Fresher's 2k21 -Not The Finale

Guess who's back? Daddy's hom... actually Daddy had some work in the past few weeks and thus he left all of his followers hanging on a cliffhanger[All 20 of them].

So, how have you guys been in the past few weeks? I could say that  that I couldn't interact with you people and this made me immensely sad but then I would be lying. Just kidding, keep showing love to this blog and the content will flow freely.

As I was reviewing my past material today, I realized that most of it is just dumb shit but then a promise is a promise and here I am completing the story which I've myself forgotten in some parts.
Wait a minute, I actually need some help remembering the story after the last post...Okay, I'm back with my memory refreshed. Let's Begin!

The last thing I knew was that I was being dragged to the stage by my Shirt, my pant, my hair and some other parts. At that point of time I realized a very important thing, my body fat is no match for seniors hell bent on watching some frightened freshers wetting their pants on the stage.
That is when I knew that I had to be different from these guys present here acting like introverts and set the stage on fire. Actually, I seriously considered setting the stage on fire at that time.

Suppressing these surprising dark thoughts coming out  my mind, I stood in a line of boys, all in my section, awaiting their judgments. I was..a bit shaky so I don't really remember what the others were told to do except for a very refreshing and unique kind of Break Dance from one of my classmates, clad in  Dhoti and Kurta. I guess you know the meaning of refreshing and unique so I wont be explaining that in detail.

Moving on, the time of the day came which I was desperately ready to get over with then but reflecting back now, it was fun and I could have been a bit more free.

I was told to come to the center of the stage and before even being allowed to say something, a woman, three years elder to me, asked in a very sarcastic tone, whether I had come to get married in this Fresher's Party. I won't lie. I looked kind of amazing that day, with my six pack muscles and my perfectly toned body, I guess people had to assume that I was getting married. Unfortunately, for me, I wasn't (Yeah, yeah I know you're thinking that how does a guy like me not end up with at least 10 girlfriends. It's hard man, it's really hard being me).

Reacting to this statement was a necessity and like any normal human being, obviously, my reply to this question was a flying kiss in the general direction of the lady {Facepalm}. I didn't even stop to think about the consequences. I just did it. A plain, unadulterated flying kiss.

That's when the hall erupted with laughter and reflecting to that incident now, I think that probably, the lady was more embarrassed about that reply than me. Every Fourth year uncle literally forced her to come up on the stage with me and honestly though, I felt sorry for her. If that wasn't enough for me , or rather if that wasn't enough for her, I was asked to propose to her while dancing. See, now dancing is where I draw the line. This slim and trim figure cannot do it. It just can't.

Instead of that, I was asked to just say something into the mic and propose to her. Thus again, like any normal human being would do, I recited a line from the critically acclaimed piece of literature- "I'm in Love With The Shape Of You". Yeah exactly, the expression on your face now was exactly my expression on my way back home that day. Then, the "respected seniors" commanded me to dance with her in a ball room style and then I thought that funk it, I'll do the freaking ball dance and get the hell out of here.
This time I really did act like a Normal Homo Sapiens and put my hand forward in a gesture indicating that her hand should be on my hand. Didi double crossed me. She put the mic back into my hands and fled off from the stage. So much for a little shitty dance.


Now, after all the intros were completed, the seniors asked us to dance our way off the stage.People started dancing normally. None of us were good in dancing, except the unique break dance guy, and most of them were either performing the durga puja bhashan dance or the Bhangra. I decided that I wanted to do something different. Bad Choice! Okay, now I need you're imagination power to visualize what step I did there.

Let's start with the facial expression. Imagine yourself at a Monday morning. The expression you have at the time you wake up at the first working day of the week was my expression, savvy? Now, let's come to the body. Imagine someone saying Attention at you're school and you need to stand at attention.That's a pretty good image. Now, move your right hand upwards at 180 degrees to the ground. Now, with the rhythm of the played music, move your fist up and down like you're chanting Vande Maa Taram at the tempo of the music. That is a pretty good description of what I was doing on stage in front of the entire department.

That attracted some more laughs and some more comments from the seniors and this was how I made it to the final round of the challenging Mr. Fresher's tournament.

I would have finished it today but I don't feel like it anymore. So, thank you once again guys so much for reading and as always I will see you, in the next post. Buh-Bye!