Last night was one of my most exihilarating and pulse-racing night I have ever had.I am on my internship in Pune and is currently putting up at hadapsar area with a family.I have been alloted a room at the ground floor.Now it was 2'O clock in the midnight and I in my room was reading a book on Quenching related to my project.I was feeling hot and was cursing the slow moving fan in my room.I was feeling thirsty and wanted cold water to quench my thirst.But to my shock,I later realized that Siddharta who lives in the other room ,had not filled the camphor and it was empty.Its a joint family and the kitchen of the house is situated on the first floor.At night ,they lock the entry to the first floor and open it in the morning.Now the only way I could get drinking water,was from the refrigerator located in the kitchen.But I felt it would be awkward on my part to wake them up and disturb them at this moment.Obviously all the shops around were also closed.I was dying of thirst.
I suddenly remembered that there is a water cooler located at the gate no 4 of the Serum Institute located diagonaly opposite to my resdience.The gate was just at a stones throw from my accomodation.So I picked my bottle and started walking on the road towards the gate.It was still better outside and a cool breeze was blowing.Suddenly I observed that a grey pulsar220 is parked in the middle of the road with it's headlight on and two youngsters of almost my age or probably an year or two elder were sitting on the pavement along the road.I could make out that they were drunk.One of them was thumping his chest and was shouting loudly in marathi on his other colleague. As far as I could make out he was trying to assert his I-AM-THE-SUPREME-DON dominance over the other and was repeating it again and again.I while walking was trying to figure out a method to relate the agitation variables to the Quench Cracks of Steering knuckles.
The barking drunkard suddenly observed me and started abusing me indicating me to come towards him,clicking his fingers like some tapori.I avoided him and kept walking towards the gate.He kept shouting at me but I simply ignored.I sought permission from the guard on the gate and drank a bottle of that chilled water ,which tasted like an elixir and filled my bottle and started on my way back.This time while walking back,that aggresive drunkard started walking towards me and I kept walking towards the house.He suddenly came infront of me and slapped me and started abusing.
I was shocked and was infuriarated.I looked at him and just couldn't tolerate the fact ,that this piddhuu,gitthuu ,ugly looing arse slapped me,just like that.And that was when he invited my fury.I looked at him as if I am just going to have him and clenched my fists.Trust me he could actually listen the sound of my tightening knucles.He still in his false ego ,simply asked me to look down and started laughing.And the very next moment,I rogered him like anything.I slapped him back ,punched him hard,kicked his ass and abused him to glory.He fell down with his motorcycle and got angry.The other person tried grabbing me from my back but I thrusted my elbow hard into his chest and freed myself.Now by that time,I observed that,one who fell down on the road picked up a brick and threw it on me.I nearly saved myself.The other person started running towards me to get hold of me.
I observing situation getting worser,started running away from the spot.The two of them started chasing me on the bike.I for the first time was running for my life.While I was running,the scene of Owen Wilson,cleverly ditching the Bosnian terrorists form the movie 'enemy behind the lines' flashed my mind.I could feel my heart thumping hard to my chest.I felt like stopping and thrashing those two goons hard to teach them a lesson for life.But my senses told me not to be a Bruce Lee and simply get away from all of this as quickly as possible.So instead of running on the main road,I switched over to thin lanes and kept changing direction randomly ,to get rid of them.
I could make out from the sound of the accelerating bike that they were still looking out for me.I somehow worked my way back to my accomodation through the maze,opened the door,bolted it hard and stood there panting badly leaning against the door.I was completely drenched with sweat but a smile adorned my face.A smile of accomplishment and of feeling being invincible.I felt like a Jedi Apprentice who did his master proud.I swooshly celebrated my successful escapade with the typical Bruce Lee's defence action,kicked some air punches and fell flat on bed to enjoy the sound sleep.That drunkard would remember for life that 'THE DARK KNIGHT' taught him a lesson for life!!'Twas so fucking fun!
I suddenly remembered that there is a water cooler located at the gate no 4 of the Serum Institute located diagonaly opposite to my resdience.The gate was just at a stones throw from my accomodation.So I picked my bottle and started walking on the road towards the gate.It was still better outside and a cool breeze was blowing.Suddenly I observed that a grey pulsar220 is parked in the middle of the road with it's headlight on and two youngsters of almost my age or probably an year or two elder were sitting on the pavement along the road.I could make out that they were drunk.One of them was thumping his chest and was shouting loudly in marathi on his other colleague. As far as I could make out he was trying to assert his I-AM-THE-SUPREME-DON dominance over the other and was repeating it again and again.I while walking was trying to figure out a method to relate the agitation variables to the Quench Cracks of Steering knuckles.
The barking drunkard suddenly observed me and started abusing me indicating me to come towards him,clicking his fingers like some tapori.I avoided him and kept walking towards the gate.He kept shouting at me but I simply ignored.I sought permission from the guard on the gate and drank a bottle of that chilled water ,which tasted like an elixir and filled my bottle and started on my way back.This time while walking back,that aggresive drunkard started walking towards me and I kept walking towards the house.He suddenly came infront of me and slapped me and started abusing.
I was shocked and was infuriarated.I looked at him and just couldn't tolerate the fact ,that this piddhuu,gitthuu ,ugly looing arse slapped me,just like that.And that was when he invited my fury.I looked at him as if I am just going to have him and clenched my fists.Trust me he could actually listen the sound of my tightening knucles.He still in his false ego ,simply asked me to look down and started laughing.And the very next moment,I rogered him like anything.I slapped him back ,punched him hard,kicked his ass and abused him to glory.He fell down with his motorcycle and got angry.The other person tried grabbing me from my back but I thrusted my elbow hard into his chest and freed myself.Now by that time,I observed that,one who fell down on the road picked up a brick and threw it on me.I nearly saved myself.The other person started running towards me to get hold of me.
I observing situation getting worser,started running away from the spot.The two of them started chasing me on the bike.I for the first time was running for my life.While I was running,the scene of Owen Wilson,cleverly ditching the Bosnian terrorists form the movie 'enemy behind the lines' flashed my mind.I could feel my heart thumping hard to my chest.I felt like stopping and thrashing those two goons hard to teach them a lesson for life.But my senses told me not to be a Bruce Lee and simply get away from all of this as quickly as possible.So instead of running on the main road,I switched over to thin lanes and kept changing direction randomly ,to get rid of them.
I could make out from the sound of the accelerating bike that they were still looking out for me.I somehow worked my way back to my accomodation through the maze,opened the door,bolted it hard and stood there panting badly leaning against the door.I was completely drenched with sweat but a smile adorned my face.A smile of accomplishment and of feeling being invincible.I felt like a Jedi Apprentice who did his master proud.I swooshly celebrated my successful escapade with the typical Bruce Lee's defence action,kicked some air punches and fell flat on bed to enjoy the sound sleep.That drunkard would remember for life that 'THE DARK KNIGHT' taught him a lesson for life!!'Twas so fucking fun!
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