Happy Holi: The Bhaang Experience

yeeeaaaAAAAH, its Holiy
time for some bhangra and masti..... am I mad???? Bhangra@HOli.... arre Holi hai :)
Jokes apart,I wish all a Happy Holi and may our lives be colourful as this colourful day.
Holi..... the finest of my memories is of the first year in DCE when I planned to stay back in hostel for the celebration and there you are..... apart from the colour and the mud(yes muddy water) there was another worth remembering was the bhaang episode. Having had never tasted this divine(:D) beauty before,I planned to go ahead this time. Well it was served with pakoras(well actually embedded in it like an electronic circuit) and when I started to have one of those delicious thing... I realized the bhaang had no effect. I asked my friends what could the problem be.... but they all laughed it away. I was too lost in my own to notice anything... and I asked the mess guys that was there anything in it..... well they just denied it with a treacherous smile...... And so believing them.... I gobbled up quite a lot of those pakoras and there I was..... still nothing happened..... I said o myself.... that this bhaang thing only affected the weaky ones and was doing some back patting then. half an hour later the lunch was served. And then I realized something was indeed happening to me.... somewhere something was getting wrong. The mess room was literally rotating around me. I sat down again got up sat down got up sat down got up sat down got up... everyone was looking at me. I said to myself "what the hell am I dying... but no I was actually enjoying myself" A guy came near me.... and I felt he was laughing at me.... I slapped him there at once..... the poor guy ran away frantically..I guess my hands proved quite strong for him.
well unable to control myself.... I decided it was time I rushed to my hostel.I left the mess and started strolling back to my hostel which happened to be two km away from the mess as first years were then kept in a separte den. So I went back walking... sitting running.... and somehow I managed to get back to the hostel. I drank some water... but no effect. I was sweating.... and I now began to see two of everything. It was a first hand experience of how the drunkers felt when I used to find them loitering around in the streets.But this was bhaang... it was worse coz it did not come at once but slowly and gradually like a python slowly wrapping up its prey."dinner time baby".... I heard the bhaang say.... "wanna some more pakores you bravy boy"...... "shut the fuck up"...... I heard myself screaming..... I was lost........ then I strarted to feel as if I was flying....... hold me somebody.... aaah but there was none. Catch the bed.... catch the fucking bed,I commanded myself..... and I jumped on the bed as if it was my mistress. And as if sleep grapped me instantly..... I could feel... everything around me calming down and I was landing on my back slowly and gradually.Then as if I was sinking in my bed...............deeper and deeper and I started to feel as if I had penetrated the floor and going deeper and deeper inside.Then suddenly I was falling and what the hell the gravitational pull was increasing and increasing..... defying Newton dada's law... and what the hell and suddenly I woke up............. wow I had slept five hours continuously........ from 2 to 7 in the evening....... and I was feeling very nice... and yes hungry and aroused too. Well the aroused feeling was so high as if it was stinging me.... so was hunger...... I then realized that any hormoneic change in the body would cause a deeper sensation in the body. oooooooaaaaAAAAh. What the hell. Luckily dinner time was nearing...... so I planned to hurry to the mess. Meanwhile my friends were having a time of their life beacuse I had given them enough fodder to be mused. "Uthh gaya Kumbhkaran(So the heavy sleeper has got up)",commented a building mate."Fuck you,asshole",was the timed reaction which we usually resorted and had got habituated to in the hostel ."So when did you turn gay that you want to fuck me",he shot back."Fuck your mom",I defended and that was enough to finally silence him.... So I finally hurried to the mess.My hunger was growing big.... and I realized that if I did'nt control it I would eat up somebody.The food was served and I ate like a horse.Well I took double the normal serves and drank alot of water.I felt a sense of satisfaction after that.But again the sense was so strong that I felt that I was feeling sleepy. What the hell I thought. I rushed back to the hostel.I wanted to sleep. I wanted to call alot of people too especially my parents coz I saw a missed call in my cell from them too. But given the condition I was in I felt hitting the bed would be the best idea. And there I was fast asleep........ yes the bhaang effect was wearing out....but not fully. So this time I wasn't flying around and was in my bed. And as usual... like all other frustrated engineering students I felt the sexual desire rising....and the arousal was high. But yes whatever happened it happened in my sleep. and in the night... I slept at arounf 9-9.30 but got up at 10 in the morning. My mates dont usually bother me but I guess they understood the bhaang effect so they didn't bother to wake me up either. Going for classes wouldn't be good idea, I said to myself.And what more my head wasnt feeling very heavy. That was peculiar.But my eyes were feeling set. But yes there was freshness. Maybe because I used to sleep less everyday that this bhaang gave me years of sound sleep that was due. I called up my mom and dad and suddenly this bhaang thing slipped off my tounge. My father had a good laugh and so did my mom(thank god they didn't get angry warna meri lagi hoti watt).Then my father explained me that bhaang showed its effect slowly and that it would last a couple of days more,one feels hungry alot in this case and anything you feel goes extreme.He further said that I did good by going to sleep or I would have definitely created a scene. Hmmm then I realized one of the guys had told me a story the other night about a guy who too took much of the bhaang and was chasing a rag and those leaves picker girls(or maybe a woman) and thank god he fell to the ground soon enough from where on they had to carry him back to the hostel. I smiled amusingly and said to myself that thank god I wasn't there..... or my engineering degree would be over coz ....... you know it because I wouldn't have fell to the ground to soon.
Anyways paying heed to my father's words and instructions and memorizing the home remedies of my mom like taking lemon water with salt and stuff like that..... I planned it was time to get ready. 12 was getting near and so I decided to push off to the mess. Once again I ate heartily came back slept alot went to the mess again came back slept willfully during the night again and the next day I felt somewhat better. Soon enough everything was getting normal and I stopped jerking around. Attended class,stayed away from the girls for the bhaang effect was still lingering around....... and within anothe day or two I was 100% normal again(or maybe abnormal coz that is my usual state). but the bhaang effect was worth remembering and I really feel smused when I think about it.
But yes after that experience I usually don't take any eateries from anyone during the Holi.... he he he
Anyways... the Holi this time was normal... and not unusual and I hope you people must have also had a jolly good time
time to conclude and go
sayonara
(PS: Sayonara means goodbye and not "saya mein naara" as once one of my friends had commented and too much colour is the Holi effect.... kya karu rang barse bheege chunaar wali.....rang barse :) )