Stephen was the sleeping beauty of our room. Any hour of the day, he would be sleeping. Edwin was a Master singer and he had such a beautiful voice. When it came to Light music, the first name that would come to any one's mind in college was Edwin's.I am not gonna talk about myself cos I have blown my trumpet already in my blog. But I have to talk about Robert because this post is dedicated to him. I am purposely using the original names cos even if I change it, my friends would know who I am talking about.
In hostel life no one owns anything. Your bathing soap would be missing from the soap dish. Some one else would be using your towel. Even shirts and trousers would be shared by friends. I was happy that at least, my friends did not use my underwear. Some days I would plan to go out in my best shirt and I would have ironed it and kept it on my bed. But when i return from my bath, Robert would be wearing it.We started calling him the flicker cos if anyone loses anything, we all knew where to find it. It would be in Robert's cupboard.
The very next day, I bought a hair styling gel.I did not keep it inside the shelf. I openly kept it on my table. Robert saw me using the hair gel and I knew he was tempted to try it. But he never had the guts to ask me openly. Days went by and the gel started to decrease in quantity and I knew that he was using it.
I waited for the anti-climax and I knew that i did not have to wait for a long time.The moment we all waited for, finally arrived.The very next day we saw Robert in a new look.He looked like a porn-model molested by an ape.The message was conveyed in an effective way. He never spoke to me again.