Golden days in Allahabad part-III The fun continues

So, where were we? We had returned to our barracks in the evening and were again energized within 1 hr. Now, that outburst of energy was too much to handle for some guys. So, these predators would go out on a hunt for the poor innocent and feeble ones. Now you must be thinking..what hunt?..what predators? what the hell he is talking about? ..some of you might have already guessed it right..Yes, these were the days when the weak were molested by one of their own :) Gang r*pes were pretty common. And lot of 'wood' was satisfied and lot of the 'wood' was destroyed in the process. Dirty minds..I was talking about the wooden cots :-p . The cots turned parabolic and few of them broken. Those cots were amazing and could endure a ton of weight. To be very clear on this matter, I was never involved in such activities but surely was a silent viewer ...hehe
Then this was the time for group-ism and also racism. Many groups were formed. I would list down a few significant of those

Lakshya group
Yuva
ACC group
CC group
Shetty gang
HANDS
Nithalla group

These groups were for just name sake and had no ideologies nor did they do anything significant.
Racism was also at peak with AP group and guys from north . Our foolishness died slowly and by the time we left college we knew that was a waste of time.


Now, I forgot to introduce a great figure at our Naini hostel. Out of the many Shuklas this one was the most significant. He was the owner of our Naini canteen. His speciality-MAGGI. He knew the art of splitting one maagi into 3. By the time the plate of maggi reached your hands you could see flies getting attracted to the mughal delicacy . Oh it was pretty site..few strands of maggi floating in a sea of boiling brown coloured liquid and few onions spread here and there to enhace its beauty. Then there was Mishraji who would also cook and a boy Anil who would serve us. Anil by the way was the successor of Shuklaji and like Amitabh Bachan in Agneepath would overtake the whole world of maggi and Naini canteen and would eventually enslave Shuklaji to work for him.
Anyway, we would tryto lessen our hunger and start sharing stories till we finally reached mess for dinner. The food just awesome there. I would think entering the mess ..if only I had 2 more hands. It would have helped me take an extra plate of food and would have thrown it in the faces of those SOBs--the mess workers. The dinner comprised of uncooked dal, dry chapatis , unknown sabji, sour curd, dirt from mess workers, special smell mixed into it coming from the filthy mess workers and again some earthworms . After cursing the mess workers I would return to my room to complete my dinner. And there were many more already present in my room to share some of the daily news.

After Dinner time, we would spread some rumours, tried to listen to some, judged others, cursed Allahabad and then finally would sleep. Some nights were very interesting when we tried our hands at the Ouja board and would try to call spirits. Often it would end by someone disturbing the coin and trying to fool others. No one was ever successful at that. Then there were the famous loud speakers.. the gaurd who would shout at top of their voices...'Bhaiya phone hain aapka'. We talked to our parents on the sole STD phone in Naina. Those days mobiles were not that popular and Reliance had just launched the mobile which Sehwag's mother used.
The guards fully exploited us and would often try to scare us. But finally we got to know what could keep them in control. A CD at 12 in the night for them was enough to keep them shut. Now the related stories for what was present in those CDs will be the continuation story for my next blog on this.

Bfn .. wait for part-IV of the Naini days series.