"Hey Chai! What are you doing?", Meera asked.

"Seniors gave their assignments to finish".

"From our dorm?".

"No. College. Yesterday I said some seniors boys, near cafeteria....".

"Haa... Haa.. Yeah I remember", she cut.

"Afternoon I again saw them near our classroom. They gave this to us and said that they were very busy so we have to finish it by tomorrow afternoon", I explained.

"Continue... Continue", she chuckled.

It wasn't a heavy work, just seven pages only. I finished it and left for dinner with Meera.

Each day that food reminded my mom. I was missing her. She was a great cook but we always complained about it. I realised my mistake after I came here. It would take at-least 15 minutes to identify the names of those recipes.

We came back to our room after the dinner. I scanned the entire room and selected a corner near the wardrobe. I cross folded my leg and sat on floor. Closed my eyes and started meditation.

"Woh.. What are you doing on the floor", Meera shocked.

"I am practicing meditation", I replied without opening my eyes.

"I have my eyes and for god sake they are working great. I asked why you start it suddenly".

"To increase my ability on self control and to decrease heart rate to normal".

"What? What the shit you are talking?", she asked in disgust "Now what happen to your heart?"

"No... Nothing. I am just working on concentration. That's it".

I really didn't know that I can share it with her or not. I didn't doubt her. She was an amazing person and a good friend. But I was not a stable one. So, it seemed better not to share with her.

Again I saw him, that blue shirt. Again my stupid heart raced like a Olympic racer, my breath stuck at throat. It became hard to control it. I tried very hard to stand stable. He had a very nice voice. It was the first time I heard his voice. I managed hard to brought out my words. I felt myself crazy. He asked my contact number, I was little scared. I knew he asked for assignment purpose only but sharing number to strangers was not a good thing. My heart said that gave the number there was no problem with him. My brain said that didn't do that after all he was a stranger. Literally, my stupid things played with me. I regretted for not giving my number, for seconds of time I became desperate to give. I wasn't that much desperate on boys except him. 

Somewhat luck was on my side, he gave his number. For a second I felt that he was also desperate to share his contact. Was he really felt that? Was he also had same feelings like mine? I didn't have answer, but I like that questions. I immediately dialed him and gave my number. I didn't know why i dialed him. My heart strongly urged to dial. I chose my heart above brain. I noticed a small smile curved on his face. He had a very cute smile. He said his name, involuntarily I started liking it. He locked his eyes on mine all long our little conversation. 

He stood 3 feet away from me. I observed him very closely. He was probably 6 foot with average built body.His eyes were not brown, they were honey coloured. His hair was black and silky. His hair locks was dancing on his forehead with air. If he grew his hair, he might look more cute than Naveen. Many girls definitely jealous of his hair. He had lightly trimmed beard and it looked great on him.

Ah Shit! I completely distracted from meditation. I concentrated neither on my breathing nor my heart beat. He completely occupied my brain.I had to get out of him. No.. I had to get him out of my brain. I need a Doraemon to erase my memories of him. He was not Varun, he was Venom. I hate him. Was i really hate him? Oh God! Again confusion.

"Ms. Baba, wake up from your so called sleep", Meera snapped.

"Why?"

"Hey, You still awake? I thought you are sleeping", she chuckled.

"Haha.. Very funny", I replied sarcastically.

"Come on, Seniors calling us", she said checking her mobile.

"Umm... Number?"

"B2", she said their room number.

"Oh God! What they want now?", I dismayed.

"Who knows?"

"Get up", she gave her hand for help. 

I checked my mobile. It was 10 pm already. I left mobile  for charging and went downstairs to second floor. 

From past 2 months, we got habituated to this. Seniors ragging. They called 1st year students when they bored and made us to do different activities. They didn't care any excuses. We had to do whatever they said. That activities were not harsh and vulgar like in movies. Actually good but little irritating and annoying. Last time C6 girls asked me to write twenty table twenty times. Some asked to dance and some asked to sing. Once they asked me to act like I was cooking and to explain the recipe. It was very funny and i looked like a joker. 

Many students were there already in second floor corridor. I didn't understand why everyone gathered. We also joined in them. 

"Is everyone here? Anyone missing?", someone yelled.

"D7  was missing ma'ma", another replied.

"We are here", Meera raised her hand.

"Oh Okay. I didn't see you", same one replied.

"Every one please stay quite", someone yelled, might be Revathi from 3rd year. Everyone stopped and became quite. She had a very good voice and authoritative also. She was the representative for 3rd year girls in dorm. 

"We make this gathering on a purpose. Actually, we are going to discuss about our food facility. We all know our food is not good. To be frank it is worst. So, we have to take this to higher authorities. Before doing that, we have to discuss this with cooking in-charges. They may help us. If they won't help, then we will complain to higher authorities. I think everyone agree with this?", Revathi explained. Almost everyone agreed.

"At 11 pm, cooking in-charge will come to collect the food utensils. So, we all are going down to dining hall now", she ordered. 

A army with nearly 200 members marched down to dining hall. We waited for them in bunkers(sat on dining chairs). Then the opposite force with 10 members arrived. Commander Revathi with supporting soldiers and Commander In-charge (I didn't know his name) discussed for a while. I stood in last line, so it wasn't audible for me. Approximately, after 20 minutes the discussion completed.  Commander Revathi turned towards us and signed to leave. I didn't understand what happen in the discussion. Everyone left to their own rooms. 

After that war I was tired. Goddess of sleep sat on my bed and invited me into her lap. Without  second thought I crawled into my bed, wrapped my blanket and wished 'Good Night' to Meera.