As the days passed by we got to know each other more closely and everyone was habituated with atmosphere and the people. Everyone was accustomed to the other person's weaknesses and strength. In a batch of 59 boys and no girls there was an untold unity. Everyone running together and ruining their morning at the same time had some connection in regards to empathy. Although you can't be best friends with everyone , every single person has their own set of group or choices. For the real group or bond you can't have a pact or an agreement. You just have to feel that. Priyankar , Pande and I (being roomies) had become very good friends by then and with the frequent participation in activities Somen and Abhishek were also one of us.
Priyankar had the enormous capability of forgetting things. He would forget his keys , his purse , would look around in the room for one hour and then finally that thing comes out of his pocket. He was an entertainer and did not have a start or stop switch. He was always in the "on" mode. We started hiding things if we wanted an entertainment and after he left the room going to search it outside we would keep it on his table and when he comes back we would blame him and fake irritation. He would say , "Oh sorry....". But he was not that dumb. Eventually when this events occured again and again he would catch us and give a mixed reaction of anger , smile , despair (and if you could lipread you would know he is abusing ) . But he had a great resistance power . No one in his place could tolerate the mental torture we did to him. I remember once ( *** this happened in 2nd yr) Shivamoy (Shibu in short) had hidden his passport with the help of Pande and me. He had called up home. His parents even started searching at his home. The search became desperate and we could see that at this ignition point if he finds out that his passport is with us he will literally burn with the heat he got. But the delay made it worse. It was 2 AM in the night , he was blaming his mother , his father was blaming him. I was blaming Shibu. Shibu by that time had kept it on the pillow while he was searching in the almirah in between clothes. Pande took the passport in the hand and casually said , " Are you searching for this . Looks like passport to me . "
"Looks like passport" - what a dialogue. Anyone would catch that
Priyankar did not take 5 seconds to understand that. He was habituated with all this but playing with passport and that too 2 AM in the night was too much. He snatched it away from Pande's hand and shouted , " There is a limit . My dad , mom everyone is searching for this. What do I tell them now ? How silly it would sound now if I tell them that it was on my pillow?"
Shibu said , " Then don't tell them now. Tell them tomorrow ".
Priyankar gazed with the red eyes like he would eat him up.
Shibu vanished.
Priyankar was a great fan of Hard core metal rock and would swing his head with the most freakeast face ever he can make to the songs which I never called songs. He would name many of the bands and discuss the new releases that I had hardly interests in.We named him "PINK" after the name "Pink Floyd". Later we realised how perfect the name was. He used to get irritated whenever we called him that and told us to call him any other name. He would not mind if it was an animal or a slang but that single four letter word would trouble him like anything.Afterwards we came to know that he was called "PINKY" by his schoolmates that had troubled him for years. We decided from that day we would not call him PINK but we would continue his old name from school. The name really became a part of his life. Although he had a terrible objection in the starting days but he gave up and started looking at it in a new way. He had been given more than 108 names but Pinky became the registered one.
A day had come when he called one of us from an unknown number and on asking who it was he replied smoothly , "PINKY".
P.S : My apologies for using "he" in reference to PINKY instead of "she". This is just to dissolve the confusion among those who hardly know that we would treat her as a girl as the name was a lady name and she was our only beloved lady. Uppsss sorry I said it.
Priyankar had the enormous capability of forgetting things. He would forget his keys , his purse , would look around in the room for one hour and then finally that thing comes out of his pocket. He was an entertainer and did not have a start or stop switch. He was always in the "on" mode. We started hiding things if we wanted an entertainment and after he left the room going to search it outside we would keep it on his table and when he comes back we would blame him and fake irritation. He would say , "Oh sorry....". But he was not that dumb. Eventually when this events occured again and again he would catch us and give a mixed reaction of anger , smile , despair (and if you could lipread you would know he is abusing ) . But he had a great resistance power . No one in his place could tolerate the mental torture we did to him. I remember once ( *** this happened in 2nd yr) Shivamoy (Shibu in short) had hidden his passport with the help of Pande and me. He had called up home. His parents even started searching at his home. The search became desperate and we could see that at this ignition point if he finds out that his passport is with us he will literally burn with the heat he got. But the delay made it worse. It was 2 AM in the night , he was blaming his mother , his father was blaming him. I was blaming Shibu. Shibu by that time had kept it on the pillow while he was searching in the almirah in between clothes. Pande took the passport in the hand and casually said , " Are you searching for this . Looks like passport to me . "
"Looks like passport" - what a dialogue. Anyone would catch that
Priyankar did not take 5 seconds to understand that. He was habituated with all this but playing with passport and that too 2 AM in the night was too much. He snatched it away from Pande's hand and shouted , " There is a limit . My dad , mom everyone is searching for this. What do I tell them now ? How silly it would sound now if I tell them that it was on my pillow?"
Shibu said , " Then don't tell them now. Tell them tomorrow ".
Priyankar gazed with the red eyes like he would eat him up.
Shibu vanished.
Priyankar was a great fan of Hard core metal rock and would swing his head with the most freakeast face ever he can make to the songs which I never called songs. He would name many of the bands and discuss the new releases that I had hardly interests in.We named him "PINK" after the name "Pink Floyd". Later we realised how perfect the name was. He used to get irritated whenever we called him that and told us to call him any other name. He would not mind if it was an animal or a slang but that single four letter word would trouble him like anything.Afterwards we came to know that he was called "PINKY" by his schoolmates that had troubled him for years. We decided from that day we would not call him PINK but we would continue his old name from school. The name really became a part of his life. Although he had a terrible objection in the starting days but he gave up and started looking at it in a new way. He had been given more than 108 names but Pinky became the registered one.
A day had come when he called one of us from an unknown number and on asking who it was he replied smoothly , "PINKY".
P.S : My apologies for using "he" in reference to PINKY instead of "she". This is just to dissolve the confusion among those who hardly know that we would treat her as a girl as the name was a lady name and she was our only beloved lady. Uppsss sorry I said it.
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