Every night it would venture out of its hiding place(while trying to escape). It would funnily stand up on its hind legs(this is real) and look at me with a "Abe Motu room me khane keliye kuch hey kya?" expression and I would give it a "Abe Chotu go to hell" look. I made it starve and did not give it anything(apart from unsuccessfully trying to shoo it away) feeling that he might take my good gestures seriously and might decide to extend his stay:)
I was constantly under the fear that he might feast on my bags or chappals as a protest!!!
I wasn't in my room one night, as I slept over in another friends room after a night out to complete the ever growing load of assignments. When I came back the next morning and opened the door, to my amusement (and a feeble shriek), I found my little intruder in the bucket which I kept near the door next to my desk. I felt it might have got vexed with my rude attitude and realized that its life was a wretched one coexisting with me in my room. It might have been deeply hurt by its helplessness and decided to commit suicide by jumping into the bucket from the desk(I still cant figure out how it might have gotten into). Luckily there was no water in it.
Meanwhile after I have calmed down, i noticed that the puny infiltrator was trying to come out of the bucket, as if vying for the Beijing Olympics High Jump GOLD.
Poor Chap!!!
I gave the bucket to the hostel cleaner, who would appear at the doorstep of every room once in a lifetime offering to sweep the room. He disposed off the mouse(Alive ofcourse) into the adjoining bushes. It has not seen light for days and quickly merged into the bushes.
Moral of the story:- Dear rat brothers and sisters please do not go to Sravan's room. He is a rude fella and will not entertain his uninvited esteemed(read hungry) guests.
PS:It was a very tiny rat probably a baby when it entered my arena. It must be a rat's version of "Baby's day out".
END OF RAT MANIA!!!
Behind the html story: This is probably the first piece of funny writing I have written. I just joined M.Tech at NIT Warangal. I was allotted an old (somewhat dilapidated) hostel building for some initial period, though now it has very good buildings. I guess this hostel must have been a hub for generations of rats, consisting maybe the great great grandfathers and great great great grandmothers of this little rat too. It was a single occupant room. Luckily we had beds high enough for the rats to nip their enthusiasm to sleep on the bed. The door was rickety and had a small gap between the bottom edge of the door and the floor, enough for this kind of baby mice to come in. After some harrassment by this rat and finally its capture, on the twenty ninth day of september in 2004 which was a Tuesday(too much build up right!!!) I decided to write a small funny piece in my diary. Yes I used to have a diary where I used to pen my thoughts- most important ones ofcourse and avoiding those that can be scandalized:)(hehe), i am also too lazy to maintain a daily account. I have the habit of looking at the funny side of things in life. After reading this story again and again I decided one day I will have a blog of my own and will post this for the world. (This is too much exaggeration ofcourse. I was not even aware that blogs existed at that time. I just wanted to share this with others in some way). Finally it has seen the light of the day. Thanks to the internet and blogspot.com:)
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Good post
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