The tale of Get Out

There are certain phrases or words that people use so often or in such a manner that it becomes synonymous with their name. Like I have been nicknamed chava by my group. It is because in our first semester together, I used the word chava meaning 'stud' quite often. Every time someone scored a goal in a football match,or when someone did really well in tests or some other achievement, i used to call them chava. This is a story about how the phrase get out became synonymous with Sumit.
I already told you that Sumit is an over pampered kid. Along with that, he also gets irritated quite fast. I have seen his face go red with angry if someone teases him even a little.
This is a story of the day we were watching 'Body of Lies', a Leonardo DiCaprio film.It was the time when election were going on in our college. There were 6 of us watching it in Sumit's room. The 5 of us were me,Sarvesh,Kartik,Anil and ofcourse Sumit. The movie was quite interesting and we all were very focused. Well, everyone was focused except Anil who kept making some weird but funny comments. Suddenly, there was a loud knock on the door. Our focus shifted from the movie towards the knock. Hearing the knock, we all turned towards the door while Sumit paused the film and got up to open the door. Looking at his face, one could easily figure out he didn't like being disturbed while watching the film. Door opened to reveal Tarak standing outside. He was  carrying a bag. His eyes were only half open, a characteristic of his. He entered the room while one of us popped the question "where are you coming from". Given the fact that it was 8 pm, we were sure he wasn't returning from college. He replied " I had a quiz club meeting. What are you guys doing?"
Sarvesh replied " Watching a movie. Come join us."
Tarak removed his bag and tossed in on the ground. He was eating a chocolate bar and threw it wrapper in the dustbin inside Sumit's room. Sumit shouted "don't throw it in there. I just cleaned my dustbin."
We were all a little surprised. A dustbin is a dustbin whether clean or not and is made for throwing stuff. Plus, a small wrapper wouldn't make it so dirty that it would be needed to be cleaned again.
When Sarvesh and I pointed it out to him, he got a little pissed but said nothing. Other than Sumit, we all let out a giggle and let the wrapper stay in the dustbin.  Tarak then came and sat on the bed and asked for a summary of what had happened till now. So we narrated to him the whole story in 10 minutes. Sumit did not look pleased with this time-off but didn't complain about it. After we were done narrating the story to Tarak, we played the movie again. Again we had to listen to Anil pointing the mistakes in the movie and make stupid comments.
Barely 15 minutes later, there was another knock on the door. However this time, it was a soft knock. Sumit paused the movie, but not in a calm was. He hit the space bar button hard enough to make a loud noise and got up murmuring something none of us understood. He opened the door. Saras was standing there. He said he wanted to talk about H-rep. H-rep stands for hostel representative.
Just as he started to come inside, Sumit shouted " Get Out".
We all turned out heads towards Sumit and wondered what he was doing. Sumit face was red and twisted with anger. His one fist was clenched while other one was open, with the index finger pointing towards the door. We could make out he was furious but had no clue as to why.
Saras also stood there, eyes open wide which showed he was just as surprised as we were. First I figured that he had pissed off Sumit sometime before and Sumit was still angry at him. But then Sumit spoke.
"I just want to watch the freaking movie in peace. But you all keep coming and disturbing me and dirtying my dustbin. And this idiot Anil keeps making poor jokes. Why the hell can't you people let me watch the movie in peace. I don't want to hear anything. Just get out and let me watch the movie in peace."
It was the first time anyone of us had seen him so pissed off. But at the same time , he looked absolutely ridiculous. His plump face was red and twisted,his one eye small and another one big and his one fist clenched and other one pointing at the door. His lips formed and odd shape. It was not a frown. It appeared like someone had hit him in the face and distorted it. I looked at Sarvesh and couldn't help but smile. He smiled back signaling that he found Sumit's face to be comical as well.
Saras got pissed at this rude behavior and said " I have an H-rep candidate here with me who is in third year. If you don't want to hear about this, you get out. "
Hearing this, Anil let out a laughter. By this time, the H-rep candidate, whom we all had missed came into the picture. He was standing behind Saras. His face showed surprise as well. He had no idea what was going on and was blankly staring at us for some clue. I am sure he was thinking , " did I walk into a psych ward?"
Sumit's face was now filled with embarrassment. He had actually shouted at a senior. He started saying" I'm sorry bhaiya (big brother). I didn't know you were standing there. I was just pissed at these guys."
As he said this, the redness of his face vanished, his face looked scared and his fist was no longer clenched.
We all thought the senior would shout at Sumit but he did not. He just came in, completely ignored Sumit and gave us his manifesto. He was talking about what all he would do to help us, how he would organize the bhavan night, a night on which all members of hostel play games, eat and party together. I actually wasn't listening to him. I was looking at Sumit, trying to figure out what he was thinking. All I could make out was that he was damn scared and looked like he would start crying.
Gladly he didn't do that.
When the senior left, we all decided not to watch the movie but rather go for dinner in the mess. Sumit did not accompany us. Throughout the dinner, we talked about the incident. We also had a good laugh as we discussed the look on Sumit's and the senior's face. Saras was extremely angry for obvious reasons. He was the one who had been insulted and didn't like that at all.

Although this incident occurred in the beginning of the first semester of our second year, we still talk about it frequently. It has become a good source of amusement and  has generated several memes.
But the most important reason why this incident has become so common among all of us is because of the phrase get out. We often tease Sumit with this, but make sure we don't hurt his feelings too much.

Birthday tradition.............Garv's spanking

Birthdays are usually celebrated by congratulation a person, giving gifts and sometimes, birthday bombs. However, we have a very unique birthday tradition. At 12 am , just when the guy's birthday starts, we take him out of his room, to a free space in the hostel. We call this free space as the cuty. Its an open space where we play football and cricket.
So, after reaching the cuty, we make a loose circle and place the birthday boy in the centre.Now, the real fun starts. Each guy takes of his footwear, and slaps the birthday boy on the buttocks. And its not just one slap, the birthday boy gets nearly 150-200 slaps. Number of slaps given by each person varies, but always, the person who slaps the most is Tarak. He slaps in a unique way. He holds the footwear tightly and one other guy holds the hands of the b'day boy towards the front so that there is nothing blocking the buttocks. And then comes a spree of slaps. Tarak swings his hangs to and fro, slapping the multiple times and as fast as he can. He never stops before he is tired, and by the time he is done, the b'day boy is already rueing the day he made a friend in Tarak.

I'll get to the story now:

On Garv birthday, everything started as i wrote above. We took him to the cuty and formed a circle. Garv stood in the centre, and then we began the spanking. Tarak was the first to go. His slaps came like a hail of bullets from the machine gun, extremely fast and extremely hard. Garv started jumping after a few slaps and making a comic noise which suggested he was in pain and at the same time not offended. Tarak stopped after about 20 slaps and then stepped back. His hand was now paining. Now, I, Sarvesh and Anil stepped up. Our slaps weren't as merciless as Tarak's. We were much slower than him. By the time we finished, Garv wanted a break. We brought cold water in a bottle and he put it on his butt. Comically, he got some relief and laughed. It reminded me of tom and jerry cartoon show in which tom often used to out his butt in a bucket of water after it had been set on fire by jerry.The slaps continued then for about 20 mins, during which sometimes Garv ran in circles with us running behind him and sometimes for 'butt in the bucket' break. By the time we were finished, Garv's ass was paining like hell, but he behaved like a good sport, relishing in the joy that he'll take his revenge on each of our birthdays.

This spanking session was followed by a question and answer session. It was no simple session. It involved pretty embarrassing questions.
We asked if he had a crush. He replied with a straight faced no.
Obviously we didn't buy this so we started teasing him by the name of the girls he normally talks to. On taking a name of a particular girl, he started blushing. We shall call this girl Aarti.
So we started a series of questions about this girl. We asked if he fantasized about this girl, if he has any feeling for this girl , what was the best thing he liked about this girl  and a bunch of other questions made to make him uncomfortable and blush more . He gave all lame answers like I love her nature, he doesn't has any romantic or horny feeling for her and that she is just a friend. Frankly, the truth wasn't what we were after.We just wanted a good laugh and his facial expressions were providing us that.

This was followed by the final session: The action session.
This involves stupid and embarrassing tasks.
The first task we gave him was pole dancing. We thought he would do a very clumsy pole dance. But we were all in for a surprise.He moved his body like a real dancer. The pole dance was something you see in a movie, except that here there was a teenage boy on the pole in shirt n pants rather than a hot girl in bikini. He danced around the pole in a real professional manner, holding the pole and sliding up and down, putting one leg up and giving a sexy stare and lifting the shirt up to his chest.
This actually made me wonder about his sexual orientation. We all laughed and pretended to throw money at him. Since we didn't have any money, we just made hand gestures for it. Saras went up and put a piece of paper down his shirt. That was hell of a scene and we all had a good laugh.

This ended a session that had lasted for nearly an hour. Guess time actually flies by when you are having fun. Next day Garv had a very sore butt and stayed in his room for most of the day. We did give him a bournville candy bar which he likes.







I'll narrate more fun stories here. See you then ...............

Welcome to My story blog

I am studying in an engineering college in Hyderabad.
Through this blog, I'm gonna tell you guys about the fun stuff that goes on in here.
My group is made up of 10 guys, only one of us is normal, and that is my friend Vicky.
The dramatic and emotional one is Sumit.
The gaming guru is Sarvesh.
The drunk, cigarette smoker is Tarak.
The sleepy one is Karan.
The silent spiritual one is Kartik.
The serious, political thinker is Garv.
The complete idiot is Anil.
The girl chaser is Saras.
And i am Sagar, i am a war freak. I read about wars, weapons military.

Vicky is a tennis player and has a lot of stamina. His sense of humor is not so much but he is a good guy to hang out with.

Sumit is a fat guy from a rich family who has been pampered a little too much. For a guy as rich as him, he is extremely cheap, and always says he doesn't have any money on him even thought his wallet is full of cash. He also borrows a lot from others and when it comes to paying back, replies: " I do not have any change. Can you break a 500? "

Sarvesh is a guy who has spent most of his teenage playing games. He owns and xbox, playstation 2 and a sony vaio laptop which has been customized for gaming. He eats protein bars because according to him, it gives him energy to play more.

Tarak is the guy to whom you would go if you wanted to get high. He can hook you up with alcohol, cigarettes and some weird kind of drugs he makes my mixing stuff himself. He often looks hungover and has a weird sleeping cycle.He is up at night and sleeps during the day. Usually lunch at 2pm becomes his breakfast.

Kartik is a deeply spiritual and stinky guy.He reads a lot of spiritual books and does meditation atleast for an hour a day, but somehow always forgets to take bath. Bathing once is 2 weeks is more than enough for him.

Karan ............ well pretty much all he does is sleep. He goes to bed at 12 am and then gets up at 8 am for breakfast. Then the sleeps again, sometimes till lunch and sometimes till class . Skipping class is pretty normal for him as he remain in the embrace of his love the whole time: SLEEP.

Garv is an independent guy who reads serious political stuff, watches news on you tube and the only guy i have seen in my entire college who wears kurta instead of T-shirts. He is pure politician material.

Anil is full on mad. He often shouts at people for even slightest of disturbance, gives them a serious looks but that is pretty much all of it. I have never seen him act on any one of them. Like one time, i locked his door from the outside. When he figured it out, he said he'll beat me up when he gets out of the room, its been about 6 months and he hasn't carried it out yet.

Saras is a girl chaser. But he is no player. Often the girls he flirts with end up making him her sworn brother. He has a lot of contacts among girls, but none of them are in a romantic sense.

As for myself, I like to read about wars and weapons. I also write reading novels and finish them pretty quickly. I love eating. I have a sweet tooth and its the reason i have a big belly. Sometimes i behave like crazy, laughing for no reason and giving big creepy smiles just so that i can creep people out.

















The characters in this blog are not real and any resemblance to anyone is purely coincidental