This is how I saved lord Rama

Completely imaginary:-

I am Sriram. Marine engineer by profession .Wearing the uniform, commanding a set of people was always a pride. It was a job I always liked  and dreamt from the very beginning of my teenage. This passion of mine led me to do one of the greatest things in history.

June 19^th 2011.I got a call from the Chief of Naval Forces of Greenland Mr.William Huggleburg. 

‘hey Captain. I collected your profile from Government of India.Your records were amazing.’

‘Yes sir!!Thank you sir . ’I said with my chin up

 ‘Great work. Your one of the chosen sailors who would explore Bermuda triangle as it blocks the sea route of Greenland to the American countries. What is   your call?? Would you like to join??

‘I would love too. When shall I report’ I inquired without any hesitation

‘Great then . Complete all paper works. Catch your flight. Rest details   will be provided to you on your arrival here.Cya then.’

August 5^th 2011. I reached Greenland .I reported. They furnished all details about the project .I was provided with a team of 35 experts from 10 different countries and all the latest equipments which were robust enough to report the reading directly to the head quarters even under bad conditions to know what exactly was wrong with the area and why people disappeared on entering the triangular water body .This was a project of life time. I was so excited and nervous about it. We were also equipped with ammunition to fight sea pirates.

August 11^th 2011.We set sail from Greenland in a vessel namely the’ Nuuk ’. Fun was never a part of their life nor was it a part of my life. We had limited food supply .We ate less .Worked more. Slept less. I was constantly reporting to the head port at Nuuk the capital of green land using my Samsung galaxy tab which I bought from the zap store and it also helped me finding the directions and the nearest ports to refill our stocks.

August 29^th,2011. I alerted every one about   the ship nearing the Bermuda triangle. It was a full moon .The tides were more heavy than the normal. The wind was blowing hard. All signs of danger were there. Readings were automatically send to the head port. We entered the triangle. The turbulence started to increase..Something started to pull us down..Our ship were quivering. Our reporting devices started to fail .No reports were send to the head port now. All of a sudden a mountain of water was formed which engulfed the whole crew. No one was on board! I and my back pack containing all the safety measures including the life jacket and a gun and torch were on water. I couldn’t see any other crew member out there. Another mountain of water was formed and engulfed me.

100000000 B.C

I thought I would die. I thought that was my last sail. I thought that was the last time I could see the world. I  thought that was the last time I could use my Samsung galaxy tab. But none happened. The mountain of water pushed me through a tunnel in the speed of light and this tunnel led way to a new world and then the water pushed me out of the tunnel. Now I was  in  mid air flying and bam I was on the floor. I lost consciousness.

By the time when I opened my eyes I was surrounded by people looking at me by amusement. All the people were ancient Indian like. I thought I was saved by some village people .All people were traditional. They wore sarees .They had big red circles on their fore heads .All men wore a cloth around their bottom portions and their upper body laid coverless .They had a cloth tied on their head and a metal arm band on their fore arms and biceps. Amazingly all men had a six pack there .

‘Who are you’ asked a person who seemed to be the head person

‘I am a Marine Engineer .My name is Sriram ‘

‘What???What?’

‘What what is your name??’

‘My name is Sriram..S-R-I-R-A-M’ I got irritated

‘Wow .Even our King’s name is Ram .Where are you from? what are you doing here??’

‘I already told you that I was a Marine Engineer, the one who works in a ship..I am from Chennai. Can I get a place to live here?’

‘What is Chennai . No you can’t get a place to live here until our king orders. We will take you to king tomorrow. Until then you can stay in my house’

‘Thank you ‘ I said thinking really very high of the man who allowed me to stay in his house without knowing who I am and wondering if there were villages still ruled by kings.

‘Between, what place is this?

‘Ayodhya . Didn’t you know it when you came here??!!’he exclaimed

‘I never know what happened and how I came here..it is a long story ‘I said as I continued walking wondering how I had come there as Ayodhya was not a sea port too .I was badly hurt internally so I couldn’t think much.

I went to the head man’s house. It was a large hut  built of bamboo .There were some 20 men and women employed to assist his wife and him in house hold chores. The floors were made of cow dung .I was asked to stay in a room along with the workers. I was so badly hurt that I slept within seconds after I lay down.

Next day early in the morning I was taken to kings durbar .’Once you see King Bharathan you will have to bow and ask him permission to stay here ’the head man told.

‘King Bharathan,??You told Rama was your king??’

‘No. He was sent to forest for a period of fourteen years by one of the wives of his father Dasarathar.’

Dasarathar, Rama, Bharathan ,Ayodhya!! All four connected. I started to recognize where I was. I was in Ramayana the story which I had heard for thousand times from my grandparents. Now i realized that I was in the past .I asked the head mans daughter about the kingdom and lord Rama .Her name was Vasana. The woman was the most beautiful women I have ever seen both in the past and present(both in the past and present-this phrase work really good here).Even lions and tigers would like to sit on her lap and play.She made Ramayana more interesting than it was.I spent a week with her hearing to stories of lord Rama and then confirmed that I was in Ramayana period .I guessed by then Sita would have been kidnapped by Ravana the demon who ruled Lanka.I wanted to help Lord Rama as I knew the future of what is gonna happen. I went in search of them in the forest along with the head man’s daughter who came along with me after I talked to her father and told him about the potential dangers Rama and Sita would anticipate if I was not guided by his daughter to lord Rama’s camp at the right time.On the way there was something going between me and Vasana. We constantly exchanged smiles and eye contacts.she felt secured in my company and I never felt the time going when she was beside me .We reached the camp in another two months.

I went to the camp. I met lord Rama. It was divine. One gets infected with peace and enlightenment on seeing him.  He was worried by Sita’s absence .I told lord Rama that I can help him.I told him about how I came from the future and what is gonna happen next. He believed me. Lord Hanuman was already prepared to go in search of Sita to Lanka through air. With the permission of lord Rama I went along lord hanuman on his back to Lanka .We met  Sita Devi  under a tree guarded by evil women guards who were ordered to be nice to Sita by Ravana who loved Sita and asked her marry to him .We saw Sita Devi sitting with her face down ,and brave heart confident of Lord Rama coming and saving her. I and lord hanuman met Sita Devi.I took pictures of Sita Devi in my galaxy tab and Sita Devi gave me a souvenir and asked me to give it to Lord Rama.

We reached India back. I showed the pic of Sita Devi and gave Lord Rama the souvenir .Lord Rama couldn’t control his tears while seeing the pic. He was so angry on Ravana on seeing Sita’s state. So a war was declared between Ravana and lord Rama .A bridge was built between India and Lanka through which lord Ramas troop of Vanaras went into Lanka.

The initial stages of war were fought by the sons and brother of Ravana .All of them lost their lives to the sacred arrows of lord Rama. Then came Ravana. His powers were known to every one. He had ten heads. Every head has regeneration properties until all the heads were chopped off at the same time or they are destroyed at the same time. I knew finally lord Rama would win the battle but some how I lost patience and I wanted to be back with Vasana and so I gave lord Rama a rocket launcher which I had as a self defence against sea pirates to lord Rama .When Ravana was unarmed lord Rama aimed at Ravana's rathaa(horse carriage) and  had a shot at it. Ravana’s body and head blasted into pieces. Soon we went into Lanka in search of Sita. We went into Ashoka garden where Sita was held up and relieved her .The look  Sita Devi and Rama had when they met each other can never be described. Love radiated in air .The light of happiness in their eyes made entire lanka glow. It was an awesome moment. Only once in  a 100 trillion years will one get time travel opportunity like this.

I joined with Vasana.  Our love was comparable to that of lord rama and sita.It was the best of relation ships I have ever had. Lord Rama offered to send me back to my time.But my love for Vasana made me refuse it but I asked lord Rama to provide me internet access to narrate the above story for the love adventure miracle completion taking place in blogadda.com using my Samsung galaxy tab bought from zap stores which I had it in my back pack in the beginning.

-its sriram signing off from 100000000b.c with vasana by his side

Ayodhya!!

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a game can change your status!!!

Not all childhood incidents do we remember except a certain things which get stuck in our memory.Those are the moments of extreme glory and these scenes keep on flashing each and every day leading to uncontrolled release of Adrenalin making us feel happy and gives us a urge to redo  the action in a better way and often the thought is accompanied by a hero introduction back ground score.Awesome feel and the following is one such incident.

The story dates back to 2002 to being a fifth standard kid wearing half trousers ,a neatly pressed shirt tucked into the shorts ,a tightly worn belt,a badge pinned to my pocket , a  square folded hanky in the pocket and hair nicely oiled and combed with a partition on the side.Those were sane times when i felt like wishing teachers good morning rather than wanting to ridicule them.I was a dynamic kid who wanted to excel in studies as well as sports.But the latter never happened.I was constantly the topper of my class in studies but wasn't the topper in sports which I sucked  so badly.But I never stopped playing.They were a good time pass.Every day after school I used to play basket ball till  6 in the evening .I used to be the last kid to leave school rather if I leave school early I ll have to start studying early.So I preferred basketball though i sucked at it.I had good technique but never performed well in games .May be due to fear.

Sports day season arrived characterized by free periods ,drill and march past practice.All students were divided among four houses namely Nehru ,Tagore,Bharathi and Gandhi and I was placed in Nehru house.All fifth standard and sixth standard guys were under sub junior category.Basketball house match selection took place.Not many fifth standards were selected . Watching me staying for practice all day they took me as substitute inside the team.that made me very happy.Being in a house team though not a big deal meant so much to me that I practised so hard even though I wasn't in the main five.

The day came.schedule of matches for the day:

Gandhi vs Tagore ---------->winner

   

                                             vs

Nehru vs bharati ---------->winner

The day was very hot with the sun straight over our head.We had no jerseys nor Reebok shoes.every one played with our house T-shirts on and we wore our white canvases for the game.they never provided us with glucose or juice.we were asked to bring our own water bottles.there was no stadium around the court.all the students were asked to sit on the sand outside the court.we had no techniques like Jordan or Johnson.but we could pass,dribble and shoot the ball.excepting the above, our match could be compared with those international matches between LA lakers and Dallas..:P

First match was between Gandhi and Tagore.Tagore, clearly the strongest team out of the lot emerged winners of the first game.the next match was between Nehru and Bharati.Neither of us were strong .We both were mediocre teams.First match went very close and my house was leading till the third quarter but bharati equalled with our scores  by shooting two continuous  three pointers and the momentum shifted.Then our house captain called for a time out to cut the momentum going and then the play started after two minutes and Nehru team were on song and emerged winners by four points.Close game it was.

FINALS:NEHRU VS TAGORE

After a half hour break the finals took place.We were no match to the expertise of Tagore.We feared.We never showed it out.The match started.I was still a substitute.Captains stood in the centre court for the jump ball(the way basket ball games used to start).From that minute to the end  of the first quarter Tagore house were thrashing us.At the end of the first quarter my team mate named  Prashanth kicked the ball out of frustration which was a technical violation and was a disrespect to the game that  he was barred from playing the next three quarters.So i was sent in.I was nervous and uncomfortable.I was happy being a substitute encouraging my team mates.I had no other choice than to play.Second quarter started.ball was in the hands of Tagore house.I blocked one of their pass and got the ball back to our house which boosted my confidence a little bit.We converted the ball to a two pointer.At the end of the second quarter when we were in Tagore's base my captain passed the ball to me.There was no one to block me.I was free.I aimed the board and shot the ball.It went in surprisingly.I was awestruck and so were every one.The second quarter was over.we were ten points lagging behind Tagore.For the first time I felt proud before my friends and classmates for playing basketball.My confidence increased exponentially.

Sets You On Fire

The third quarter whistle was blown..  we had the upper hand in the third quarter.We were only  two points lagging behind Tagore.I contributed five shots to our team.The most by an individual player in a quarter..It was a like  dream. all my shots were converted to points.I hardly missed a shot in that quarter.the Third quarter was over.the scores were 28-30

Fourth quarter was the deciding one.Every one were fired up and nervous too.The whistle blew.every one took their positions .every one were drenched in sweat,very tired of playing seven quarters already.This is their 8th quarter and every one felt the pain.but no one gave up.Match started with full pace.Tagore being the superior team we had no worry of loosing it.We were cool and played well and with only 2 minute remaining the scores were levelled 42-42.Now the ball was in Tagore's hands and they played the passing game until their pass were blocked by team mate and passed to me and i dribbled the ball to the opposite court single handedly and went in for lay up.....>check one shot(terms used in basket ball)!!!!!!it went in!!we were leading by two points and Tagore retaliated  and now scores were again levelled.there were only twenty seconds remaining now.Tagore strengthened their defence.They dint allow us into their court that easy.And the final 10 second count down started 

10.9.8.7 I went passed the centre court using one of my best moves and I was near the three pointer line with 5 seconds remaining.

5.4

I shot the ball from a long distance without aiming the board as time was less.

3 

2

the ball went in!!!

1.whistle was heard.fourth quarter was over.

Nehru house won.!!we won..all our team mates were jumping in joy.they were running towards me.We high fived.The match was watched by every one including my classmates and principal.every one congratulated.It was one proud moment for me who never excelled in a sport I loved.This made me a confident guy.And after this incident I was the first guy to be picked in school team in the sub junior category. The circumstance brought the best in me.The look people had when they saw me after the last shot made me over whelmed.I have no words to explain it.I still remember those looks.Though it was only a inter house match I always compared my last minute shot to Lance Klusner's last ball six which won his team over Newzealand in March 1999.The news of the win faded within one or two hours.But I felt like a hero for the next whole month.Crazy times those were.But still this remain one of the best moments in my life!!!!

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are ants created at the spot of sugar spillage??

ants are tiny ,harmless,disciplined ,extremely talented (having the ability of foreseeing earthquake)simple creatures whom i have constantly observed and admired!!with this amount of discipline and a insight of future they should be given the sixth sense organism status according to my opinion.:p

qualities of ant i admire and the lessons i learn from ants:-

1)their ability to work in a organised way whatever the location be ,whatever the conditions whether its monsoon or dry or famine conditions i never see them deviating from the line they are moving in. i feel humans should always follow the same.whatever the conditions are ,one should stick to their disciplines and basics to go far in their careers.

2)how much ever the food is less or more the ants of the same colony take their food only to their nest and then share among themselves.no greediness..if greediness is a part of sixth sense i would say ants have well filtered senses enough for them to live their life the right way.
3)they can detect minute amount of food in all forms solid ,liquid.i drop  food in  my table the ants are there.i drop a food in the hall ants are there!if the sugar bottles are lightly open ants are there!if food is kept in the terrace ants are there!i never see any signs of ant until a food spillage happens and bam the ants are there..!THIS MAKES ME THINK THAT ANTS EMANATE FROM THE SPOT RATHER THAN MOVING TO THE SPOT!!SUCH IS THEIR SPEED AND WORK MAN SHIP.awesome insects.they don't leave the least of opportunities.it might be one  grain of rice for man but its a full day meal for them..and they work very hard to earn them.
4)they are harmless creatures until we harm them.they never get into any ones business until they are being disturbed which is a noble quality.
5)"god helps hard working people".this is true in the case of ants.owing to their gentleness and hard working nature god has made them a very desirable insect unlike the cockroaches lizards and other flies.i don't often see them  being killed by people and the surprise is even girls dont fear them.

ants are present at all land parts.minute there is a spillage the forces sense and immediately cleans them up!only way to prevent the ants is to put some sugar outside your house!!ants are the most awesome insects on earth.


an experiment to find how ants work.chose a place.make sure there aren't any ants in the vicinity..drop a little of sugar or milk or something.switch on the stop clock  and remain in that place for a long time.if the ants come for the sugar they aren't afraid of human presence.and if the ants aren't there you pls leave the room and with the stop clock on and then after a while check for results.and then after this is done.then spill a drop of milk or tea on your table  in the same room as the previous experimentand now trace the location of the ants' nest they are coming from.if the location of the nests are different they have only one nest per room or if the locations are different we should find how many locations they have using integration!!i haven't tried this yet..please try this and please report your results!! 

if you are also a person who admire ants drop in your views!i would love to read comments about my posts !!

five social situations

what does a girl do when a boy says she is beautiful!!

someone(s.o):-your beautiful today!!(lying)

girl:-don't lie!!me in this dress??this shoes??this make up??Ur lying right(Pl say no)

s.o: no am not lying..Ur truly gorgeous(i am lying)

girl: am not that hot as that girl ??(Pl say i am prettier)

s.o:no she isn't!!Ur more hotter!!(no u aren't)

girl:oh Pl!stop!!(Pl continue)

s.o:(i should not have started)OK i stop!!

(after some time)

girl:really???

s.o:(aargh!!from the beginning)

what does  a girl do when you ask her something she doesn't knows:

s.o:please give me an idea for an event

girl:i am not  that intelligent like you to think of an event..!why do u even ask me!!:p(smiley for indicating sarcasm!and expects s.o to say how intelligent she is)

s.o: no!u are intelligent(i know u aren't!i just wanted you to know that i am organizing an event)

and Pl stop saying these stupid dialogues

girl:(wow!!here he comes and falls in the pit by saying stupid.now i can say the magical lines)"FINE STOP ASKING ME!I AM LIKE THAT!(this is supposed to show my attitude)

s.o:(i know it isn't worth asking you)i think  Ur off mood!!i ll catch u later.. 

a famous one

girl1:heyyyyyyyyyyyy!!long time!!!!!!i missed you  so much( i never bothered to call you)

girl2:yeah!!!!i too missed you!how is life(i never thought about you)

boy next to them:(ulaga maaga nadipuda saami)

regarding the busy status and being invisible:

thoughts on a boys mind when he sees the busy status:

1)why the heck should you log into messenger and then be busy??

2)why can't  you sign out when your busy??

3)why do u want this much of attention??

4)at least let the world know what your busy with like "busy watching photos in fb","busy watching vampire diaries","busy watching a lame Korean opera","busy cleaning my ears","busy selecting which guy to talk"

thoughts when a girl pings a guy when she is invisible

1)why cant she be visible??

2)who is gonna talk to her when she is visible

3)ithu sappa scene

situation:when the mistake is on both sides..the thought flow goes like this

girl:(i really don't think i can come up with a sorry before i can hear it once...S.O.R.R.Y...five words!!!!how am i gonna spell it!!each and every time it gets stuck in the mouth)

boy:(i cant keep this stupid thing in  my mind for much time..what is that word??ah SORRY!let me tell that word and get rid of this!!)

boy:sorry!!

girl:(this is how its spelt!!nice)I'm sorry too

boy:its OK!!(as if i care)

ps:no offence to anyone!!

WHOLE WORLD-SINGLE COUNTRY!!

Ever since I learnt about the seven continents and hundred and ninety odd countries in it, I always wondered why all these continents have to be separated and again why all these countries should be in turn divided into states.?on what basis are they decided?on what basis is the land area decided?who made the boundaries??who divided the world??who had the right to do it??what are the advantages of doing it??what are the disadvantages of doing it??who invented barter system??what brought money into play??
what made people to look for gold ??why was gold considered precious when its usage is not more than ornaments??why all ornamental stones are more precious than iron and aluminum which have vast usage??who invented technology?why dint people prefer a simple life??why were certain people greedy??the outcome of technology??why were wars fought??

People say countries were divided based on the culture and the ethnic groups that lived there..Ok let them be separated based on culture and ethnic groups for adminstartive purpose..But they should be governed under single name "the world".not in the name of countries.by this the words war,weapons,missiles,poverty,unemployment,overpopulation, will never have any meaning!all the natural wealth can be shared with each other for free.there will be equal distribution of wealth..the concept of rich and poor countries will die.all people get all benefits and medical aids.the world will be free of war.we will not need any visas or passports to visit distant places.no more indians,ausralians,americans..we all become global citizens!!

i hope all the world leaders read this corner and get insight!!when i can think about this..why dont leaders think!!

Being sick can be quite awesome!!

Being sick might make us tired,make us sleep the whole day,make our bodies ache,make our heads pain,dehydrate our bodies make our throats ache ,make us vomit,make us feel dizzy but it also has its share in attention seeking.all of a sudden u become  a hit in your surroundings..constant pampering by mother,who makes the food you can digest,father who  takes you to a doctor ,sister who brings water for your tablets,,friends who constantly enquire about your health,and family members who flood the phone with calls enquiring about your health and suggesting some drugs and food,inbox filled with take care messages and especially during exams being sick is an excellent and well accepted excuse for not doing well.so yeah!!being sick is quite awesome where the attention covers for its physical manifestations.

PS:the sickness mentioned above is small kind of sickness like fever,cold.not sickness like TB,cholera or fractures where you wont be conscious enough to feel the awesomeness.so don't go and break your bones to feel it!!

epic clash!!

It was just another interesting notorious incident that happened in my college life .!

It happened on a Thursday,a month back. We were given a two day respite on account of our college cultural fest .Usually the cultural nights are the best part of our fest and the mornings were a little draggy and unlike other mates of my class who preferred to stay at their rooms searching for their pillows and headsets we a group of five girls and boys were on a expedition to explore wild life.We planned on going to  vandaloor zoo..It might sound naive for a set of twenty year olds to visit the zoo which was common field trip spot for the primary school kids.We didn't have any other choice.Boring movies, not heavy enough pockets to go for a lunch and persuasion by two of my friends  made us take this option .

By 12 in the noon we got into a bus.Vandaloor zoo also known as Arignar Anna Zoological Park was located on a area of 1500 acres at Tambaram in Chennai visited mostly by school children , huddling couples ,college students with their friends,and family. .We reached the zoo in the next one hour.

We being adults, you people would expect us to get into wildlife park and start visiting the animals..but my friends didn't do that.You people wouldn't believe me.They got hold of swings at the entrance of the park meant for children below 10 years and started swinging on it and by the time they finished it was 1:30 and we started our sight seeing.We rented cycles for each of us and started our expedition.We visited most animals ,birds ,snakes in the limited time we had.The most interesting of the animals was the bear which  was busy gaping at the sky wondering some one would throw  a piece of meat from the sky while scratching and rubbing with pawed fingers its fur coated tummy constantly  .We missed the lion safari as it was too late.And after all the visiting by some five we winded up everything and we took a u turn and were heading towards the entrance to return our cycles.

While returning back to the entrance to return our cycles, I and my friend harinath were leading the group of ten were in the front little bored as every one were tired after a two hours cycle journey.harinath popularly known for his pointed nose is  geeky, helping,always the one to be ridiculed in the group,liked by all and often spotted among groups of girls .in addition to it hari honed excellent cycling skills  since twelth standard.he never knew to stop bicycle with his leg.his cycle lacked brakes.so he always made a screachy noise when he pulled the brakes to alert the people infront of him. 
 To get the time going i called in hari for a race.he was reluctant to join.later he accepted and started riding his bicycle fast.he was on a hercules thriller(i guess) and i was riding a tandem bicycle with my friend at the back.me driving a heavier cycle was lagging behind him in the race.he took advantage of this and rose his speed without remembering the fact that his cycles never had brakes...

he was speeding..i was behind him..

he was speeding..i was behind him..

he was speeding..i was behind him.

at a distance from us was a family of some eight people including a male and some seven females.they were walking on one corner of the  road.the man was some forty to fifty years old was  islamic  which was evident from the black gowns worn by the women covered from head to toe surrounding him.they were walking slowly..

he was speeding..i was behind him

he was speeding..i was behind him

we neared the family ..as hari was about to cross the family ,the old man sensed something fast coming towards him and  out of reflex he moved to other side of the road.

now the old man was in the path of hari..hari at the last moment didnt know what to do..his cycle had neither the brakes nor the bell .hari who should have stopped the cycle by placing the feet against the floor resisting the movement of the cycle was now on the top of the cycle standing on his peddle making the screechy noise he used to make while trying to stop the cycle which added to the nerve of the old man who remained unmoved(he imagined standing on a the peddle would stop the cycle..but not)..the cycle continued to move with the same speed and BAM!!! it knocked the old man down and the cycle fell on him ..in addition to the cycle ,hari toppled and fell over the old man only to sandwich him to the floor..

i was behind..hari was knocked out.

i got down from my bicycle to help hari and the old man to get on their feet.luckily no one had any serious damages except for the fact that the old man was limping on his feet..we were then invovled in negotiations with old mans family as mistakes were on both sides.the old man shouldn't have shifted side without looking back..later it was settled..we then returned our cycles and were buying water bottles from the canteen..then we heard some noises behind us..it was the other female members of the old mans family excluding the seven who were beside him during the epic clash were chasing us shouting out words..they were there to redo the negotiations..they were there shouting irrational statements..they never understood what happened there..nor were they cared about the old mans health..if they were really cared about his health they would have taken him to the hospital or taken him to home instead of fighting with us..instead they were just fighing with us.we even offered him medical aids..still they were only to build up the fight.there was no use figting with irrational people..so we slipped out of the place.may not be a happy ending..but in  friends group like us nothing could end that sad..we were on our way back to college discussing about the events rather in a hilarious way.as the fight recurred twice ,hari feared all those people wearing black gowns on our way to the college thinking them to be a part of that group.for a group of people with such a weird experience we were in our peak of our moods and we also attended the cultural night that evening after weary day.!!




imagination:
the next day morning twenty guys of their family each looking well built double triple the size of hari came to college and they spoted us siting under a tree
villain:come with us
us:where
villain:we want to talk with you people


we sensed the context of the word talk.
us:anna ivan(hari) thaan unga aalu mela vandi ethunaan..ivana evalavu naal venum naalum kutitu poi vechu porumaya adinga!!!