Vickyyyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Vicky was my boy friend in Banasthali. He was the only one who would make me laugh whenever I was depressed in that dull and monotonous environment. I met him in my first year. How can I forget that time - those lovely days! Our hostel was a big one - and my room no. was 30 (I am so possessive for no. 3 so I took it intentionally) . Well , my neighbors were only people with whom I had any good relations and they became my good friends with time . Their room no. was 31 the last one in the wing. Well , as Banasthali is a women institution , Boys are strictly - Not Allowed. But I was talking about Vicky. So  how I met him ! It was an accident . One morning he came to our hostel (still don't know the reason) . And in my first year I was a bubbly girl , used to jump in corridor , and where ever the music played , I was the first person to dance and create a environment of Masti and Fun. Well , that morning also I was in my usual cheery mood. As soon as I saw a different creature than Girls (we were literally fed up of the sights of girls everywhere) ... I shouted ... eeeeeeee.... see my Boy friend. And from that day Vicky had become my boyfriend. My friends would tease me whenever he would come in the morning (just to meet me - as I always thought) . I was so much enjoying their teasing and all that if anyone would call him - Monkey ! I would blush and reply - Dont call him a Monkey , he is my boy friend. lol ! Even when my little brother asked me if I had any boy friend - I told him - yes , Vicky! The innocent chap believed me ... but when I told him that he was not a man but a monkey , he didn't believe me ...   but when I finally convinced him , he also started teasing me by the name - Vicky. 


Well, by this incident I wanted to show my love for monkeys or a relation with them (though I am very afraid of them , but I love to tease them ). Now come to the point , what happened with me two days back . In the morning around 7 am I went to upstairs to study . I prepared myself with all necessary things (as if I was going on a picnic) . I took a carpet , my mobile , keys of room , some eatables :P and yeah books too. So I sat on floor , though I was feeling sleepy , I was trying hard to concentrate. Suddenly , I felt something in my hairs , in my morning drowsy state , first thought came - who dares to pull my hairs? I looked back... was mum ... it was a monkey ... a moment's stillness... I looked into his eyes ... he peeped into mine... he opened his jaw ... and I shouted ... aaaa mummyyyyyyyy!!!!!! And straight ran away  inside . Still I was shivering. The very first thing I did was - recalling all the names of Gods and their state of jobs and affairs. Then , my face glowed - Hanuman ji... yes... I pleaded - Please Hanuman ji take care of my things --- (   first - mobile , keys then yeah books too) ... please! please! please!... while praying constantly my mind was struggling with thoughts like - (I never pray to Hanuman ji.... kya sochenge wo... wo meri help kyun karenge?  kyun nahi karenge... monkeys unki baat zarur sunenge) please god save my things... huh!!! Now ... I collected my courage , opened the door slightly , peeped outside. No Monkey! Thank God! Thank you Hanuman ji... (gratitude came from my heart). All things are safe. But I couldn't study afterthat. I knew this. All forces are working against my will of studying , can't help :P  But whatever ! I promised myself to never venture on new ideas like this. And then whole day I spent in entertaining everyone by this incident... :)