“Chutie aur Bavakuf mai dhage bhar ka farak hoai hai” only a true Indian can understand its meaning and if someone doesn’t maybe they should check their nationality.
It was a cool Monday morning, since I started drinking Mondays were usually ‘wet’. This time the ‘Barrels’ (the tag given to heavy drinkers) decided to visit a dam. The dam was good 30-40 Km from our College and a few kilometres walking distance from nearest Railway station. So we decided to take parcel from our Usual Wine shop. Due to coldness of environment we selected Rum and our pocket permitted only ‘Old Monk’. A few who were against rum went for Royal stag.
As we reached the destination railway station we noticed a beer shop there. A man was making “Bhujing” there. ‘Bhujing’ is a chicken dish made by roasting chicken over a hot coal. The flavour of the spices coated over it blending with the coal and Mud flavour and smell makes it too hot to resist. That’s what happened there; we flocked near the Bhujing Centre. The order of 3kgs was a big one and we had to wait half an hour for it. Some suggested that we have beer in that period and it was agreed upon.
This was the first time I was tasting beer. My apprehension was laughed by others. They said it was unheard of, a hard drinking person afraid of beer. In order to escape public ridicule I too agreed for half a bottle.
‘Sir the dam is three kilometres walking; you will need some while walking too’ the shop owner commented.
So a bottle per head of drinking member was agreed upon and it was decided that drinking will be done on the course of walking. The ‘Bhujing’ parcel was given to non drinking members as they were not required to carry a beer bottle. Since the Dam was nearest to Dukes house he was leading, I could read unrest on his face.
‘What’s with you?’
‘Aare, I should have never told you guys about this place’
‘What’s with that’
‘Aare, you won’t understand’
‘try me’
‘I don’t drink. My others friends also don’t drink. We have this dam as a very common spot. Sometimes adults from my colony come here, if they find you all drinking this is sure to reach my house. I would not be able to look in eyes of my parents again’
‘too late mate’
‘I know’
I was pulled back so that we could all take the first sip. I Looked at Tiger, he looked cool. Shiny Reebok shoes, a monkey wash jeans. He wore Hooded G.A.P tee shirt, his bag was hanging from his left shoulder and a bottle of kingfisher strong was in his right hand.
He was chewing a gum. He noticed me looking at him and winked.
‘Cigarette is missing’ I commented.
‘I refrain because girls don’t like to smooch after you had one’ He joked.
‘Good joke’ I applauded.
‘You don’t know me yet, I have a lots of girls fighting for me in my colony.’
‘Wow, I dint know there are so many blind girls in your colony.’
‘Are you?’
Phatak
My reply was stopped by smack on my butt by Scotty.
(Don’t read much into it... What happen between Scotty and me was years latter)
‘Huh?’
‘lets start drinking’
‘yep’
‘cheers’
‘cheers’
‘Cheers’
was the cry around.
I took my first sip of beer, it was Bitter. Bitter then any of other drinks that I had.
‘Try taking bigger sips’ Nicky advised.
We were walking. Being away from City the area was all cool and isolated. You could literally say that there were not even dogs on the road. It was just us walking, having horseplay, goofing around each other some of mate even broke into dance steps walking.
It was haven. I have always heard that beer seldom intoxicates you. But with me only half a bottle was having effect. I was happy, happier then I should have been. I knew something was wrong and yet I wanted to carry on. I took a big sip. ‘How far is the dam?’
‘Tired so early?’
‘Nopz, I wanna have bottoms up! Anybody game?’
‘Guys this is first time ruchu is asking for something lets finish our drinks’
every one was having at least a quarter off bottle left. I looked at mine it was more than a quarter.
‘The person failing gets Red ass’ declared fartu.
‘WATS that?’I was puzzled.
‘Try failing, you’d know’
‘on the count of three’
‘one’
‘two’
cheers
‘Three’cheers
“Cheers”
“cheers” every one replied as bottles collided with each other. I took bottle to my lips and tried drinking slowly so as not to gag myself and loose. When I finished I looked around every one was looking at me.
‘What?’
‘You were the last one to complete.’
‘So?’
‘You failed’
‘no way’ before I could protest someone caught my hand from behind. My legs were held and I was lifted above the ground.
Me getting RED ASS
dhapak...thuud ..the kicks landed on mu butt, back
‘ouch’ I cried
Suddenly my legs were pulled wide and my balls descended now left exposed.
‘Not my balls’ I cried
still one blow crashed on my ball.
‘AGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr’
I was lowered to ground. Everyone was bent laughing. I got up with sore back and hurt ass. I adjusted my clothes. The beer was making my head spin a bit. I was enjoying the pleasant emptiness that had filled my head. The pains on my balls seemed to have a very low effect on my mood. I looked up towards the sky. It was beautiful. Clear blue sky. No trace of cloud. The cool morning breeze was touching the skin and making it shiver. The golden rays of sun were soothing the skin with their warmness. I looked towards the sun. He seemed to be smiling from just behind the majestic mountain.
‘Look at the tip of mountain, it resembles a cock head.’
‘I was wondering why you were looking at it.’ Tiger chuckled.
‘I’d put this bottle in your ass.’ I tried to be mock angry.
‘Ho ho, I am scared! He he he.’
‘Where's your bottle?’
‘kept their, near the tree.’
‘and Duke let you do that?’
‘Do you seriously think he can control so many of us.’
‘nopz.’
‘do you keep asking me silly questions just because you like talking to me?’
‘why would I do that?’
‘don’t know, You act weird many times’
I put the bottle near the tree where others had put them
‘Bloody hypocrite!’
It was Dukes voice. I turned back to look at him.
The sunrays were making his black hairs shine. I was feeling a bit heavy at my legs and hands.
‘I don’t know about the rest but I feel grieved at heart seeing you spread litter around a country side. There is no use of bookish knowledge if you know no better than to keep your country clean......’
He said many things but most were not received by my brain. Sometimes I’m amazed by the processing of my brain. Even in this situation the brain knew the right answer to give to him.
‘Its better that we keep them here, we’ll pick them on our way to home and dump them in suitable garbage bin’
this was not the first time my brain had reacted in this way. Once in Mechanics lecture, The sleep demon had me in his clutches. I was feeling very sleepy partly due to nature of lecture and partly due to the timing and my full tummy just after the lunch. The amount of sleep that has accumulated in my eyes was making me blink every second. When my eyes were open I could see the professor and when my eyes were closed I could see myself in my room in front of PC (Dreaming). I thought I would somehow complete the lecture. I was fighting with my body to keep my eyes open.
‘Are you sleeping or listening?’
My eyes were closed, my body was slumped on the bench in a comfortable position. My head was resting neatly on back support. Yet my brain responded by saying
‘yes sir, I’m listening’
‘this is not the way to sit in the classroom’ the Professor had moved from the board and now was beaming towards me from end of Dias.
‘there are certain rules that should be followed once you are in classroom. No doubt that you all are not kids now. But this is a professional course, and you have to act like Engineers’
I was still in deep sleep. But the damage control department of my brain decided that it’s better to save the rest class from agony of this boring lecture and responded with a firm voice ‘Sorry Sir.’
It was enough to stop his lecture on behaviours and he continued his ‘Trusses’ with just ‘better not happen next time’.
History repeated today . Duke got pacified by my explanation and we continued towards dam.DAM The
entrance to dam was marshy and we had to jump from one brick or a dry spot to another. I was extreme cautious in making my jumps. I did not want to be subject of ridicule again for not being boy enough to get my footing right. I reached the firm ground and with a very ‘nothing much achieved’ attitude looked at the others.
Scotty was down towards the water.
'wats he doing down there?'
'because of your girlish walking you missed a Kodak slip by Scotty.' Tiger explained. 'we were expecting you to fall, but Scotty fell' he added.
We walked for another 15 minutes so as to reach an isolated spot. We sat on the rocks near the water. The beer effect was over and now it was turn for some Hard drinking.
Tiger was handsome, Tiger was cool. Tiger had a wonderful dressing sense and witty sense of Humour. Tiger had athletic body and could play many sports with ease and was expert in many. Tiger was a craze in girls too and teacher found him sincere too. Tiger had many friend and was famous among guys too. Tiger was expert trekker and sure member of all the parties and picnic that went around. Tiger was everything . but he couldn't swim. Not just that he was hydrophobic.
The area around the bank of dam backwater was relatively shallow . The hydrophilic members of our group were already in water
Duke went a bit further and marked the spot from where the water started being deep. the place where he was swimming was also good 6-7 ft. deep but acceptable for swimming for a armature swimmer to explore.
After a quarter of an hour of swimming session we were sitting on the rocks near the water bank.
a few had taken pains to neatly arrange all the bottles and the plastic cups.
Tiger was sitting o a rock clicking pictures of those who were still in.
'Why are you sitting outside?' Fartu asked Tiger.
'Aare, I forgot to bring my swimming trunk'
'swim in your underwear'
'my underwear is too tiny, you can see my pubic hairs coming out from it'
'why do you wear such a tiny underwear?' Nicky joined the fun.
'Because girls like it' he said with a grin. 'and a few fag's too'
there was a outburst of laughter. I was sure that the comment was directed at me. I did not dare to look up. the tension had caused my body to release pheromones. I could feel the heat on my neck and behind my ears. I kept myself busy by unpacking the glasses. I could feel the heat of stares on my back and in order to compensate my tension and act cool, I uncorked the bottle of Rum.
'today your Ruchi is in full form' Nicks commented, Without looking up I knew the comment was directed at Tiger.
And true to my prediction it was Tiger who answered
'maybe he forgot the rule' Tiger commented.
Then the realization of my mistake dawned upon me. I thought about acting innocent , But a mind said not to be sissy and accept the challenge. before I could shock everybody by accepting the challenge Nicky handed me the shot glass. This was my first time to try a full neat shot of Rum {for my non alcoholic friends, neat means without mixing ;) } and so my apprehension was predictable.
I know it sounds weird and may be would absurd to some peoples but I Thought about lord Hanuman to give me strength to finish the task. Thinking 'Jai Bajarangabali' I gulped the liquid in one fluid motion.
there was a strong gag sensation, the liquor tasted like a badly made Ayurvedic medicine and its smell was like burning rubber. It went burning my food pipe from my Throat to stomach. But bottom line was I did it.
'Ruchi, are you alright'
'nopez, nopez nopez' I said shaking my head vigorously.
'what, happen?' tiger was on edge of outburst of another laughing outburst and was beaming in my direction.
' m rocking'
I got up and stretched my hands, Reading my mind Duke and Fartu took position . Tiger realised the fishy position of our standing, but before he could slip we pounced upon him. Fartu if you have forgotten was captain of our college cricket team, 6'5" tall with broad shoulder and strength like a bull. He grasped Tiger from behind and kept him firm in his position. Nicks caught his legs which he was thrashing to get away from Fartu. Duke removed his tee, as I started unbuckling his belt. I looked up, our eyes met. There was a twinkle in his eyes, this usually meant my death, I too realised the trick position I was in, kneeling in front of him, Unbuttoning and unzipping his jeans to revel his Calvin Klein tiger's Undies
bikini style underwear.tiger's Undies black waistband bearing the
manufactures name and a red cloth covering his pubes and butts. I pulled his pants down completely. With coordination with Nicky who was holding his legs I was able to remove them completely. He was thrown in water as he kept hurling abuses at us.
He walked out of water shaking, Nicks started rubbing salt by singing 'samundar mai naha ke aur bhi namkin ho gayi ho.'
his CK was clinging to his penis and it looked considerably large which meant he was semi-erect as me. I just took a quick look at him so as not to get caught ogling him.
There was outburst of laughter as he got out of water. Sat on rock where and asked Nicks for a cigarette.
'oh ho' was all nick said while handing him the cigarette and a matchbox.
Tiger Smoking
Tiger took a puff and exhaled.Tiger Smoking
'not that way you poof.'
Tiger offered the cigarette to Nicky for guidance.
'Wrong again, that's not the way to offer, you offer holding it between thumb and fore finger
'yep that's right, see you are suppose to take the smoke in your lungs, spoil them and then release it, Notice the difference in thickness and colour of smoke'
After display of perfect smoking technique Nicky handed the stick back to Tiger so that he could continue. Nicky made drinks for everyone which meant we had to drink hard pegs. His idea of ideal peg was mixing equal percent Drink and soda and adding a bit water. Many a times there was more alcohol then soda. But it was law of land that if Nicky is around he would make the drinks. The spicy 'bhujing' with Rum was excellent combination in cool breeze an a dam with our bodies wet.
Many says that alcohol is much more intoxicating if your brain has supply of fresh air. I am not sure if it was that or The mere quantity of alcohol consumption but my body was definitely feeling heavy and my head light. There was a renewed enthusiasm in me. For the third peg it was decided we drink neat. Neat meant high rate of intoxication.
I don't know even now how much sissy or fool or stupid my friends took me to. Sometime I'm not even sure how much I am, But I was definitely wise that they were waiting for me to get drunk and revel my inner secret. That's what they did with Scotty a few months back when I was designated non-drinker.
What my inner secret are? That would be another question that would make me write thousands of pages. Apart from my orientation there are a few personal problems that my 'self respect' won't let me divulge that information even here. Wow m so hypocrite or just being intelligent may be. But bottom line was that I did not want to spill the bean on myself. Or 'fucking my own ass' would be a better representation of the after mirth of me getting tulli.
I decided that I better drink slowly, slow drinking meant slow rate of absorption and better chances of avoiding future embarrassments. I glanced at tiger, he too looked in dilemma, he looked unsure about the setup, a thin hope got birth in my mind, maybe this was an elaborate setup for Tiger.
I did not know that a faint smile had appeared on my face. Nick sized this opportunity to get me in jeopardy and asked me to complete the drink.
Drunk as I was got bullied by pressure and had to finish the peg fast, but my subconscious mind which was losing control, in last attempt to rescue me from future troubles pulled tiger in pit too.
I noticed the happiness in Nicks face, why would he not be ? He had hit two target in one arrow.
Secretly many would be happy to pull tigers legs, but will they come out against him was again a question.
The train of thoughts that was pacing around my brain slowed at the red signal brought by sensory nerves connected with the facial skin. I looked up to see who was sprinkling water over me and was bemused (for no particular reason) to see clouds weeping over me.
I was wet from the swimming and was just in my shorts yet I ran for shelter under a tree. Under the tree there was a tempting rock which looked inviting to be a good bed. As if not wanting to hurt the feeling of rock, I slept on it.
"why did you follow me here?" I heard tigers voice.
I looked up to find Tiger sitting on rock legs stretched, his back resting against the Bark of tree. He was having his mobile in left hand and a cigarette in right.
'I just came to take shelter' I replied.
'Don't lie'
'why would 'I' follow you?'
'maybe coz you enjoy sucking me'
'are ya out of your mind?'
'see you have boner thinking about me'
'stop bothering me'
'see m horny , Suck me!'
'you are drunk, that's what you are.'
I again went to my sleeping position.
'See this' He pushed his mobile in my palm.
'What the fuck is this?'
'video proof of you sucking me, "darling bitch" .I'm sure the others will enjoy this today......'
I got up and started to walk away. I wanted space, time to think about what had hit me. I went in direction of mountains, opposite to where the rest of group was sitting. Tiger came after me, cuddled
me from behind. It was his usual way of saying sorry to me. I could feel his breath on my ears.
'I am serious'
I tried to release myself from his grip.
'Its not about me being horny, Its about putting you to your position'
He pushed me to ground and yanked my shorts. I got on my feet's quickly and tried snatching my shorts back. He threw them on a babool tree. Shorts got struck on thorns well above from where I could pull it back. Nevertheless I tried by jumping to my fullest. The alcohol had made me unstable. I kept falling every time I jumped.
Tiger was laughing like a maniac.
"enough of Stupidity' he said holding my neck from behind by his left hand. Positioning my head so that our eyes met for first time since the our drink.
I felt his fingers on waistband of my Jockey underwear. He pulled the elastic as far as he could. I stayed motion less. Watching depth in his brown eyes. His pupils dilated as my waist band came Crashing on my balls. Even under influence of alcohol it hurt. I was on my all four, waiting for the pain to subside. Tiger caught my hairs and pulled me back to my feet. In my anger I tried doing same to him. He caught my hand.
'Don't think of it, or you will end up licking my shoes in front of everyone.'
'I loved you like a brother'
'My dick would love your mouth as urinal, get to work bitch'
I could take it no longer. I ran away from him, Towards the dam, into the water. The warmth of water made me feel better. It wanted to save me from my embarrassment by embracing me in it. I moved forward accepting its invitation. Inch by inch I went inside, walking on my knees. The water level had reached base of my lower lips. The tears in my eyes had blurred my vision and my ears were deafened by the huge cry of humiliation and betrayal in my body. I kept moving forward. I banged into something. My hands wiped the tears out of eyes. I saw a red CK in front of me. I looked up Tiger was looking down at me.
'I have no issue if u want to do it in public.' He said holding me by my hairs.
'What's with you two?' Fartu Enquired from rocks.
'Ruchi is giving me head.' Tiger shouted back
'm Next' Fartu shouted again.
'You should start charging for this, Rs. 5 for eating cum. He he he he he'
SMACK!
With all the power I could muster and all the force I could apply, I had punched his balls. The pain that build in his body was so much that no sound escaped his mouth. Pain made him crash on his knees. He was cupping his balls. The devil inside me was not yet satisfied. I forced his head underwater and pushed him deeper into the Dam.
I got up, turned and started walking outside the water towards the rocks. I reached rocks, poured myself another glass of Rum. In one sip I drowned the drink in my body. I looked at Tigers, He was still in water, In position I had left him in. Face down, body floating. Oddly his legs were floating too. I looked up, towards the sky. My body arched back and went into oblivion.
*****************************************************
'is he alive?'
'can't say, I can't hear him breath.'
' try pressing his stomach'
'make him breath.'
' will he make it?'
'I... I, don't think so ...'
my eyes were open, sun was still in same place which made me realise that not much time has passed. I moved my neck around a bit, No one was surrounding me. I raised my head a little, everyone was gathered around someone else. I tried to walk towards them. I had lost my footings, the legs were not obeying my commands. The head was spinning, the vision would rotate to some angle stop and then return to where it started before. Swinging as I was , I reached near the crowd.
'What happened?' I asked.
My lips moved but no sound came from it. I touched shoulder of nearest person. Scotty turned back, pushed me to ground.
'What did you do to TIGER?' he sobbed.
What had happened, I could recollect nothing. Everything was spinning. Scotty had turned his back on me.
'God, please don't let him die' I prayed.
Clouds withered away, revelling the yellow ball of light. I closed my eyes. When I woke up, I was in nearby friends farm house, Tiger had somehow survived.
Many asked what had happened in the water, I continued my stand of not recollecting anything.
Tiger hugged me when I met him first time after the incident. When we were alone playing TT he asked 'Kya hua tha?' What had happen
'jab tujhe yaad nahi tho mujhe kaise yaad hoga' I replied with a smile.When you dont remember, how Can I
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