If you dig(think) deep you will get lot of incidents to scribble. As I am leisurely passing my time sitting in office doing nothing productive for the company and reading all newspapers, blogs etc, this incident came to my mind which I thought of jotting down...

I stayed in hostel during my school days. And it was always a celebration when holidays arrive. Our batch had 12 people as hostelites. We called ourselves Mad Max-12. I Dont remember where this name came from . But we all were someway or the other Mad. This incident happened when we were in our 10th standard. The school closed for Onam holidays. Being the senior most students in the school and hostel we were allowed to travel to our hometowns without anybody, guardian, accompanying.

The school is located in Calicut and among the 12 guys 9 were from the same region so that we travelled as a gang. Its a sort of freedom that we used to make full use of. That day arrived and we all boarded green colored city bus to the bus station, where we have to catch Non-stop long distance buses to our place. Among the nine people, seven were from Vadakara and me and Anoop from Kannur. The bus just passed "Crown Theatre", Suddenly an Idea struck to one of the naughty guys. Why cant we go for an English movie. There was a Madonna movie screened. Those days, watching english movies are considered to be a sin and those who did that used to get a lot of appreciaition from the frined's circle. We all got down the next stop and marched to the theatre. People were looking at us as we entered the hall all were wearing white and navy blue uniforms. Anyway we were least bothered about the story or the actors. The intentions were something else.. Movie went on well and next is lunch...

We decided to have a grand lunch.. We went to Hotel Buhari, which is inside the bus station complex itself. Every one ordered what they wanted. We were hungry like anything. I ordered Porotta with beef fry. I still remember the closed box type vessel in which the beef fry was served.. In our gang there were some rich guys also.. so each one thought the other guy will pay... Okay we had a very nice lunch and then came the time to pay the bill.. Bill came to around Rs.160.. The food was so cheap those days compared to now.. so everyone started giving there conributions.. finally managed only 113 rupees ..
SHOCK waves went all through the mass.. Thoughts of cleaning vessels loomed large at us... then this guy came forward. I always admired Roshan.. he was very versatile.. he was good at studies..he used to draw good paintings.. he was a good player.. he had good physique .. He told us to wait outside and he took the bill with him... We all had sigh of relief and murmered standing outside about him and the money he carries... After sometime he came back in hurry and asked us to proceed to the station quickly...

Then we asked him "How did you manage 160?"... for that he replied "This is a treat for you guys for free"... later we realized that even he has not paid anything.. he just went straight to the kitchen had a glass of water and came out cool..

So this inident, we all remember so very clear in our memory and whenever we used to get together we relished these...

We still owe Mr.Buhari Rs.160... That we have decided to pay back with interest one day... waiting for that day... we would like to enact the episode from the begining...