THE RAID! Part 1

It was a day two years ago. My abode was a hostel, a jail, to be precise. When I say jail I mean it. Strict rules were the order of the place. I have described the hostel in another post –‘monkeys in the attic’, in which I mentioned watching movies and the authorities being unaware of that.
It was one of those days, my friend, the proud owner of ‘Durga talkies’ as we call his room, had inadvertently left a movie C.D right on the top of his desk, in full public view. It was careless on his part, and it was the cause of a series of events that changed many things in the hostel.
The sun was setting in, that didn’t mean that people could go out for a stroll, it meant people were to sit and study as the evening study time was coming near.
The Bell rang and silence filled the ambience, the warden was expected to visit the rooms, without being invited of course. We were in the first floor, we saw him coming and we pretended to study. The C.D still on my friend’s table. He briskly walked into each room as if he were entering his own bed room. Then came Durga talkies, he barged in and saw the C.D and confiscated it. He went on to complete his rounds and left the hostel and went to the office to report the incident to the head warden, a martinet. We were unperturbed, as it was just a Movie C.D. He would be let off immediately, with some scolding or at the most a couple of slaps. But what happened the next day was completely unexpected and took us all off guard.
It was the Lunch break and I was eating in the mess, when suddenly the mess in charge comes up and asks if my room were in the first floor. I said yes. He asked me to go to the hostel after Lunch. I acquiesced. I was appalled by his diction. I asked him but he wouldn’t reply. I tossed something into my mouth as I lost my appetite.
I went to the hostel straight away. I could see the head warden his adjutant, with many other students of the first floor and I saw the owner of ‘Durga talkies’ too, without his ID card. In my college if a person is without his sling ID card he is in big trouble.
I came in and it was no vicarious meet when I saw the head warden. He told me to wait, and I duly complied. Nobody would like to mess with him. He was the Jailor of our jail, this jail being the college.
All the students arrived after lunch and then came 5 office assistants; I still didn’t know the reason for this untimely get-together in the hostel premises when the college was working.
It was then I realized that the raid party had just been formed. I was alarmed as I had a lot of things in my luggage that I shouldn’t be having.

To be continued…..