Clash with the Simians-Sem 1....

Being totally frank with you, I confess, the sole aim of that purposefully pompous title was to create a sort of majestic, "Stephen-Spielberg"ian type aura around my first post... You know...like "the clash with the titans" !! *wink* If any of you had been 'enthu' enough to grab the nearest dictionary as soon as the word popped up, I'm sure you'd have been deflated like a pricked balloon... :D because, simians, spelt out in brutal reality, refers to my (and most of my friends's) mortal enemies... :P the monkeys... Now you get the hunch of what i was saying about the title,don't ya..? i mean, how would "clash with the monkeys" sound like..?! yuck o..!! ;)

         Now, the moment i was sure of being admitted into iit madras, the first thing,seriously, that popped into my head was...phew..now i can at-least be sure of a comfortable and safe college life..
 Pleasing and sensible accommodation, luxurious gardens...naturally popped into my ignorant head... The hostel website also cheerfully depicted the beauty and spaciousness of the girl's hostel, overlooking the library (duh.. what a place to overlook..:P ) ... restaurants and all facilities nearby... it seemed a chunk of heaven on earth... but, aaaah..the sheer irony of it....Every single corny guide-book, every wretched website had happily forgotten to mention the terrible,nay,dangerous companions who would dwell with us as hostel-mates...the SIMI... oh well..:P...i give up...the MONKEYS........ :(
The first morning in the insti, all of us roommates, jumped up at the very first ring of the alarm, all pumped-up (mind , it WAS the first day...! ;)) .. we grabbed our buckets ,towels and poured out altogether....and.........*long silence*.....FULLSTOP...
As i gawked away, one moment, i pinched myself, for the desperate urge to get back into reality... Looking around at my roomies, i, slow as i was, somehow got the point that this was not an early-morning "nightmare"...


Sigh..... There are some moments in life ..when you want to just, goddammit, get out of that location of yours..to somewhere else..ANYWHERE would do...! And WALLAH..!  :\


Thirty or so HUMONGOUS monkeys were luxuriously seated in various positions in and around our wing corridor, practically inches from our feet...Little ones were playing tug of war with  the under wears of some unfortunate neighbors who were enthu enough to do some washing on the first day in insti... i blinked twice... hoping that the temporary darkness would envelope me..... and then....."AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH...." B)
The door jammed close...




That first day...our entire wing crouched by our windows....till 745, till the whole monkey junta, having enjoyed their morning sunbath...slowly patrolled away...to haunt some other unfortunate wing, i suppose... :P Somehow we scrambled to the classes at 8, unbathed and famished...
Our 5yr long wing-war (read ..world war) with the monkeys had begun... :P
As weeks went on, we managed to swallow our fears..and made our troubled ways through the monkey gangs , seemingly unfazed to an outsider..but in reality,our poor hearts beating like a humming bird's wings, right there in our mouths..
We, who had to tiptoe with our buckets...early morning..half asleep...amidst the (ugh) monkey tails..
We,who had to give up umpteen water-bottles (highly provocating for the creatures, though i havent the slightest idea of why..?), in return for our unscathed limbs..
We, who were chased by an occasional fiersome loner, all around the floor...
We, who had to collect our washed clothes (yet, even more "dirty-fied" :( ), from the acacia trees underneath our wing...
We,who nearly broke open our windows,in our anguish to get out,when these little terrorists entered our rooms through the slightest of open doors...
We, who screamed like all-hell broke loose when few mischievous ones, bold enough to grab hold of our legs, and manage to,disgustingly, remain hooked there...




Aahh...One year of fateful co-existence.....We girls have become experts in the research of "how to drive away a monkey".. My personal patented favorite, btw, is the well-exercised (and heavily successful , i must say..! B) ) use of body sprays right in their faces..!! :D I'm sure that many of my wing-mates can very well take a PhD in that subject...
Now, dont consider us to be sadists ..and take that against us... :(
We are all, in essence, animal - lovers...but  obviously, "monkey-haters".... :)
Thus ends my first post.. ( you guys can stop yawning... :P ) i should have based it on something nice..something like parents,friendship,love...you know, dat kinda stuff... ;)
But, who deserves more respect than your Enemy.?!
"Vengeance is our's, my friend ; and we shall repay..." ;) :D