!!!!Don’t read if u don’t want to!!!!! Life is still going on, may be it will, for some more years but the way life goes on is not all the time same and it was different then as well. Now life seems routine though I’ve gathered some memories to cherish in future but then things were different; I’m talking about those 2 years after school, in high school. Everyday used to be an adventure, a lot of fun n a lot of stories to remember. I need to admit that my brain has gone through some changes n things once were clear as own reflection in the mirror are now seems floating behind the mist. What I mean to say is that though I had one hell of high school years I don’t have much left to recall cause of this fucking fried brain courtesy of chemicals probably. Anyway still there are lot things to be reviewed and stored for regaining smile once I had and feel fulfilled once again. This thing isn’t going to be much formal and chronologically ordered. I’m going to write down some moments those worth to be remembered and worth to be told also those which aren’t of much important………. Starting is always difficult for every story, well for this story I’m going to start with Alok (RIP), gone but not forgotten. I used to go to Pashupati quite frequently and usually after my last exam. The day was final day of board exam and all guys were planning for a get-together. I told Pritam that I’m going to Pashupati then I’d join guys after. He told that he too is coming with me then Alok too got ready to go to Pashupati. Two bikes n 3 of us headed for pashupati. We sat at the opposite bank of pashupati in some quiet place then started to smoke MJ…. Well what a surprise people fear to take cheat papers in the exam hall and I had MJ. We sat for around two hours jus talking about normal things then Alok asked us to get back to Satdobato we all stood up at once ready to go but thing wasn’t quite easy hehehehhe we might had a lot of MJ, all 3 of us stood up and sat down at once taking support of wall. And next 15 mins, complete dead silent we were just sittin like dumbs…. Today I smile remembering that moment when we tried to stand up but failed…. Those were the days….. It’s my very personal matter by the way, but not so personal hehheheh. I was waiting desperately for the day-----Jenny Didi ko bihey…. Yeah. But 3 days to go and my aunt died, my father’s own brother’s wife; well wasn’t she a close relative? I was fucking angry like hell, I was not going to miss Radip’s important moments of life. I asked my mom she told me to do as I please. I put my suit inside my bag n headed to Radip’s place 2 days before the marriage. I was not supposed to eat any meat but somehow I failed in that too. Anyway I had a very nice time all those days, most important thing for me was that I was the part of the marriage not jus a guest. Today I don’t regret for not following my culture but think I’d have regretted if I had not attended the marriage. I had some bitter moments in here as well. I wanted to celebrate with Pritam, Amit but they both didn’t come neither Nirza’s friends nor Smriti. Well there was Tule helping me n Radip. Sometimes spent time n relation counts too minimal, what counted then was friendship. I forgot by the way was I invited formally for the marriage? Hey I forgot to tell you I was drinkin alcohol or getting high was having some responsibility, a rare case hehehehehe. Lets talk about minor events…. U know whenever I used to feel really irritated during class hour I jus used to have some gel ink n show to the teacher who would immediately let me out to wash it, I rarely came back hhehehehe I did this to TMP as well. One night I was staying at Radip’s place just for so and so hehhehehehe. As usual we started to play cards: marriage, the one who would lose had to deal the cards…. Hey Radip was that 20 or 22 times countinuously u were dealing the cards heehhehe he got so irritated I still can remember his face on that day… Hey one another secret. Radip and I once had push up competition at Akchyaswor mahabihar n I won hehehehehe. There used to be chilling winter mornings and a girl with apple red cheeks to whom I fell for…lets not decide what was that anyway the girl is Suzata. Everyday I used to get up early n reach the college early buy the Himalayantimes on the way and wait for Suzu, jus to walk 5 mins with her. Isn’t that romantic hehehehehe well after reaching college she rarely spoke to me as far as I remember. Amit used to call her Chinese n she called me bhoot which I still treasure. I remember once when I had too many pills like 12 proxyvon n 6 sinex so what u can expect from me… I was crying like a baby “sujata lai bhetna janey” and with me was Nittin Mote. He took me to his flat and I think I talked with her in phone. Well I got sober too many times jus coz of her heheheheh “ Sujata lai bhetna janey…..” once I remember was in Mangalbajar. Hey all u guys, anyone who would not accept that “Bichitra eats too much, more than u had expected” Nittin used to ask for competition in eating with me---- specially naan roti in sinamangal… we neva actually had the competition coz mote always had some excuses but he knows he can’t win me eheheehheheheeh We usually used to have holiday on Saturday hhehhehe n on Fridays I used to stay at Nittin’s place in Sinamangal. N used to smoke MJ on hand made bong guess what Nittin learned from me. I used to smoke with Sanju dai n his friends who were there to study for exam…now they are engineers I guess hehehehe n Amit dai too used to smoke sometimes both used to tell me not to tell one another. And early Saturday morning MJ was the best thing to happen at Nittin’s place. N u know how much credit he had in nearby shop???? Similarly I used to stay at Rupesh’s place during class 11 along with Pritam n Amit sometimes n they used to smoke bong from my hand hehhehehe it used to be quite fun to teachin them how to smoke hahhaahhaa the thing which I neva gonna forget is that uncle n aunt used to live in the same flat. There were nights when we didn’t had lighter or matches so had to go to kitchen a floor up and light candle to smoke bong… n sometimes fucking wind would blew off the candle…. Like thieves at the mid night we were crawling….. Once Rupesh asked for 5 Rs with his sis n she was like “ Churot khana lai” Hehhehe can’t forget those words. Today I realize how much time I had spent with my frens. When we used to stay at Rupesh’s place the thing to play was his cordless phone…it was like our bitch. I wasn’t much into phone but guys used to talk till 3 o clock in the morning while I used to be busy with MJ. There was time restriction as far as I remember, was that 11 or 12 n there was time difference for smoking cigarette n MJ heehhehe very funny n Pritam used to get irritated with time restriction. Rupesh n I had ate in one plate n had smoked MJ at rooftop hehehehe n waited too long for his dad to hand over bike… Still a lot to be wriiten… next time hai tired now | 