Two Evils

Taking forward introduction of characters, I want to introduce two more characters. One is GV and other is Mathew. These are two evils of IMT, very touchy about me saying anything about them on my blog.

About GV, This guy has lived in Hostel for almost entire life. Whenever I meet him our discussion is centered around either girls or which brand of daru to drink on coming weekend. Drinking alcohol is the only thing that he plans in advance, rest of the things just happen by chance.

Whenever I encounter him in the mess, with his wide lively eyes he would say:
“Boss daru peete hain”
If I nod affirmatively he would say, “Lets drink xyz this weekend”.
He would say xyz in such a style as if he is talking about blue label, but xyz happens to be some cheapest daru in town given to Jawans on our siachen border to keep their bodies and heads warm and cool respectively. I normally don’t drink anything less than signature( Yes I have classic choices), so each time I have to turn down his request.

Second thing unique about this guy is, he refers to girls as chicks. I mean be it any girl, he would call her chick. I am sure if I take him to my house and ask him to meet my one year old daughter, he would smile mischievously and he would say,

“Kshitij, you have got a nice chick.”

But believe me guys, this guy is such a sweetheart, even if he calls my wife or daughter a chick I won’t mind. I will tell you why. He is a real “friend-in-need, friend-indeed” kind of a guy. In every Economics Quiz he sits next to me and he makes doubly sure that I get as many marks as he gets. (He is having Eco background.)

Once I was feeling heavily depressed and there were three quizzes lined up the next day. I thought of going to Deepak’s room. But I wanted to give Deepak his own space and I didnt go to Deepak’s room. I sent an sos message to GV. I didn’t write anything about my depression but this guy sensed it. He asked me to come for a walk. This was around one am. Just by looking at my face he knew that there was something wrong with my mood. He didn’t ask anything about my problem, that’s called ideal companionship. I mean when a guy is depressed, the last thing he wants to talk about is his problem.

So that night GV talked about Chicks in his life and other interesting stuff, but you know the best part was he never showed any hurry to go back to his books. I mean once he knows that you are facing some problem his problems take absolute backseat. That night we talked for about two hours. Needless to say next day both of us screwed up our quizzes.

Guys, Stuff related to Mathew will rock the whole of IMT, so wait till I take his permission.