Bunking Blunder
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The Great Exam Disaster – Part 6: The College Chaos Continues
Aman had survived his first day of college, but the universe had no intention of making life easy for him. From strict professors to suspiciously intelligent classmates, he was now deep in the jungle of higher education.
And, of course, chaos followed him everywhere.
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Chapter 51: The Bunking Blunder
After a week of lectures, assignments, and scary encounters with Verma Sir, Aman finally felt the pressure of college life.
One day, Sid made a grand announcement.
“Bhai log! Aaj bunk maarne ka din hai.”
Aman hesitated. “Bunk? Matlab… class miss karni hai?”
Sid looked at him as if he had asked, "Oxygen ka kya kaam hota hai?"
“Bro, bunking is an art. A college student’s birthright. Tension mat le, koi pakdega nahi.”
Neha smirked. “Yeah, unless Verma Sir finds out. Then you’ll be ‘permanently bunked’ from the attendance sheet.”
Sid waved off the warning. “Verma Sir aaj campus mein nahi hain. Safe hai.”
Aman thought for a moment. “Ek class miss karne se kya hoga? Masti bhi zaroori hai.”
So, the bunking squad—Sid, Rohit, Neha, and Aman—sneaked out of campus and headed to ‘Bittu’s Café’, the ultimate hideout for students escaping lectures.
Aman felt like a rebel.
Aman felt like a free man.
Aman felt like he had outsmarted the system.
Until…
“ROLL NUMBER 34, 36, 42, 51 – COME TO MY OFFICE NOW.”
Verma Sir’s email popped up on their phones like a horror movie jumpscare.
Aman checked his roll number. 42.
“Bhai… hum toh gaye,” Rohit whispered.
Neha facepalmed. “I told you. I told you he has spies everywhere.”
Sid, the ‘bunking expert’, turned pale. “Ab kya karein?”
Aman had only one idea.
"Run."
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Chapter 52: The Escape Plan (Which Failed Miserably)
The squad rushed back to campus like escaped prisoners.
Unfortunately, their ‘stealth mode’ failed completely because:
1. Neha’s bag got stuck in the main gate.
2. Rohit tripped over a coconut seller’s cart.
3. Sid ran so fast he crashed into the principal.
And just like that, they were caught.
Verma Sir stood there, his arms crossed, his glasses reflecting the flames of hell.
“So,” he said in his most dangerous voice, “Bittu’s Café ka menu accha laga?”
Aman’s soul left his body.
Sid tried a last-minute save.
“Sir, we… uh… actually went for a research project?”
Verma Sir raised an eyebrow. “Research? Kis topic pe?”
Aman panicked and blurted out:
“The Economic Impact of Bittu’s Samosas on College Students.”
Silence.
Verma Sir blinked. Twice.
Then he sighed. “One extra assignment for all of you. 3000 words. Due tomorrow.”
Aman wanted to cry. "Bunking se behtar class jaana tha."
Sid muttered, “Next time, we plan better.”
Neha rolled her eyes. “Next time, I’m not coming.”
Rohit rubbed his knee. “Next time, let’s just attend class.”
Verma Sir smirked. “Next time? Oh, there won’t be a next time.”
Aman gulped. Life had just gotten harder.
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Chapter 53: The Mysterious Priya
After surviving the Bunking Disaster, Aman focused on his classes (mainly because he had no other choice).
But he was still curious about Priya, the girl who always sat alone, writing in her notebook.
One day, he finally got a chance to talk to her.
It happened in the library.
Aman had come to return a book (which he had not even opened). He saw Priya sitting in the corner, scribbling furiously in her notebook.
He hesitated but finally gathered courage.
“Uh… tum har waqt likhti rehti ho?”
Priya looked up, surprised. “Haan.”
Aman waited for more words. But none came.
“Accha… kya likhti ho?”
Priya narrowed her eyes. “Tum journalist ho?”
Aman shook his head. “Nahi.”
“Detective?”
“…Nahi?”
“Phir mere likhne mein interest kyun hai?”
Aman froze.
His brain screamed: "BHAI GALAT LADKI SE BAAT CHHED LI HAI."
Priya sighed. “Joke kar rahi hoon. Poetry likhti hoon.”
Aman was surprised. “Poetry? Matlab shayari?”
Priya nodded. “Haan. Lekin kisi ko sunati nahi.”
Aman smiled. “Koi baat nahi. Main bhi apni class notes kisi ko nahi dikhata.”
For the first time, Priya actually laughed.
And just like that, Aman had made a new friend.
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Chapter 54: The College Fest Disaster
Every college has one event where students forget about studies and go full filmy mode.
For RIL, that event was the Annual College Fest.
There were:
Dance competitions
Singing battles
Drama performances
Sports tournaments
And the biggest highlight – the Mr. & Ms. Fresher contest.
Aman, of course, wanted to stay FAR AWAY from any participation.
But fate (and Sid) had other plans.
“Bhai, tu Mr. Fresher ke liye perfect hai!” Sid declared.
Aman choked on his chai. “Main?! Kaisa ‘perfect’? Main toh stage pe jaate hi freeze ho jaata hoon.”
“Bro, tu bas participation form bhar. Baaki ka tension mat le.”
Aman hesitated. “Pakka? Koi bakwas task nahi hoga?”
Sid grinned. “Arey nahi! Bilkul simple competition hai.”
He was lying.
Because one week later, Aman found himself standing on stage, wearing a ridiculous costume, while the host announced:
"And now, our contestants will perform an IMPROMPTU ACT based on random situations!"
Aman’s soul left his body. Again.
To make things worse, his situation was:
"Imagine you are a lost villager in a haunted house."
“Bhai yeh kya naya sawaal hai?!”
Sid was dying of laughter in the audience.
Neha had her phone ready for blackmail material.
Priya actually looked interested.
Aman took a deep breath and stepped forward.
And then…
He sneezed so loudly the microphone echoed across the auditorium.
The audience went silent.
And then… they burst out laughing.
Even the judges were chuckling.
Aman stood there, completely confused.
The host recovered and said, "WELL, that was unexpected! But you know what? Full marks for comedy!"
And just like that, Aman accidentally became the highlight of the fest.
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Chapter 55: The Beginning of a Legendary College Life
Aman’s first month in college had been nothing short of a Bollywood film.
Bunking failed.
Attendance became his mortal enemy.
Professors were scarier than board exams.
He made unexpected friends (and enemies).
And somehow, he became the "Funny Fresher" of the college.
As he left campus that day, he sighed.
"School was crazy. But college? Yeh toh full dhamaal hai."
And somewhere in the distance, his parrot Badshah probably screamed:
"AGLI BAAR BHI YEHI HOGA!"
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