"I KNOW EVERYTHING!!!!"

                                     First day and fooling

I do not need to go in the details about the Registration day and how the line for the medical certificate was. I will, however tell you this much : I got in the line at 12 in the noon and my turn came at 6:30 in the evening. But it was a really nice experience because I got to make some new friends. I don't remember all of their names but I called them Molana Sahib, Wi-Fi, Altaf bhai (he was a karachiite), fauji, Bevafa ( his name is Abu Bakr and he is a really nice kid) Mummy Daddy (because he was there with his mom..... -_-..... Ikr?) and a freak we named "Go Nawaz Go" because that's what he kept repeating after every seven minutes.
We were told to arrive at 10 'o clock to receive our Roll Numbers and for our Orientation (more like Disorientation, its a movie reference, Accepted FYI). But when we went there, we came to know that the Roll number slips were yet to be made. This is the part where it gets interesting for you see, the much dreaded Seniors turned up. Pretty much everybody got ragged, fooled and made fun of. Tears were shed and some idiotic juniors were stupid enough to behave rudely with the Seniors. Badtameezi ensued, hence the tears. Meanwhile I was busy helping my batch mates with finding their allotted hostels. Juniors around me were being taken away and "fooled" in a methodological manner, rather monotonous in my opinion. All of a sudden some seniors called upon the guy next to me. Looking at the desperation on his face, I decided to go in his stead. They, the seniors were like, "What? We didn't call you, anyways a gye ho to thori si kra hi lo," they began with my personal information like my name, my school and college and blah blah blah blah. Then they told me to give them a salute and at the end of the salute, bend over, slap my hands on my butt and say NFC three times loudly. It was not as embarrassing as it seems. Believe me. It was not. They told me to go say hi to the girls and ask them from which departments they were from. I went, introduced myself and  asked. They were really nice tbh.
I came back feeling good and told the Seniors that they were from the BBA department. The Seniors, who had now amounted to roughly 90, told me to go back to the girls and this time I was to scream " I KNOW EVERYTHING!!" followed by villainous laughter. Now that I come to think of it, they must've thought that I was going to chicken out but thank God for making me a human and a beghairat Rana at that. :) So I go there again and tell them not to mind what I am about to do next. They say "Okay, you've got to do what you've got to do," I smile and reply "Thank you, this makes it much easier for me." I lifted my hands up and looked at them and proclaimed, " I know everything...Buahahahahahaha!!!," they started to laugh, I mean c'mon, even you must find it hilarious.
I went back to the Seniors, who were clapping and whistling  by now. They all gave me high fives and I had to hug like about seventy of them. Then each of them said the same thing to me," Yar, this was all tradition, hamare saath bhi hua tha ese hi, tension ny lenee, mind ny krna or koi bhi masla ho to hamein batana, koi parhai mein madad chahiye ho, koi assignment bnwani ho, koi banda mrvana ho ya koi agr badtameezi kre to zroor btana...Aj se ham sab tumhare bhai hein!" It all ended on a rather exciting note. My advice for those of you who are yet to get admission in a university or a college, do not resist the Seniors, get fooled, have a good time and go with the flow. Be a sport, okay? Personally, I enjoyed it all very much. Agle char saal ke liye seniors dost bn gye hein pehle din se . Tomorrow is the first class. Ya Allah madad!