where is your underpants ;)

‘married couples should sleep together to give birth to a child’ argued Sanju against mine of ‘tying thali is enough to get child’. By then our class teacher announced “5th B students come form the queue, its getting late for the magic show”

When the magician called for a volunteer for one of the trick we both rushed yet he was lucky. The magician was about to surprise everyone by making Sanju lay a egg which the magician lost in air a moment back. As the magician pulled down Sanju’s trousers for a single instance and in-between he got a egg in his hand, the whole auditorium saw Sanju‘s bum as he didn’t wore underpants.

Except me the whole auditorium was busy laughing, while i was dwelling on the existence of the god as he spared me from Sanju’s embarrassment. ;) yes you guessed it right.

Sashi, a physco who occupies upper cot of our double cot in the school hostel, came running to me and told ‘warden is enquiring who are all not wearing underpants in hostel after Sanju’s incident, you’ll be caught’.

At start of every term, my parents would buy me a new set of things. As the term start, we all will take bath and wash things daily to use newly brought soap, inners, shampoo, powder etc. As the days goes love for new stuffs would worn out, and would be overtaken by laziness. Interval of washing briefs, socks and vests would grow form day, to week, then month, and eventually unwashed for long would turn tough to use and at a point would cease to exist.

The names were called out from the list (non-inners-users) and straight two minutes for a person and a bamboo stick would brake. My heart was pounding and stomach was sicken. In mid Sashi, an known trunk wearer even at the young age of 11, was called from the list and beaten as his claims were ignored similar to others. And guess what god spared me again.

Confused me, as I was stepping into the bed that night found Sashi’s trunk lying beside my pillow which had fallen from my upper cot handle where people in upper cot usually leave their inners to dry. And incidentally (and intellectually ) the list should have been prepared based on drying inners around each one's place. Great escape.

Blog Bonus : Roughly after fifteen years.

Sanju in verge of completing his medical course visited me and was staying in my apartment for a while, which i was sharing with my other friends. Even now he had a peculiar behavior. As soon as he steps into the apartment just with a lungi he gets rid of briefs. Of which he was proud and even defends as “its an form of freedom, a silent fad in my hostel resident of the next generation doctors”

One day I noted that even after tem minutes after stepping into the apartment ‘that behavior’ was missing. When I was about to make fun on him on why he hadn’t removed it, he gagged me saying, “Simple macha only if I'd worn it when I left out I would remove it as I step in”. No more words.