girl. May be she knew. I too had observed rinu’s behaviour outside hostel. She was a flirt. But I asked my mind to ignore it every time. I had clear instructions from rinu not to talk to her outside hostel. And that was enough for me to convince myself that she cared for me. But now it was all over. She was mad. Completely mad. For the first time I was getting scared of her.
“What?” She started again. “i told u keep the hell out of it. It was u who wanted to know. n there is nothing wrong in sleeping with a guy alright? I loved him then. N I am going to do it again. I am slut u see. A bloody whore I am according to jai. Such a fucker!”
I was shivering from within. I ran to my room. I locked it from within. Sam n shikha were fast asleep. I broke to tears. I had thought she was like an elder sister. She woke me up every day. Never had her lunch without me! She had fought with shikha for me. No... it was not her. i had seen a completely different face of hers now. Jai had called her slut. N she was going to prove it to him. I searched for my phone. I wanted to talk to someone. Anyone. N directly called home, to dad, the person I trust the most in this world with my secrets.
Dad was scared to hear my voice at this time. what happened? U alright? What? speak...
I was not able to talk.
“Dad... i am alright. Its about rinu.” I said.
I earlier had told about rinu to my parents how she had solved my problem etc. they also knew about sam n few more of my friends.
“What about her? What happened?”
i was shivering again.
“Relax... what happened? Do u want us to come there? Relax... tell me what happened.”
I told dad everything. Word by word.
Long silence followed once i was done. “Now listen to me” said dad. “ur first priority is that u stay safe. She is not in her mind right now. She may try to do something to herself. U should have tried to understand what sam meant when she had told u rinu was not good. Or at least u would have talked about it with me. Now talk to sam, tell her all this as soon as possible. N if possible try to tell all this to vijaylakshmi aunty of urs if warden is not around. That girl is danger to herself. N keep it low... u know it.. i don’t have to tell u. ”
Vijaylakshmi aunty was one who prepared food for us. Women in her early fifties. She was nice to everyone. N I had told about her to my parents. Rinu’s roommates never knew anything about her this life. they were variants of shikha. Two tamil girls from same college. They neither understood hindi nor spoke much English.
Dad asked me to act sane.. “Troubles find u so easily rite? Anyway.. talk to sam. N be wise. I’ll leave for Hyderabad tomorrow morning.”
“No no..” I shouted suddenly.. “i am fine. It’s okay.. i’ll be safe. I assure u.” All in a single breath.. “If there is a need I assure u dad i’ll ask u to come. I am ok now. Not scared anymore. Bye dad. I’ll call u in the morning. Good night.” I ended the call.
Sam was up. My “no nos” must have woken her up. What happened she asked. Everything alright?
I reiterated entire story to her again.
“I had told u rite.? My boyfriend had told me about her, he got to know from his friend n he had warned me to stay away from her, n i had warned u too.” said sam.
“Yes. She has lost control completely. She is using slangs on herself. She is drinking. She is a danger to herself. What if she... ?” I started crying. I never wanted to see rinu’s face again. But i still wanted her to be safe.
Shikha was sound asleep.
“What to do now. Let’s go and inform vj aunty. Or let’s call warden? I have her number. What if rinu does something really stupid?”
I broke to tears again. “Listen aparna. She is mad. n thats wat she is. Don’t cry for her. i understand she was good to u. only u n I know in this hostel about rinu. n rinu has never let anyone know u are her friend outside this block. So... Don’t worry.”
“We will go to mam. Please come with me.” i requested her.
“Not now yaar. It will be an issue now. We will talk in the morning.” Said sam.
“Please sam what if something happens. She is acting strange. She is drunk.”
“Nothing will happen. Trust me. Sleep.” She went back to bed.
N i was locked in the room of three people but all alone. i had no guts to go out of room.
Hostel was up again in the morning. Everyone was busy getting ready. I got up from my bed. I had not slept even for a single second. I passed through rinu’s room n tried to see if she was on her bed. She was fast asleep. I saw her from the door. Hardly i knew, that was the last time i was seeing her.
chapter 5 comming up next!