Now what I am gonna write here is totally for adults. So, if you are below 18yrs or arent done with your puberty thingie or have any kind of awkwardness while listening and talking dirty, please back off. Back off right now because what follows is a sheer prose containing explicit language that will surely be undigestible to you.
Manytimes this thought comes to my freaking mind that why on earth specially in indian colleges there is so much usage of slangs. Slangs which you have never heard of till ur 12th grade but suddenly after finishing your schooling, you are put into a college where all kinds of people come together. There are varieties of languages, cultures, people with pagdi, people wearing kurta pajamas in night and not the lest people wrapped up in lungis. There isnt just a diversity in outlook but also the manner in which a person speaks and pronounces words. Biharis, Lucknawi, Gujraati, Delhites, Bangalees, Entraas, Asamese, etc and all having a different style of accent while speaking hindi.
I cannot speak for others so lemme jot down the story that happened with me. I used to be a simple and shy kind of guy way back in school days whose only motive in life was to mug and bury himself up half the feet into books. Then life took a U-turn and got a chance to move out of my parents' house and went to a hostel. The first three days were normal as my father came with me to settle me down. But he has got a job to attend to because of which he went back where he came from leaving me all alone in this cruel world to fight by myself. The very next day, my wing mate ("wing" is a set of 10-12 rooms in an aisle or floor) came to my room and asked excitedly "Madarchod, kahan se hai tum?". I was able to understand what he was trying to ask but i wasnt able to comprehend what he said in the beginning of the sentence. So after replying back what he wanted to know i just asked him out of curiosity "Ye madarchod kya hota hai?". And i cannot forget the laughter on his face the very next moment i asked him this silly question. I wouldnt say it silly at that time because it was entirely new for me.
Then he sat besides me, took a sigh of relief and pointing his finger to the wall of my room, politely asked "Do u have any idea what is written all over on ur wall?"
I looked at it and stared at it again but it was out of my knowledge. It said "Assholes, fuck the shit off my room!!".
I said "Yes, i am able to udnerstand the point that the statement makes which is to stay away from this room. But i am still not able to understand it completely"
He went again "Okay, now i get you. I think you are not that exposed. You have to be polished from the beginning then only you will become a perfect diamond"
"Would you please mind telling me what is the meaning of that. Its written in my room and if I am not not able to understand it, what i am gonna tell people who will visit my room and ask about it.
"Seriously dude, nobody is gonna ask you about this. They will just laugh when they will read it. You dont have to explain to them at all"
"Okay...you are not at all helping now"
"Badka chutia nikla be tum to!! Asshole ka meaning hota hai stupid and dont just go around and say them assholes instead of stupid."
"Then why didnt he wrote stupid instead of asshole which would have made sense to everybody"
"He is not doing a social service in here. Those who can understand, they gonna appreciate him and those who dont, they will always remain looser just like you."
"I got you. But it would have been great if you would have told it. Anyways, its 10pm now and its time for me to go to bed. So if you can go to your room, may i head towards my bed because we got a class to attend at 7am tomorrow. Good night"
And he went back to his room wishing me a great night.
Next day, it was a pretty hectic day as for the first time in my life i attended class for continuously 9 hrs without any SUPW, Games or Library periods in between which I used to have in school. Exhausted I came back to my room and out of tiredness went directly to bed. At around 1:30am, there was a big knock on my doors which was enough to wake me up. As soon as i opened the door, there were six people standing right on my face, one of them being the same one who came to my room last night. They told me to get dressed quickly and come with them, they had something to show me. I hesitated a little bit as the next day I had a class to attend right at 7am. But then they forced me and pulled me with them.
We entered into a dark room which was there in the opposite aisle of the same floor. I had never been there. The only thing i knew about the hostel was the canteen, my room and the exit of the building. There were chairs all over the place. Two carrom boards tables were also there with nobody attending it which was obvious at such a weird time at night. Suddenly the TV went on. And then i gotto know that it was nothing but our hostel's TV room. One of the guys went near to tv and did something with VCD player.
I said "Guys, i am glad that you called me up to watch a movie but right now i am not at all in a mood to see one, Lets wait for the weekend to come and then i can watch with you. I need to go now."
One of them replied "Just watch for 5 min. After that if you still think you need to go to bed then we wont stop you at all. Moreover, in weekends this room would be full of people and its normally the week days when you will find this room empty"
I agreed as 5 mins is not too much of a time.
The movie started and they all sit in front of the TV. It was murky eveywhere which i hate the most. I looked around a little bit in the dark as it was totally a new place for me. One of the guys was sitting right besides the door as if he was a watchman. When i turned back to the TV, my eyes were stunned, my mouth wide open and my mind completely shut..............
........[ to be contd ]
Manytimes this thought comes to my freaking mind that why on earth specially in indian colleges there is so much usage of slangs. Slangs which you have never heard of till ur 12th grade but suddenly after finishing your schooling, you are put into a college where all kinds of people come together. There are varieties of languages, cultures, people with pagdi, people wearing kurta pajamas in night and not the lest people wrapped up in lungis. There isnt just a diversity in outlook but also the manner in which a person speaks and pronounces words. Biharis, Lucknawi, Gujraati, Delhites, Bangalees, Entraas, Asamese, etc and all having a different style of accent while speaking hindi.
I cannot speak for others so lemme jot down the story that happened with me. I used to be a simple and shy kind of guy way back in school days whose only motive in life was to mug and bury himself up half the feet into books. Then life took a U-turn and got a chance to move out of my parents' house and went to a hostel. The first three days were normal as my father came with me to settle me down. But he has got a job to attend to because of which he went back where he came from leaving me all alone in this cruel world to fight by myself. The very next day, my wing mate ("wing" is a set of 10-12 rooms in an aisle or floor) came to my room and asked excitedly "Madarchod, kahan se hai tum?". I was able to understand what he was trying to ask but i wasnt able to comprehend what he said in the beginning of the sentence. So after replying back what he wanted to know i just asked him out of curiosity "Ye madarchod kya hota hai?". And i cannot forget the laughter on his face the very next moment i asked him this silly question. I wouldnt say it silly at that time because it was entirely new for me.
Then he sat besides me, took a sigh of relief and pointing his finger to the wall of my room, politely asked "Do u have any idea what is written all over on ur wall?"
I looked at it and stared at it again but it was out of my knowledge. It said "Assholes, fuck the shit off my room!!".
I said "Yes, i am able to udnerstand the point that the statement makes which is to stay away from this room. But i am still not able to understand it completely"
He went again "Okay, now i get you. I think you are not that exposed. You have to be polished from the beginning then only you will become a perfect diamond"
"Would you please mind telling me what is the meaning of that. Its written in my room and if I am not not able to understand it, what i am gonna tell people who will visit my room and ask about it.
"Seriously dude, nobody is gonna ask you about this. They will just laugh when they will read it. You dont have to explain to them at all"
"Okay...you are not at all helping now"
"Badka chutia nikla be tum to!! Asshole ka meaning hota hai stupid and dont just go around and say them assholes instead of stupid."
"Then why didnt he wrote stupid instead of asshole which would have made sense to everybody"
"He is not doing a social service in here. Those who can understand, they gonna appreciate him and those who dont, they will always remain looser just like you."
"I got you. But it would have been great if you would have told it. Anyways, its 10pm now and its time for me to go to bed. So if you can go to your room, may i head towards my bed because we got a class to attend at 7am tomorrow. Good night"
And he went back to his room wishing me a great night.
Next day, it was a pretty hectic day as for the first time in my life i attended class for continuously 9 hrs without any SUPW, Games or Library periods in between which I used to have in school. Exhausted I came back to my room and out of tiredness went directly to bed. At around 1:30am, there was a big knock on my doors which was enough to wake me up. As soon as i opened the door, there were six people standing right on my face, one of them being the same one who came to my room last night. They told me to get dressed quickly and come with them, they had something to show me. I hesitated a little bit as the next day I had a class to attend right at 7am. But then they forced me and pulled me with them.
We entered into a dark room which was there in the opposite aisle of the same floor. I had never been there. The only thing i knew about the hostel was the canteen, my room and the exit of the building. There were chairs all over the place. Two carrom boards tables were also there with nobody attending it which was obvious at such a weird time at night. Suddenly the TV went on. And then i gotto know that it was nothing but our hostel's TV room. One of the guys went near to tv and did something with VCD player.
I said "Guys, i am glad that you called me up to watch a movie but right now i am not at all in a mood to see one, Lets wait for the weekend to come and then i can watch with you. I need to go now."
One of them replied "Just watch for 5 min. After that if you still think you need to go to bed then we wont stop you at all. Moreover, in weekends this room would be full of people and its normally the week days when you will find this room empty"
I agreed as 5 mins is not too much of a time.
The movie started and they all sit in front of the TV. It was murky eveywhere which i hate the most. I looked around a little bit in the dark as it was totally a new place for me. One of the guys was sitting right besides the door as if he was a watchman. When i turned back to the TV, my eyes were stunned, my mouth wide open and my mind completely shut..............
........[ to be contd ]
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