We came back from the trip. As the days passed, things started being normal. The same boring life, with books, in the class and sometimes in the library. Wait, did I called studies and classes boring ? Yes, this was the major change in myself. It's not like I didn't like the study part. I liked but now, I wanted to enjoy too, in whatever ways. I started feeling that life is not just about studies, it's about many more other things. It's about having fun with friends. It's about bunking the class for fun and movies sometimes. It's about walking alone or with friends on the streets. And yes, sometimes it's about getting drunk with friends. Watching T.V, swimming, playing many games became my time pass now. And doing many things along with my only friend Rajeev. We were famous friends in school. Everywhere we were seen together.
One year passed this way. Without any complaints. Without any more alcohal thing. We were still away from girls. Clubs were too far yet. And we were still the top two guns of our class.
One fine Saturday, I was alone at home. Dad was on a two day official tour to kolkata. I was getting bored at home as it was a school holiday. For few hours, I shuffled the channels in front of the t.v. but nothing interesting was there to watch. I tried to get in with books, but my study room had lost that magnetism or binding power which could keep me bounded with books. I soon came out of the study and started walking to and fro in the drawing room. How it will be if I call Rajeev here, for a group study, a thought entered my mind. And it was awesome a thought. I called him on his home phone and asked to come. Eventually he agreed to come. He said he will be there in half an hour. And I waited for him.
"Let's go to study." I said as he came.
" For what? Study? Are you mad?" Three questions in one shot. I too had no intentions to get in with books. Study was a better place for us, with games and computer. And we headed in the study after I explained it to him.
" So what to do first, carom or computer game ?" I asked again.
"Shut up yaar, I have a better plan for this time." He said and opened his bag. He got the four can out and placed that on the study table. Of course it was not the energy drink. It was the beer, far energetic than any kind of energy drink can be. I got delighted after I saw it. The trip day flashed in my eyes. And what I felt that day after having it. I was not worried today about any thing. No one was home. So no one was going to know what are we doing here.
"From where did you get it. And only four ?" I asked two questions in one shot.
"Obviously. I bought it on the way. And as far as quantity is concerned, I take as much only I can handle. I have to go home too. Got it. " I got his point. Soon the four can were empty on the table. And the same feeling started getting over. I started feeling like flying. Amazing, just like the last time but this time I didn't collapsed. I was still in sense after two can down. I wanted more but unfortunately, we were out of our little stock.
This is how the new phase of my life started. I stepped into the youth with a beer can in my hand. This was not the only day we were doing what we liked at home. Every time my dad was out for more than 24 hours, we partied at the safest place. Beer can changed into the bottle. The action movies changed into sunny leone kind of movies. And soft music into loud one. And I was enjoying my secret life. But, any secret can't be secret for long. Mine was too just a matter of time.
( Next part of Rohan's life, next day.)
One year passed this way. Without any complaints. Without any more alcohal thing. We were still away from girls. Clubs were too far yet. And we were still the top two guns of our class.
One fine Saturday, I was alone at home. Dad was on a two day official tour to kolkata. I was getting bored at home as it was a school holiday. For few hours, I shuffled the channels in front of the t.v. but nothing interesting was there to watch. I tried to get in with books, but my study room had lost that magnetism or binding power which could keep me bounded with books. I soon came out of the study and started walking to and fro in the drawing room. How it will be if I call Rajeev here, for a group study, a thought entered my mind. And it was awesome a thought. I called him on his home phone and asked to come. Eventually he agreed to come. He said he will be there in half an hour. And I waited for him.
"Let's go to study." I said as he came.
" For what? Study? Are you mad?" Three questions in one shot. I too had no intentions to get in with books. Study was a better place for us, with games and computer. And we headed in the study after I explained it to him.
" So what to do first, carom or computer game ?" I asked again.
"Shut up yaar, I have a better plan for this time." He said and opened his bag. He got the four can out and placed that on the study table. Of course it was not the energy drink. It was the beer, far energetic than any kind of energy drink can be. I got delighted after I saw it. The trip day flashed in my eyes. And what I felt that day after having it. I was not worried today about any thing. No one was home. So no one was going to know what are we doing here.
"From where did you get it. And only four ?" I asked two questions in one shot.
"Obviously. I bought it on the way. And as far as quantity is concerned, I take as much only I can handle. I have to go home too. Got it. " I got his point. Soon the four can were empty on the table. And the same feeling started getting over. I started feeling like flying. Amazing, just like the last time but this time I didn't collapsed. I was still in sense after two can down. I wanted more but unfortunately, we were out of our little stock.
This is how the new phase of my life started. I stepped into the youth with a beer can in my hand. This was not the only day we were doing what we liked at home. Every time my dad was out for more than 24 hours, we partied at the safest place. Beer can changed into the bottle. The action movies changed into sunny leone kind of movies. And soft music into loud one. And I was enjoying my secret life. But, any secret can't be secret for long. Mine was too just a matter of time.
( Next part of Rohan's life, next day.)
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