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Tree#7: Being with a klepto around!!

In my hostel, a single room contains 5 occupants.The room next to me contained only four girls until 2 months ago. That was when another girl came, occupying the honourable 5th position of the next room. Well, we were informed that she had actually been shifted from "The New Hostel" to the old, the reason being....Theft!!!! Wow, that's interesting...!! And needless to say, the other girls went around gossiping about this new entry. Her name, let's say "Roopa" is actually an innocent looking and sort of soft-spoken girl, with a mole near her eyes,that makes her a bit scary. I've this annoying habit of talking to everyone in the vicinity and this girl, was no exception. I took her for granted, just like one another girl. One day, she asked me if I had a samsung charger with me. I shook my head andshe added that she had lost hers and she was desperately needing one. I shook my head and assured her that if I get to find, I'll let her know!

This was 2 days ago. The third day, I was returning to my room after washing the clothes when I saw a group of girls, huddled together in front of Roopa's room, rapidly whispering. Curious, I went to one of them and enquired what it was. The conversation went as follows.

Me: What happened??? Why are you all here?

Swa: It's my friend Ankitha. She....she lost her mobile!!

Me: And....???

Swa: Well, these people here..they're all Roopa's old room mates.

Me: You mean , you suspect Roopa??

Swa: Not exaclty. I'm not sure!! But thes people here,they are cent percent sure that she must have taken it.

Me: When and how did she lost it?

Swa: After the exam. She had kept her and subha's mobile in her bag and went to the exam hall. But after the exams, the bag was missing. And mobiles, along with it.

Me: Whhaa.......t???A bag??? And you think this girl might have stolen the whole bag?? That's bad!

Swa: Someone has seen Roopa come to the hall without a bag, but left with a bag.

Me: Ridiculous!!!

( And I sprinted to my room. I couldn't bear anymore of this crap!)

I addressed to my room mates and told thema bout the incident.

Me: .......... and so, these people are ready to blame her. I mean, people do commit mistakes once. After all, it's in human's natur. But, How can you go on suspecting the same person??? Isn't that prejudiced?

Nev: You never know!

Kee: You're right. Poor girl. How humiliated she must feel!!!

Me: Uh! That's totally bad. I don't like this. I feel so bad for her.

Nev: I saw her having another mobile yday. I haven't seen her having that mob, before.

Me: Seriously, Nev. Are you gonna side with them??

Nev: Maybe or Maybe not.

Me; Uh...I better go and chk again. I'm so damn curious though.

(I came out of my room and saw three girls standing in front of the room, facing each other. I looked closer and found that it was Ankitha (the girl who lost her bag and mob), Another girl( maybe the other girl, who lost her mob) and Roopa.

Roopa : Yeah, I took Ankitha's mobile..But I don't know about hers!!!!

Holy Crap!!! Now did I hear that right?!?! I went into the room, where the other girls were. As I went inside, I saw the trio go down.

Me: What happened??

Swa: It was her , after all.

Me: Wha...t??? Are you sure?? And the bag?

Swa: Ys, she's the one, who stole the bag.

Me: OMG!!! What exactly happened!?

Swa: We atold her about Ankitha's missing bag and told her that we suspected her. She shook her head and she went wild with us for suspecting her. Then, we forced her to open her suitcase and show. And there it was, lying on top of her clothes. But, still she maintained that it was her sister's bag and that she had presented it to her. We opened the bag and found Ankitha's computer book with her name on it. We caught her red handed and demanded the mobile. She said that she didn't find any mobile in that bag. We yanked her pockets out and found Ankitha's mobile. She's still shaking her head if we inquire about the other girl's mobile. That's what the are trying. Trying to persuade her to confess about the other mobile too.

Me: Sigh!!! That *is* horrible. And to think, I actually supported her.

Swa: Even us. Who'd have had so much guts to steal a bag?? And you know what, few hours ago, we were literally crying to her about Ankitha's bag and still she remained indifferent.

Me: Thank god, Atleast you found it now. Heaven knows, what's gonna happen to her.

Swa: Hmm, yeah!

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

P.S: I have more to say...and much more happened after this... I'll start a new post on that. Till then, Adios.

Tree#6: Back to Pavilion??

Sobb...Sob!! I'l leaving tonight reluctantly to my pavilion, that is my college hostel. I know, I love my hostel. But then, I'm really gonna miss my home. This was the longest stay after I joined college. It's been like I stayed here forever. Anyway, time doesn't wait and I must go in order to take up my semester exams. :( Hope I do well! Wish me luck and pray for me wherever you are!!!

Meet you guys, after the exams. Buh BYe!

Tree#5 : A New Life

My Perception of life changed when I first stepped into my new home, my hostel at SASTRA UNIVERSITY, Thanjavur. After being a happy-go-lucky and leading a carefree life for these many years, suddenly, I was burdened with responsibilities. Responsibilities to take care of myself. Previously, this honourable position was taken care of my sweet mother, who pampered her daughter like all mothers do. I had to stick to a timetable, I had to keep my things in order, take care of my books, take care of my health, take care of my food and whew..the-take-care list seemed never-ending. The transition from being a pampered child to an independent individual is difficult and it was definitely a hard time. But, Of course, it was my very own decision. A decision that I'm still optimistic about, a decision that I would never regret, though I still miss many trivial things.

Well, there are many more interesting things in this life, than these trivial things. I would never have come across such lovely people, if I hadn't sacrificed these trivialities. I can after all, take care of the two- buckets of clothes, I end up with every week-end..I can after all manage to offer a minimum space for beautiful, colourful insects in my bed, which mutually consented to give colourful rashes on my skin!!! Isn't this life all about? Understanding and helping each other. Sacrifice few things and gain few things...?? I'm at present proud to be a hostelite at SASTRA with fun-to-the-core and interesting girls around. I definitely miss my home, but hey.. as long as there are these cute gadgets called mobiles with you, home is not very far, after all!!! :)

Tree#4 : Rain, Rain Come again.

Rains are such a pleasure and Rainy days are always fun. The smell of the water-soaked mud, the cool breeze and the sound of the falling drops against the panes can always be relished. But, I realized lately that the real fun on a rainy day is only when you step out of your haven and into the beckoning hands of the windy rain. Having this in mind , I, Ms.Akshaya undertook an experiment to prove the real fun behind it. And the report is as follows :

AIM:

To prove that there is real fun behind getting drenched on a breezy downpour.

THINGS NEEDED:

5% Joyous nature, 5% Courage and 10% braveness (to face the after-math like coming in face to face with a fuming mother). Apart from these, you might also need to wear stuff that are water-proof and of course you might need your limbs and your body.

PRINCIPLE:

The flow of the breeze against your skin and the falling of soft drops (maybe hard too) against your warm skin causes a certain amount of excitement in the nerves within your body, thereby causing happiness and bliss to the one who experiences it.

My PROCEDURE:

1) Get prepared for the big day. In other words, wait for it to rain.

2) If it does’nt rain in your region, shift to a region, where the chances of raining are high.

(In my case, I waited for about 100 days in the almost rain-proof Chennai,then I went to vellore, where it rained even in the first day of my arrival)

3) Plan out well, before you set out. If you are good at predicting the rain, go out somewhere else hours before it rains and then you can return home when it rains and you’ll have a very good excuse that you had no choice but to get drenched, so as to return home.

4) Sterlize the area from adults, esp. people who might cause such a big hindrance.

5) Take a deep breath and plunge into action.

6) Swings your hands-out and walk*. Take deep breaths alternatively and enjoy the fragrance of the fresh mud and the leaves. Enjoy the chillness that spreads through your body.

7) Keep your speed as low as possible.

8) After achieving your mission, get back home to face the consequences**.

*You can also try out other alternatives like dancing, singing ets. Provided there are no witnesses around.

** There are two types: 1) Health-related: You might encounter short-term troubles like cold, cough or fever. Sol: Take antibiotics and medicines.2)Home-related : People who might scold you for your recklessness. Sol: Thankfully , we are created with two ears. Do you know for what?? One for listening, and other for letting unwanted things out. So, do that.

OBSERVATION :

If you watch out carefully, you can very well notice the jubilation, happiness and exhilaration on the faces of people experiencing it. Even after two hours after the saunter, the excitement will be retained and you can see people spreading tales about their adventure.

RESULT:

Thus, it is proved that there is definitely real fun behind getting drenched on a breezy downpour.

Fine, let me get to the point. I wrote this article out of inspiration after my adventure on 20^th June at vellore. Me and my cousins had gone out and we made it a point to return home late. Finally, it was getting dark and so we decided to return home. We were half way through, when suddenly there was a heavy gush of wind pushing us to our sides. Partly scared, we were literally running to our home. We had just reached the corner of the street, when it started to rain cats and dogs. Being the eldest of the clan, I had no choice but to force the other three into a nearby shop. Those kids were begging me to let them in to the rain. Though my inner conscience was giving a ready made nod, I was reluctant. Who will finally face my aunt? Who would be scolded for being so immature? Me, and only me. So, I shook my head. We waited, and waited and waited. It didn’t cease at all. Finally I gave up. The downpour had slowed down a bit and I saw my chance here. I ran into the rain, beckoning the others to follow suit. They were more than happy to do so. We were running and rounding and singing and nobody noticed us. At last, we reached our home only to find my aunt literally giggling at Us. Yay!!! I wasn’t an immature elder after all. And the cherry on top of the cake was that none of us caught cold or ended up sick. That was one happy reminiscence of an awesome day.