The 3 Musketeers on an ultimate safari (25 days of adventure) Chapter III

"All's well that Ends well"

We reached the campus and the registration desk.I had brought 2 photos and even reminded the 2 geniuses to get them.While Mel brought(as he has his own studio) Chugh forgot.Even one of my photographs were refused.Chugh got very happy about it(The same happiness that he got when I entered the black zone which will come later).After completing the half registration we left for the orientation.

A black fat creature with great oratorial skills named "Swapan" came for orientation who gave us the program details::

Lab classes (9 a.m - 12 noon)

Theory classes (1.30 p.m - 4.30 p.m)

Lab Tests,Theory Tests,Online Tests.He divided 180 students in 3 sections A,B and C.We 3 were in section A.

After the orientation we had a lecture about i.p addressing and subnet masking.Getting the corner seats on the first row under the A.C activated melatonin(sleeping hormone) secretion.With my neck engaged in SHM(nodding) and eyes and mind suggesting sleep, I survived the lecture and managed to come out unhumiliated(What an achievement!! sir jee)

Yes Mr Swapan loved to humiliate students and his phobia made all of us study.

After the orientation we headed straight to Jagat Farm(a market).Chugh and Me had a photo session where I was clicked in one of my strangest pose.Chugh was offered a job for Pirelli calendar but he refused it due to his love for baniyan(vest)(its a joke)....A.C needed life and we needed A.C...We rushed it to the electrician where it was declared dead...(He asked for unprecedented amount of Rs1000 which we unemployed could'nt afford)...So it was all over for us....Our only luxury was snatched.

Mel :What next ?

Me :RAMA(PG) will show us the way out...

Chugh:What about Suman?We can't break her heart.

Me :We'll have to...

Jai Sri RAMA

After buying half a kilo of glass putty for Rs 10(excess to seal Chugh's mouth) to fix the glass, removed for A.C we left for our momentary home..

We downloaded our baggages on to Mel's Ferrari(as Maruti 800's are sometimes called)..The Final job before farewell was fixing up the window...It was my job and Mel decided to join in later...Raja G was screaming in and constantly nagging "Jaldi karo"..The situation was really tense and the devil in me was saying "Punch him Param Punch him". But I managed to listen to the saint ( as I often do)...

So all job done.Just had to bid goodbye to Suman aunty....

Mel : Aunty hum jaa rahen hain....

(Her eyes refusing to see us off but we expressed our desire to meet Mr Sharma.She agreed and said he will come after dinner...After this there was a long wait....)

So finally after 1 hour of grand dinner Mr Sharma appeared.Dressed in VIP bonus vest(110cm) and dhoti Mr Sharma was looking like a cannibal but we gathered strength.....

Mel : Uncle hum jaa rahen hain.

Mr Sharma : Hmm..To jao fir...

Mel : Uncle wo paise...

Mr Sharma : Wo to mere pass nahin hain.Car ke installment me de diye..

Me : Hahahaha...

[A lot of conversation followed.Mel tried to flatter him,I tried to console him but all to no avail.He was adamant and told us to come for money after 1 month........Yeah Life is Cruel]

So we 3 losers drove back to our new home.2 dogs came to welcome us.They wanted to say something.I tried hard to understand but couldn't.So, I suggested Mel to run the car over them.Soon they realised their mistake and went away...

FOOd!! Yeah food...we got to see homemade food..amazing sight.The very sight made us forget all our adversities and we all jumped at it.I changed my clothes and put on my favourite chaddi(great ventilation)...everything was heavenly but....Mobile ringing...Gagan calling...No double minds on this...I switched off my mobile and continued with the feast...(Yeah he abused a lot afterwards but never mind)....