The Explosion- Episode 2

The night before, post Mr UMD's exit.........

Mr B, MR L and Mr TBL were sitting in the room, talking about the day's affairs, abusing all that didn't fair the eye, when I walked in. As usual, crazy ideas were sparking off the brains of all like dream horses with halter in someone's hands, so that it can be pulled back before it takes off to reality. But one such horse came without it. Mr B, strongly seconded by Mr L came up with the idea of exploding a bomb right under the nose of Mr UMD. The room was 317.

Before proceeding, let me tell you about the "good morning to you all" guy, Mr TBL (The Blue Lotus) and the more than needed tall guy Mr L. Rumors had it, that when students got their laptops from college and went door to door for videos, songs, games and movies transfer, Mr TBL was on a mission to procure all the sleazy wallpapers of Jennifer Lopez and Angelina Jolie. Mr TBL, average heighted, wheatish, calculative, receptive and hell of a guy. Mr L, on the other hand was a friend of Mr B since their school days. Well built and full of so much energy that he dissipated it by moving his body like one in an epileptic fit.

The idea sparked by Mr B and fueled by Mr L had sent Mr TBL rolling on the floors. Moments later, realizing that it had put Mr B and Mr L into their "thing".

Now here's the "thing" about Mr L and Mr B. They would "stoot their own horns" if scorned at their idea, just to prove they were right about it.

Since the "thing" had begun, it was sure to pushed further. Calls were sent over to Mr RS.

Mr RS, some one who could ride a bike, taming a snake in one hand and puffing smoke with the other. Tall, dusky and tusky with the affairs that sent a chill down others spine. Involving him meant that even at any point of time, the hatched plan was to be taken off, he wouldn't agree. There was no stop button in his head once he started off.

And as if things were not worse enough, moving in unexpected directions, Mr G entered the room, with his immaculately articulated expressions. Mr G - a short and stout fellow, in those days looked like a con on the run.

I was there, standing speechless, or may be a yes or no in between, seeing before me, the rise of the destructive, stupid idea. Only to realize that I was already a part of it.

Human nature professes an idea, which one is a part of, suddenly turns from a stupid one to an exciting and adventurous idea. So, this adventurous idea had taken off in a flash from one mind to another, adding more destructive loops in it, till it stood before us, a herculean task which by now, was already resolved to be done. Mr RS had taken over.

To be continued............