Birthdays are a special occasion.It's one time of the year that you feel really wanted,loved and cared for.It's a great feeling to have your loved ones and friends gathered around you .But the celebration of birthdays varies drastically over time.While the basic idea remains more or less the same,but nothing can come close to the birthday celebrations during one's college life.Anyone who has had the privilege of college life,can very well tell you the difference.The pleasant mix of love and pain that a college birthday inflicts on you is unparalleled to any birthday experience you had ever before.I too want to share one such memorable experience that i had on my last college birthday on March 25.It was around 11:40 pm in the night and i was shivering with the thought of the things that were about to happen in the next forty-five minutes.Having already seen the b'day celebrations of my close friend DK the previous night,i had a pretty good idea of the things to expect in the next hour.As the dreaded clock ticked close to beginning of the next day,i started my preparations and counter-measures to nullify the shock value of the bashing that i was about to be showered with.I immediately dressed myself in the thickest of the jeans i possessed and patiently waited for the crowd.Then it happened.
The feared NITT juntaa started pouring from every nook and corner of the Garnet hostel.The mere sight of the NITT crowd sent shivers down my spipne.By 11:50 p.m. my friends had all gathered outside my room.I could see the hunger in their eyes.For once i realised how does the 'butchered' feel in the hands of the butcher,how the prey feels at the sight of the predator.We had a light session among the friends.We took some snaps of each other(obviously with me in the focus) and cracked some jokes to lighten up the atmosphere.But then with precision another group came running in and then it was back to the usual business.I,who was smiling and laughing till now,suddenly realised the gravity of the situation.I was virtually dragged to the Ghati Triangle of Death,the preferred butchering place of our wing.What was to follow was a bit comical,not for me,ofcourse!!My friends all started betting and finalising among themselves about how many bumps do i owe them.With mutual consent each one of them settled for the number 22(I was about touch the 22 year mark).I started doing all the mathematical jugglery in my mind.Considering a rough estimate of about 30 guys and an average bumps of 22,i was about to be kicked 660 times.For a moment i thought fainting would be a good option.Probably the NITT butchers would be a bit merciful to me seeing my condition.But i took the risk.As the clock ticked past 12,the show began.The prey of the previous day DK kickstarted the 'ceremony' with a solid slap on my ass.There was no looking back after that!!I was like the temple's bell.Anyone used to come and ring it violently till he was completely 'satisfied'.Enduring the ferocious attacks of most of the guys was pretty simple and with time it grew a bit comical.Once Dada and Mayank were slapping my butt (some might say spanking :) ) with sleepers and it was not paining at all.I started shouting ,"Hit me.Hit me" and everyone burst into laughter.But the laughter was short-lived because the 'bumps-professionals' were soon to arrive on the scene.The mere sight of 'Bamboo' sent shivers down my spine.And he surely lived upto the expectations.The three famous 'butt-hole kicks' that he bombarded on me left me screaming with shooting pain .To add on to that,Islee and Sarkar added fuel to the fire by hitting some of the wildest kicks in NITT's history.When i had satisfied all of them individually,the guys kept on asking for more.Soon the guys pounced on me as a group and i just closed my eyes for the misery to get over.And finally the wait got over!!And then i was surrounded by my friends who wished me,hugged me.I thought the night is over.But what was i to know that the night had just started!!
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