Making of Project-1

I clearly remember the day when i was sitting on the pillion and he told

"hey how will we make it, its going to be too tough if we select java based project"

i swear he was really worried,as it was his nature but this time it was different.

i told very enthusiastically"hey buddy don worry,we are gona make it."

"but how....? its too tough, we even dont know the basics of java"

"yeah, but that is not an issue, we will study that"

by that time i really did not know what java is but once i start saying anything, i do not stop

especially when others are worried.After all it makes you COOL, even you are not.

after that day,days came and gone, i kept busy myself to change my category from underweight to average weight.If you are an underweight only you can feel my pain.

one day suddenly the life took a turn,"THE WRONG TURN"..when i got a miss call from the agent of the LUCIFIER-THE PROJECT GUIDE...i realize i should not have called back.

i called "who is this"

"its me your class rep, we have to submit our project tomorrow"

"FUCK"

and the chaos began.....

"so finally you all morons are here to show your faces"

it was the voice of our project leader, group leader, considered as one of the decent boy in the class but i know how much DECENT he is,after all anyone can have misunderstandings.

we all have gathered in his room cum lab, where he used to make/copy or experiment with the project.

we were five in our project group,sukhdev(me),soya,baba,sandy and..and...and....and who is next..? i forgot...o ya ,it was ofcos our group leader,the decent boy..

decent boy:"so what you all are gona do"

i can tell you it was not the same question, i was able to smell the question behind the question

he meant"Why you all fuckers have come here today when the project is about to complete, where were you when i was being fucked up till morning by java session beans,when codes were doing oral sex with me,when DFD was fucking me(DFD-D Fucking Diagram as name implies),when my bike was consuming several thousands litres of petrol while going to ask doubts,i know you all fuckers,some of you were busy in cigarettes,some were with your B.Com wali girlfriends(it hurts, because it takes same effort to lure as much as Manipal wali girlfriend takes) and some in watching BFs and just in masturbating...blah..blah....blah

i took a long breath and replied

"from where should we start"

"you better install softwares and then do anything else"

i was impressed,really,thats why he was our project leader,what a great idea.so we started

it took 2-3 hours because we always believe in fresh and simple start so before installing anything we did format the PC.

suddenly someone came, i was just seduced by wind touching me coming from her side,i felt an angel coming from the heaven directly to the earth,near me,it was the feel a boy feels when he touches his girlfriend very first time,so fresh,so calm,so gentle, so beautiful,not able to express in words. i could not refrain myself from turning back and a sudden KLPD..it was one my batchmate.fuck man.

he told after seeing the softwares installed on the computer

"hey guys, is it a new kind of game........."

utter darkness of silence suddenly spread engulfing each five of us.

no need to tell, everyone understood what his branch was.

decent boy"its not your fault man, we understand, go get lost"

suddenly a rock star persona came into the room, i was wondering there would some music,some dance,some fun but all my heavy expectations fell down to the earth with a silent thud, when he spoke something commonly,yes commonly to each and everything except five of us,to bed,to pen, to posters, to lizards, to spiders, to almirah,to chairs, to wardrobe,to everything except us.

And told"Fuck me................................(long wait with silence)....................or i'll fuck you."

i asked"who is this"

someone whispered"ignore him"

i ignored him.

"teach me something yaar"

i wondered who the hell is this.

o sorry, it was our group member soya.

he used to utter these lines most often like some mantras. i think someone may have told him that it could bring happiness in your life.

in background"Fuck me....................................................or i'll fuck you."

what should i do with this guy ? i think i should do the same what i have done before

IGNORE him.

"connections,connections,connections....i want to know about connections."

baba told this. but what is the need to tell three times "connections".

i think he believes emphasizing by telling more times or its his filtered voice that makes him insecure about his presence.

in all this mess i have been noticing a boy, may be he would be in 8th standard, who used to come,open the door silently,look at everyone's face and then go back i dont know where...

i could not refrain myself asking him when he came 25th time"who are you, what do you want exactly..?"

he looked at me,shut the door very slowly so that even hinges would not notice and disappeared..

i could not restrict myself from going behind him and asked very loudly,yes loudly,

"who are you and what the heck do you want,why you always come,stares at everyone and goes back,and why dont you answer any of my question...?"

complete lull everywhere, it was not due to my loud voice but i think everyone wanted to know about that mysterious person.

i looked into his eyes,even eyes were silent,face was like "NO-EXPRESSION-ON-MY-FACE"...

then i noticed his lips were about to move, i noticed his breath,then he finally uttered in BOND-OO7 style

"JOCKEY..........RADIO JOCKEY"