College …..in these days of plus 2 education system,is actually professional training institutes-Gateway to professional life.Amidst this,time for enjoyment and relaxation is a rarity,if you are in medical college chances are even less.For thrissur medical college the two annual events-fine arts and tours provide some kind of relief and the much needed time to explore ourselves…..
Tours-when we think of it comes the ones we made as a batch, boys and girls together…but there were so many tours that belonged entirely to boys.Of those the most interesting one comes in the first week of September-the SPANDAN, to be more precise it is an escape into the world of “wireless roaming”.
Beaches,drinks(its tax free in pondy ) window shopping…. you say it, pondy gives them all.Spandan is a 5 day event of various arts and sports,we used to reach there on the second day as we do not have anything to offer on the first day, then a question may come what we have to do on other 4 days …hmm….better dont ask…
When I think of Spandan, an extraordinary night comes to my mind.You may be wondering what wonderful thing had happened that night,I remember that night not because of anything great but just because of the scary events that took place after we got a ticket in our hand ….a 150 rupee worth nightmare ticket….
The story happened 3 years ago.Heroes of the story- me, Mabu, Aju, Renju and Kethu….inspired by one in the gang we decided to go to a dance bar, along with some seniors and some others of our batch.After searching through each and every corner of Pondy we found one….pass fee is 150 Rs each…hearing this, discussions started, whether its worth paying that much money.As already mentioned that inspirational person again gave some brilliant thoughts such as “you cant get this anywhere in our home town…not even anywhere in Kerala…so lets give it a shot its just 150″ going by majority interest, I also gave that magic figure to get a thing that from that moment behaved so weirdly -the TICKET
We entered the dance bar….oops its was really looking ….bad…………what you used say as LOCAL…. there were people throwing money at the girls dancing and all that sort of stuff. It was awful most of us got that feeling…even then there were some others who cared so much for the money they spent to get in…so they tried hard to enjoy…As time passed almost all of us got outside….4 brave stone hearted extra descent gentlemen remained inside. Among those who got out gathered and cried over that 150 rupees but…I was relieved atleast we got out of that hell….As previously told those 5 heroes not those brave men inside ,but those 5 outside..me,Mabu,Aju,Renju and Kethu decided to buy some drinks to get over that disappointment …we decided to get into a real bar in a hotel that was looking good…we sat at the table,waiter came,gave the menu…we started searching and searching for the right drink after spending almost 15min there …Mabu’s brain started working(as if it was restarting after a shutdown following the dance bar virus)”why we should waste our “precious” money in this luxury hotel bar lets go out and buy drinks from a shop outside ,in the road it will only be half the price”. Great what an idea everyone nodded…Nibu gave a smile with pride thinking of his great idea.So everyone walked out in a line giving back the menus…with a feeling in the mind and saying to themselves “we are not fools”…
All 5 got out …searched for liquor shops….no where to find …those found were closed..then we understood..shops will close early and so you have to get drink from bars after a particular time.Great we again looked at that idea man….so another idea came but this time not from Mabu but from Renju “lets go back to that bar”. So again marched all behind the idea man one by one but with a difference this time -we did not have anything in mind.
Again came the waiter and menus….while everyone looked in the menu ..I searched for the money, along with I got something -the TICKET that made everyone once again remember the nauseating scene inside dance bar ,and then every one lost their interest in drinks… then Ketul said “enough is enough” lets go back…as if all were waiting for someone to say this ,all said in one voice a big YES…Out …again all marched thinking of the bad feeling that 150 rupee ticket was giving us..
It was almost 10.30,we walked to the bus stand…good…. no buses back to college campus…..Great now what…we decided to get an auto..stood there near a junction for the auto and thinking what else could happen to make this wonderful day memorable…then out from nowhere came a bike..guess who?? two policemen…one caught Aju by the shirt ,with just a look Aju understood everything climbed over the bike as if they arrested him…we rest took some time to figure out what was happening….they asked what we were doing there and whether we were drunk (fortunately none)….then idea man Mabu’s brain again started working this time after installing the antivirus…and cried the magic word that even with the kerala police works “Sir nagal medical students aane”…he checked the id cards…then the scene got calm…they asked what we were doing at this time …and we explained that we missed the last bus…they asked us to catch an auto and get back as fast as possible..and they left …we thanked for the moment that made us decide not to drink..if had taken drinks…imagine the lock up punches…
We got an auto and reached college entrance….passed the gate and threw that Ticket away …Then I looked at the watch it was sharp 12….a night we 5 will never forget….