Chapter 1: How could she do this to me.....

       My sleep was broken with a sudden ring of my new ericsson MINI which I bought a few days back. I am Rik (Ricky) a final year student of JCET, Bhubanesar living in  Hostel no. 7. I slept early because i needed to wake up at 4.30 to prepare for my semester xam . But the reason for which I woke up is something different.
      Pandu called me and said," Quickly come to 4th floor now. Something ODD has happened". He stressed on the word 'odd' in such a manner that m not able to forget it. I quickly put on my slippers and rushed to 4th floor and met Santosh the singer at the stairs. I asked him what has happened. He said," Abe mech ka Pawan nahin tha woh nahin raha......."." What the fuck..kaise hua aur kab?" I asked in a tensed mood. I still can remember the time he was my roomie and the nightouts and boozing. But what was the reason behind this. I really cant understand. I rushed to the room no. D407 and the entrance was full of all mechis and Raju ,his room mate was crying. and i had a glimpse of his hanging legs. I was frozen.

This was the first time I was watching such a scene and first friend of mine who was no more.
           Police came after 20 mins as the superintendent had called them and also his parents. There was a huge amount of crying and shouting when his body was taken for post-mortem . The police could only get a letter from Pawan's hand , written in his own hand writing which Ready( a 2nd year electrical ) told me. In it was written,"I QUIT". Well there wer reasons behind this thing to be written. I said it because he was not yet placed in any of the core companies although many of the other mechis and most of his friends wer placed . He was 1 of the best 12 in his branch and a JACK OF ALL TRADES. That room (407) was sealed and our xam was postponed for 15 days. This thing was some thing good which the best Government college of the state had done for us for the first time. But the main reason was Pawan's death and a strike followed that day for the postponement  of the sem. But the main thing that was encircling in our minds was 'Why the hell pawan did this???'.
         Police released the room after 2days and declared the death as a result of frustration and impact of the heavy load that the degree was impacting on the students and also for not getting a job till now. But all his room mates didn't stay in tat room and that room was locked forever. When his Father came to the hostel for the last time to take all his son's belongings, I could see his watery eyes and the trembling hands to lift up his son's suitcase. I ran towards him and helped him to load it in his car. He knew me as I was Pawan's rommie in 2nd year. He wished me luck and Santosh who just came and helped me lifting the last suitcase and after which he left. We both went off to the  Beetle shop to hav a cigarette and forced each other to laugh but were trying hard to maintain that rappo. After having it we went off to prepare for the TATA POWER campus which was going to visit a famous DEEMED university in our city as our college was unable to maintain its reputation against the money . I went to my room and opened my Transmission and Distribution book and started studying CORONA which I was unable to answer in Jindal Stainless Steel campus and was ashamed of my interview being finished in just 5 mins while others was not less than 20 mins. But I was not able to concentrate on the subject and the face of Pawan's face was joggling in my mind. I still couldn't believe that he was no more. I could also feel what his parents might be going through after losing their young son. I also know that life doesnt end here which i could feel from the laughs and songs being played in other rooms. And eventually the topic was shut infront of the monster semester-the fucker.

          The day had come to run to the battle ground which everybody thinks about in THE 1 NIGHT STAND before the xam i.e the semester. Hence i woke up at 7 , had my bath and rushed towards the bus and signaled Shiba my next rollno and my xam saver to keep a seat for me. I asked if he had done everything or not .Really the first xam is like a budger of Quidditch game of HARRY POTTER. The xam was like that i.e dont ask type. I saw Pawan's X girl friend Sneha who although was looking quite depressed but was with her friends and I wondered what she might be thinking . i.e about the exam or about Pawan or about her new Bf after Pawan. They broke up after the 6th sem which hinted us wen they wer not talking even though standing nearby and crossing eachother. Even Pawan didnt tell any1 about this. I am again dragging into the Pawan topic as he was one of my nice friends. Then finally the exam was over but the tension was not yet gone. 22nd Jan the fate deciding day of many engineers of Jcet had come as after the shut down of Vedanta this was the only Dream Company visiting for most of the electrical students. The most deserving Santosh the singer didnt got but that champ made into BARC later. And the way the deemed university Humiliated us can never be forgotton. Leave it I don want to speak about that thing anymore.

        But the most important thing that I had on 22nd was wen I was talking in phone with my best and oldest friend Navneet whom I met in Facebook after 10 years. I saw a note pad thrown under the water-tank on the terrace of the hostel. I took it up and saw the name Pawan Kalyan on the 1st page. My heart sank as if I had seen a ghost and quickly ran into my room. I sat there for 15 mins and threw tat notepad somewhere. Then my phone rang again with Navneet's name flashing. I told him everything and he laughed loudly and after 2 mins he kept the call. My room mate who was from civil branch was with his girlfriend and was not going to come that night . I called Santosh who was little depressed to my room and we talked for 3-4 hours and he left at 2 am as I was feeling a bit sleepy. I slept but woke up after 10 mins and searched tat pad which was near the legs of my study table. I took it up and saw that in the very first page it was written My memories.... But the condition of the notepad was as if he had tried to tear it and throw it away. I quickly turned the last page and there it was written

                           ".............how could she do this to me.............."

                                                                                                                  (to be continued....)