Well, 28th was as usual a pretty ok sunday. I went to Waterpark with my friends- sid, sumit,abhinit, aatu, rajeev and tanay. Had a lot of fun, and after that, we did a lot of chaos with the management, and benefitted with the free slips for the next time .. It was altogether fun, and we were satisfied, when in the end, my best buddy, Aatu got in mode2 and start screaming and running here and there…….:)) And it was then we decided to help him and to be more serious, to try our money back. And we were successful in that toooo ….

And after that 4 hrs fight with the water and then big plate biryani at ICH, it was the intoxicating sleep. As we were knowing,there is class in the nite from 8:30 onwards. We usually have CL classes on Sundays and that too late in the nite owing to our busy day schedules

On the way to CL, me and mota were sitting on the front seats on Mahindra RTV, they being always my favourite seat. And discussing about the broken wind sceen, a trip without wind screen, mob mentality etc etc …. We came to CL at the rite time approximately.

It was class for Reading Comprehension(RC), and the madam that comes, humiliate us very very politely. We were given some 7-8 pages with five passages and 30 questions, and were asked to complete that in 30 mins time ( …. Trully, i got scared in the beginning, i always think myself atleast OK here, and when it comes to testing, obviously i feel, i should have been more humble before. Anyways, we finished, and then comes the scoring.

She told anything below 12 is unacceptable and above 12 OK… And if we wish to make into CAT then it has to be around 15………….. Anyone wishing to listen class performance ….. the highest being of Mota it was 7 something….. and the class average being 2-3. Myself scroing 3.6 ( ….. Well, may i attribute this to wrong selection of passages and negative marking…. else as if i would have topped the class ….. ) Also in the mean time, she told us somewat around 30-40 books in various fields to read …. (

Well, CL classes are always motivating cum abasing. They constanly tell us that we are damn poor and we need to work harder. Obviously, jokes apart, i know we have to. But these feelings evaporates away as soon as we walk out of class, thanx to our three cool years at IIITM . We have been indifferent now, to these wordly issues … ) …Miss Rand, listening ??? A good bunch of indifferent ……… Howard Roarks …

Fine, then on the way back to RTV, we were filled with so many emotions. And there i got the message of my girlfriend, so one more emotion got in. I again this time, rush to Van, so as to have front seat, and yaa i had that …. . We around 20 were sitting on the van and one was missing, and guess who ??? Gandhi ….. He has always been in a habit of chasing the teachers after the class and asking the doubts. So all the teachers know him, and he is benefitted by good grades….. But in return, he got a lot many rebukes combined. But yaa, again i said the indifferent story.Gandhi is indifferent. Nyways, so i feared, he mite be with the teacher and hoping if she can favor him in the CAT score … or grades Well ,we waited for him for around 10-15 mins. And here comes Gandhi running, and there goes the abuses…. in front of girls … so wat ?? Everyone is indifferent, Boys toooo and Girls toooo ….

And the result of his late coming and keeping us wait is that he didn’t get the seat, and he has to put his butts on the open window in that small van and half sittng and half standing. It was funny gesture, my one school teacher used to punish us like that … (its called chair punishment in my school days). So as usual, a lot of blabbering with unusual loud voices in between, then a chuckle, and then some rebukes in a flow …. I was not involved in all this, as i was sitting in the front seat, secluded from all this speculation. Yaa, i was giving my expert comments in between ….

Now, the real story … it was all introduction, friends ….

It was me and choudhary sitting in the front. And as soon as driver started the buses and changed the gear, i said to choudhary “We are going to have an accident”. And he seems to be more than 100% agreeing to me. So now, being the front sitters, it was the moral responsibilty for us both to avoid that coming one. So we started prompting driver to slow down within 1-2 mins. The bus was moving one side and the dividers on the roads were more or less touching the wheels…

I said to him, “Kya baat hai yaar, marvaaana hai kya ?”

And the driver was indifferent, how can he be?? He was not of IPG IVth year

Well, Choudhary seems to be more concerned, he used his mouth as well as his hands to make the vehicle slow down.

He said, “slow down……. Bhaiyya“, waving his hand slowly down to make that slowing down action.

The driver was heavily drunk, and i could felt the smell …. but i was indifferent….

Well, no kidding … soo ………i knew it was usual for drivers to drink and then drive. Yaa, i was really fearing the way he was driving. On one cut, he turned the bus almost 90 degree, and my first impulse of having a road accident got confirmed.

From now, people from back, started shouting, asking driver to slow down and me to making him slow down. I got in conversation with the driver, i was pretty cool as compared to Chaudhary sitting with me.

I asked him, “if he can drive, is he able to see?”

The Driver replied, “Kya Bhaisahab, i am driving since 16 years. Don’t worry”

By the time we cross the railway station and came to somewhat better road of Gwalior and with bigger vehicles. Remember it was around 11:20 that time, and mainly heavy vehicles were there on the road. So , the van was at around at 60 and i was encouraging driver to slow down, as by the time i got the feeling, he is not going to do.

Imagine me. I was sitting in the front, with broken wind screen. And everything that is coming from the front was as visible to me. It was like seeing 3D movie in the theater, where dianasour can come from any of the direction. I could see the driver on the wrong side, on the middle of the road, and then his sharp cuts at the last moments…. and all this make my heart rush out of my mouth…. Public behind also got restless by the time, but it was general shouts, that are a characteristic of our batch, and everyone know not to give any heed to that… indifference ….

So now on the road. Should i write one thing ??I really wished that if we have to have an accident, let us have it rite now, and not on the highway, from GKM to institute, else i was confirmed, a big tragedy to take place.

Well, there comes the final scene. A scooter and motor cycle were lying on the road, and the driver was just going to have the van over the scooter.But it was avoided anyhow. I was becoming impatient. And finally the thing, that was sure that day comes, and a truck with full yellow beams of lights come from front. I got the intution. I gripped the door handle. The driver was in the middle of the road, and truck was obviously not having more space to have his truck.

Well, it was just something less than head on collision. The truck driver turned the truck at the last moment, and we got the some chiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii sound and electric sparks and if it would have been 2-3 cms more on the van side, and then driver was sure to be dead on the spot, with the 90% possibility to have Van getting overturned and to got strike along the roadside trees or in the ditches. Just close your eyes and recall terminator and arnold riding the van inside the gate ….

The electric sparks, are from the contact of truck and van at the ride side of van. Van got half twisted at the right
end. Mind me, Gandhi was with his butts, on the right side and he just stood up few minutes back. CJ was having his hand half on the window and he too moved that inside a few minutes back. I came to know that gaurav too was on the same side and his one ear was in danger.

Well, here just after this incident, ppl outroared. I got up, privilege to be sitting just next to him. Caught his head, asked him to stop the van. Well, all this didn’t happen spontaneouosly. I was not ok for a few seconds. But then all my frustrations and all my anxiety of the way prompted me to catch him by his neck.

He stopped the van. And a state of chaos reign. People shouting, running out of van.

I caught his head, and said, “Saale, M********, B******** tujhse kaha tha dheeme chala”.

He replied, “Wo saal, M*******,B******** truck driver, uski galti thi.”

By the time, batchmates came on the road and came to his door, and was forcing him, catching him to get down.

I was outraged at the reply, and i was out of contorls ……

I caught his neck by one hand and slapped hard on the face.

He said, “Oyeeeeeeeeeeeeee”

That was too much for me. I adjusted myself to be in a better position for his thrashing, and then slapped two harder ones. And this time, no oye, no shoye.

And after that the drama happens. Sumit was trying to grab his head and to take him out. He was holding his head and punching his face. I was really not knowing whats happening that time, as i was red with anger. And by the time, i also noticed that blood is flowing out of my right paw.

It was a hard time, everyone was doing something on their part. People discussing, what might have had happend ?? Mota, was planning to snatch away his van’s papers, and to get him to the police. Sumit was busy in breaking the van. Gandhi was agitating the mob feelings, crying, “Aise gaadi chalayi jaati hai……..Bhaiyya. And myself, just in outpouring myself over the driver. I gave him 30-40 hard tight slaps. A real m***f**. After a few moments, i find myself pressurising for no more assault.

Some preaches were there.

Pragnya started crying.

Aparna asked, “Was he really drunk??”

Aatu got senti, “we should not have been beaten him. Pawan, its wrong.”

And this time came into picture MPPD(MP Police Department). While all this was going on, within 10 mins they were there, faster than LAPD. People by the time, have brought me down the van.

Finally, we handed over the man to police, and came back to hostel in auto rickshaws.

There is so much to write, the accident was something horrible, we got new lives. I would have been the first to die if accident would have happened, and in case of more serious one, it might be the half of the batch.

A long post, might have bored you…..