We do not remember days; we remember moments
~Cesare Pavese
We four were already in KFC outlet in Indiranagar waiting for other two to join. But how can we keep quite in KFC? Started with our burgers, it was supposed to be Rajeev’s party on that day as he was about to travel to Switzerland next day.
Seven year hostel life had let us to weave web of memories to cherish throughout life. But unforgettable was one when we could able to fool our house warden, and since we all four were part of it, it was topic of that hour to laugh out.
“One of reasons why people hold on to memory so tight is because memories are the only thing that don’t change when everyone else change”
We were served with chicken on every alternative Thursday at hostel mess. So that was most loved item for us as we had meager options to change the routine taste. But for our bad luck we were left with no chicken that day, but at teachers service point we could able to see lot of chicken left out, so we tried requesting our great house master to spare some chicken pieces with us. But he rejected the request very elegantly.
Immediate Sunday after that incident we were caught eating chicken by roadside outside school campus by the very same house warden which was against the rule. We all were very much sure that we will be out of school very soon and as result of breaking rules we all were suspended for 15 days. So that’s where cold war began between us and house warden.
Rajeev’s home was in the same city so he was the first one who got humiliated very much from this incident as he had to answer everyone in that city. We all decided to take revenge for this. Since this all started because of chicken we thought only chicken can help us in taking revenge. That was last week in our school before we were passed out of that forever. Every other friend of us were taking autographs and giving gifts to our so called beloved house warden as token of love and affection. We had something else in mind, we four approached our house warden and told him that, “Sir, as this Sunday will be our last day in school, as token of love and affection we would like to invite you for lunch in Rajeev’s House and we will try to cook to show our gratitude and love “. Our warden said yes without knowing our plan.
We had plan to feed him rats saying its chicken, we distributed responsibility of plan, one will get rats and other will get it cleaned , I was the one who was supposed to cook it with the help of menu J . We four got some fried items and rat cage, kept all those fried food items in the rat cage, kept the rat cage in the storeroom of mess. So finally very next morning we could see four rats in the cage. Two of us as planned took that and made sure that it looks like meat. So finally the biggest head ache was cooking and there was lot of hesitation in doing it too.
We washed all rat meat and kept in plate with turmeric powder and chicken masala mixed with that. After some time we soaked them in curds. Now we made out some gravy with coconut paste, onion n ginger garlic paste. We mixed all in gradients and boiled it for some time. Finally we put some rat pieces into it. We put the mixture on oven for some time. When everything was ready no one was ready to taste it. We fried some rat pieces dipped in besan paste as different item. We worked hard in making sure that we are not caught.
Finally when our warden was bought to home, we served everything and he was very happy, he started to talk lot other things and started to suggest us to make good carrier in future. But meanwhile one of friend could not control sir eating rat and went outside and started to vomit. We all were tensed and our warden to start to smell something is fishy, but could not able to find out. We could able to manage somehow. Luckily my cooking was tasty to some extent and we could able to take good revenge on our warden too. Finally Rajeev sent him a letter after he was out of school saying it was rats, asking him sorry for the prank played by us J J I hope he won’t mind about it at least by now.
We were in the mid of our memories, by that time our two more guys joined us. We started our party finally at KFC, had nice food and nice time. We all still have a fear of facing him in school so that’s why we all still skip our alumni days… Hope to see our warden getting changed soon.
“To feel the taste of food you should be hungry”
PS : It’s not real story, it’s just created one for situation. this was for indibloggers’s competation
