Big City Life-4

Guess who's baaaaacccckkk??? Life continues with the big city life well things continued as usual in B.M.R.I.M.S, bunkin classes, timepass at nites, long walks etc etc One day me, Nafisa n Kriti were sittin in the grounds when came Bick or Bikram Mukherji or B.C. being a Bengali myself i have a thing i don't like Bengali ppl n thought that i won't gel with Bick but life has a way of throwin surprises not only did he became one of my bestest pals but we stayed together for 1 n half yrs n still are spreadin the joy of B.C. as strongly as ever. Bick was born with a major problem he cannot control his mouth, he doesn't realise that he is a puny guy who can kill somebody when he goes shirtless(His nip**** are the 10th wonder of the world n even ppl in Somalia glow with superiority complex when they see him) still he will go n make fun of the Undertaker of the hostel. He was not liked by many ppl includin my the then room mates but he didnt give a shi*. Anyway durin the formative years of hostel there was a rivalry between the 1st floor n the ground floor boys. I lived in the 1st floor while Bick in the ground floor now i had nothing against him but when u are in a group it doesnt matter whose war it is u just have to throw some punches n take some blows. Durin one of our many dinners in the hostel(Food by the way was pathetic, gross n inhumane) Mukul one of our guys went to Bick n told him to get off the chair coz he wanted to sit. Mukul was this hot-headed guy always lookin for a fight n double the size of Bick but Bick being Bick said F-U the seat is mine. I thought Mukul was goin to squash Bick then n there but miraculously he left n asked Bick to come to his room after dinner. Guess wat??? Mr. Bick after dinner enters our room thinkin he was the Great Khali. There were almost 8 guys in the room who eat, slept n dreamt of beatin up Bick one day. Prey cornered Bick was being pushed n shoved like a rag doll everywhere I took pity on the lil guy coz we werent friends then so just the feelin of pity made me enter the rumble. While i was separatin Bick from the guys Suri(Another violent guy!!! I know my company initially in Bangalore was well a lil wacky) got a tube light from somewhere n was tryin to break it on Bick's head. It took me all my might to shove Bick out of the room n also holdin on to Suri n in the scuffle the tube light broke. Suri was happier now he wanted to use the broken tube light to cut open Bick's body n also some specific ahem ahem parts. I held onto him till he started laughin sayin dont worry man its all out of fun n went back to listenin to music(Wacky remember???). Bick went down n started cryin i still don't know why n the ground floor was gearin up for a war seein their brave soldier sheddin tears. That nite was due for a bloodbath had it not for our warden's wife, now our Warden was worthless i can't remember ever hearin his voice but the hostel shook in the name of Sheila amma. She was half of Bick's size but when she opened her mouth even the brawniest of guys took cover. She didn't talk she SCREECHED her voice could make u wish u were deaf or dead. It was like a mixture of charcoal paper brushed on a wall n a spoon being run over a steel plate. She entered the hostel n started shoutin. War was over between the guys but a different one had begun war to keep urself sane, non-deaf n alive. We started listenin to music even the regional ones were appealin now, some put on ear plugs others went under their beds or the toilet. Finally when she had enough she left us carcasses to ponder why n how????