Boliye, Kyunki Ye Muft Hai

Yesterday, I got to visit another college (thanks to a friend) which was more a typical kind of college. But getting an entry was not the easy part. We assembled at the back door like a Counter Strike team waiting for Sergeant's order "All Clear, Let's Go Boys". After a few minutes of hiding and peeping, guards went for Guthka and Bidi and the way was clear. Upon entering, fierce arrows was what took our attention, Woah!! This college has archery. The sport about which I had only read in my General Knowledge Book or seen on Doordarshan while changing the channel. But still, this college had to do a lot to impress. We then headed straight to the Canteen which was equivalent to the size of our 2 classrooms. No matter how bad your day was or you got a proposal, food is like that darling who's always there for you like Severus Snape. If the canteen was this large, the prices had to be too high. But opposite to our surprise, the costliest item on the menu was Shahi P

So, it is Valentine's Day and like every year, my consistency of being single is more than that of Virat Kohli hitting centuries. With a hopeless head, I went to college just to find that all the ladies were on leave and I was surrounded by just boys. It felt like being a permanent resident of Haryana. On the chai break, I discussed the severity of this issue among my friends. One had a date later, another one like me was dependent on fapping to get some sleep and the third was fixing his Brazilian Omegle date. Instagram and Facebook notifications were full of virtual friends taking love oaths or on dates at Aukaat se Achi Jagah.  With inspiration from Tinder posts on Quora and ScoopWhoop, I decided to take the arrow myself too. This led to the installation of the holy app. The results appeared on the home screen but being an introvert I am, I was hesitant to do the swipes. Left Swipe- I had no right to reject someone who belongs from a gender I was taught to respect in each