Absolutist’s Day Out – Part 2

VERY IMPORTANT : If you are a student of my esteemed college – READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!

“Riders on the storm,
There’s a killer on the road,
His brain is squirming like a toad,
Take a long holiday,
Let your children play….”

‘Longevity – predominantly, though not exclusively – is the prerogative of a literary school which is virtually non-existent today: Romanticism…Romanticism is the conceptual school of art…
Howard Roark laughed…’

The music is much more worthwhile listening to.
“Into this house we're born,
Into this world we're thrown,
Like a dog without a bone,
An actor out alone,
Riders on the storm…”
It’s a round white sun-mica coated piece of wood balanced on a tree stub – the traditional college canteen table. There are eight people sitting around it. A pile of bags rests on the centre of the table. All eight people have books open in front of them and coffee/tea somewhere nearby. None of them are doing what they appear to be doing.
“Keep your eyes on the road, your hands upon the wheel…”

“Accha shon, magnetometer experiment-e tor M/Bh value koto eschhe?”
- “Aamar khata khule dekhene.”

Does he know what is M and what is Bh, what a magnetometer does? Does he even know the point of the experiment? The only thing he can do is act important and say things about which he has no clue.
“let it roll, baby roll
let it roll, baby roll
let it roll, baby roll
let it roll, all night long.”

“Ki holo, shob shomaye ghum ghum keno? Shara raat porechho nishchoyi?”
- “Na re, vodka hangover”
“ha ha ha, tai?”
What the hell is he laughing at? Look at him, in his excruciatingly yellow shirt with huge red and green checks. Works out everyday, talk about fast bikes and cars, carries an overtly expensive cell phone and hates to take money out of his pockets – your regular jerk. His only achievement in life is doing a rain dance with the gorilla (yes, I mean, the gorilla!) And what is that ‘tumi tumi’ thing? No wonder people suspect him to be gay. The first time I heard about him was when he had a crush on the most ugly girl in our class. Man…what a sad life!
“well, i woke up this morning, i got myself a beer,
well, i woke up this morning, i got myself a beer,
the future's uncertain and the end is always near.”

“Hi!”
- “Hi!”
“I’m organizing war-of-the-rappers, finally!”
- “Good for you”
God! More of his kind! As if one rapper was not bad enough, they are going to have battalions of them!

“Hey! Wassup??”
- “Nothing really. But we’ve got practice today, remember?”
“Hey, I really cant make it dude, I’ve got to meet this jazz pianist blah blah blah…”
Meet the legendary Marru jazz pianist! The most busiest person on earth. He suffers from a phase lag of two months. Any work given to him goes through a fortnight of contemplation, another of processing, another of complete erasure from memory, a week of recollection and the final week of actually doing something. He stands on a huge mound of arrogance, is a world record holder in boasting and gives most people he doesn’t like a very hard time. In a sentence, it’s very hard working with him. Does that bother me?...Naaah!

“If you wanna hang out you've got to take her out, cocaine.
If you wanna get down, down on the ground, cocaine.”
The canteen is such a sad place. Hadn’t it been for the cheap coffee, I wouldn’t think of coming here. Just look around, what a boring bunch of people! The Bcom guys, who stay in college from 10 to 4 just to ‘look’ at girls passing by hoping to get laid someday. The first years, who think they will not make to second year if they don’t study for the class test. Aha! How could I miss her – white top, red jacket and blue jeans. Probably the most glamorous girl in college. English Honours third year I presume. She is just perfect. I could stare at her all day…
“Layla, you got me on my knees.
Layla, I'm begging darling please.
Layla, darling won't you ease my worried mind.”

‘…He knew that the days ahead would be difficult. There were questions to be faced and a plan of action to be prepared. He knew he should think about it. He knew also that he wouldn’t think, because everything was clear to him already, because the plan had been set long ago, and because he wanted to laugh…”

Sigh!