July 3, 2008
Mistaken…
My Personal Diary
Animesh Agarwal
3rd July, 2008.
“Cheers!!”, everyone shouted in joy as we raised the toast in celebration of Akash’s birthday.
“Yaar, all’s good. The treat is fantabulous, but the only thing missing are the chicks!”, i exclaimed. Everyone supported me.
“Oh Come on, I am sure you people would have not been able to enjoy the drinks had I called girls in the party”, he gave a lame excuse.
It was a nice little break for all of us after the sessionals. Last week was quite hectic for all of us and Akash was born just at the right time.
Thank God.
“So, friends it seems the party is getting slightly boring. Why don’t we do something happening… what say guys?
Does anyone has the guts to have Vodka Shot Competition with me?!?”, challenged Akash.
We all knew it was a dirty 
game, but nevertheless twas fun. I thought of going for it but i knew Akash had much more experience with the drinks. There was a silence for a moment.
“Come on, you asshole! I will whip your ass.”, said Rohan with conviction.
Game on guys! Both Rohan and Akash were born drunkards and rivals. The stage was set. Now it was a matter of pride for both of them.
Finally the game began. They took the shots as if they were drinking water. Both were going on with equal pace till five shots. Akash was the first one to feel the jerk. Rohan continued to impress. Akash was fading but he was determined.
“I won’t give up.”, he shouted.
“Nor would I”, said Rohan calmly. He was also feeling the effect, still he was in the senses.
Finally Akash puked. Game over. Rohan and the bar owner were the winners.
It took half an hour for Akash to get back to his senses.
“Hey bloody drunkard! Congrats man!”,said Akash exchanging fives with Rohan. The game ended on a light note and so did the party.
Everyone had fun. We decided to stagger back to the hostel to digest the drinks.
Rohan was not able to walk on his own; drinks were taking its toll. I thought of helping him and held his shoulders.
“Back Off, you bastard!”, he yelled at me, pushing me away to everyone’s surprise, “What do you wanna prove, that you care, that you are my friend…? I know you well. Fuck off.”
No one said a word, all were stunned.
“Oye Rohan, listen…”, i replied softly.
“Don’t mess with me, I’ve told you”, he warned and went off.
No one said a word. This kind of end to such a happening evening was uncalled for.
I’m back in my room, still upset over whatever happened. Things had not been going well between me and Rohan and I knew it but didn’t expect anything like that to happen. It wasn’t that Rohan & I never got along well. As a matter of fact, we were the best of the buddies, but today things are a lot different.
It all started about two weeks ago.
The culturals of the college were on the cards. It was supposed to be a grand event, so we all were looking forward to it. Coincidentally, Holi was also nearby. So many students found this time optimum to sneak back home.
It was a weekend and our group was freaking at the end point.
“They are putting in a lot of money for this culturals, is it so?”,i asked.
“Ghanta! Its gonna be shit, I’m telling you…”, declared Rohan.
“And thats why you planning to go back home?”, asked Neha.
“Bingo!”, he confirmed.
“Hey! Why are you going? We are planning to do something in the culturals, something big!”,exclaimed Parul.
“So its better if I’m not here, coz I know I will screw it up.”, he said laughing at his PJ.
“Seriously, it will be fun if you stay back.”, i assured him.
“I’ve to go yaar. Mom is not well. I need to see her.”
He left for home that night only. I went to the station to see him off.
In my one year stay in the hostel I realized the importance of two things. First, money.
Second, Sundays.
Normally, i get up after mid day on Sundays, but this one was a bit different.
I heard someone banging my door.
“What the hell is it?”, i screamed.
“Oye, come out fast.”, said someone from outside in a worried tone.
I sensed something is wrong. I opened the door and it was Mohit.
“What is it?”, i asked.
“Abe, there was an accident yesterday just outside the campus. Its a hit and run case. Most probably it were the seniors. They banged one guy and now he is in hospital. His condition is very critical.”, he said.
“So? Why the hell you so scared?”, I asked.
“Few people saw you and Rohan going that way. There are speculations that it was your bike.”
“What the hell!”, I cried in complete disbelief.
“There victim has not lodged any complaint, so its not a police case. But the college director has been very strict in this regard. He sees this as an opportunity to send a message among all students that such incidents shall be severely dealt with.”
“So, what has he decided?”
“A Black Dot in the certificate and a suspension for 3 days.”,he said.
“Oh my God! But you know I haven’t done this… Please do something.”
“Calm down. Let’s go and talk to the authorities. Nothing will happen.”, he assured.
My whole body was shaking. I had never been into such kind of things.
We were at the office in 10 minutes. The director was busy in a meeting.
“It will take sometime for him to get free. Lets go to canteen and have something.” said Mohit.
“I don’t feel like eating, u go.”i told him.
“Okay, I will be right back.” he said and went.
After waiting for 10 minutes i decided to go in. Just as I was about to enter 2 people came out.
“Animesh?”, one of them inquired.
“Yes, do I know you?”i asked.
“Most probably not. I’m Ankit from second year and you are the one who made news yesterday, right?”
“What crap are you talking!”,i said in disgust.
“You bastard. How dare you talk to me like that…”he said holding my collar, “Come with me.”
He took me to the parking area. The other fellow with was a mute spectator.
“I know you are a decent guy who doesn’t get involved in stuffs like this. But fortunately or unfortunately, you were there when this shit happened. Now, you people are freshers. If you get a bruise now, by the time you go leave this college it will get healed. But, we are moving out this year only, so don’t you think we should be in the clean? Anyway, I don’t want you to get involved in this. I just brought you here to tell you that you are out of this. But we all have had issues with your friend Rohan, and this is the right time to settle scores.”
He turned and started going.
“You can’t do that. I will make sure that such thing doesn’t happen.”, i yelled and held him by collar.
“You know I don’t take order from my juniors.”
Whack! Two blows right onto my face and i was on my knees with blood dripping down my face.
Normally i don’t get into fights and stuffs like this. I don’t know what spurred me, but i retaliated: a head butt and he was down as well.
His partner who had been silent till now also joined in. I resisted but they were quite hefty. The whole parking area got filled with my cries but it was deserted as it was Sunday. They kept hitting me mercilessly and left me lying half dead.
“Remember your limits.” he warned and went away.
Mohit came over there after sometime searching for me and took me back to the room.
Next day, our Notice board read:
Rohan Singh, 1st Year, E&C branch suspended for three days as he was found guilty of a hit and run case, this Saturday.
For next two days, I didn’t go anywhere. The wounds had not healed and moreover I was feeling sorry for Rohan. He was coming in the afternoon and didn’t want to face him. I knew he would be shocked once he knows about everything. I felt like a loser.
It was evening. I was in my room the whole day.
There was knock on the door.
“Whoz that?”, i asked. No answer.
I asked again, still no answer. I opened the door.
“You bastard!”, screamed Rohan pushing me hard, “I didn’t expect this from you.”
I was dismayed.
“Hey, I know…”,i tried to say.
“Fuck off. You disgusted me. You go around doing all kinds of shit and i take the blame for it… I won’t leave you.”, he admonished.
“I don’t know who has told you this but there’s not nothing like that. Don’t you think we should talk about this calmly?”, i tried to make things right.
“Fuck you, asshole. There’s nothing to discuss. You are a selfish bastard who can whip anyone’s ass for your interest. What did you think, I’m a moron? I know you now.”, he warned, “Three days suspension. I’m fine with it. It’s you whoz gonna repent. You just wait.”
“Its done between you and me.” he declared as he left the room leaving me nonplussed.
We didn’t talk after this. I tried to talk to him couple of times but he wasn’t interested.
I don’t blame him for the way he reacted ‘coz from his point of view things appear differently. Nevertheless, at least for once things should be discussed. I still feel that whatever issues we have, it can be sorted out provided we talk. But it may not be my choice anymore. As things are right now, I can do nothing but hope…
It was just a few days back when everything was fine between me and you, Rohan. What went wrong? We’ve shared always everything, what happened now?
I have always stood beside you. I fought for you. I took all the pains and never told you, just for you…
And you say you know me.
You say I am a selfish bastard and you say you know me.
You say I just pretend to be your friend and you say you know me.
You say I can do anything to save my ass and you say you know me.
You say you know me Rohan. Think again, you might be mistaken.
