022: DRUGGY WHO STOLE WATER TAPS: HOSTEL FILES

 022: DrugGy who stole water taps: HOSTEL files

Coming back from the class, Sanju threw his notebooks in the bed of his C-Block hostel room. He was hungry and to avoid rush, he was going toward mess in a hurry. A boy came running, pushed Sanju and ran toward main gate. Sanju fell on floor backwards. His wrist, back and head were paining, he closed his eyes tried to get up but couldn’t. He opened his eyes and saw Vicky running toward him. With lot of effort Sanju tried to give his right hand thinking Vicky will pull him up. But Vicky ran toward main gate without even looking at Sanju, shouting “Chor Chor, Pakdo Pakdo”. After him, Ronny ran faster and shouted louder than Vicky “Chor, Chor, Pakdo, Pakdo”. Sanju abused Vicky and Ronny even louder and got up himself.

Sanju heard loud noise from main gate. They caught him after a good run.

Hostel was built like a fort. From main gate, a gallery was coming to inside lawn of hostel which had a badminton court. 4 story building was around the lawn like a square.  Gallery was passing through the lawn and was going towards mess. There were only two exits - main gate and small gate from mess. Stair cases from these two gates were going to all floors.

Vicky, Ronny and few others brought that boy to badminton court. Boy had wrench in hand and had come to steal water tabs from bathrooms. Some tabs were stolen a day ago from D Block. Boy came to C block this time and Vicky caught him red handed.

Vicky snatched wrench from boy’s hand, left him on mercy of crowd and then it was free for all. Almost everyone came to hostel due to lunch break, some watched from balcony of their floors and some came down.

Vicky came back to Sanju, Sanju punched him on stomach in a friendly manner for not lifting him up then. Vicky told Sanju to wash his sins in the flowing Ganges in badminton court.

Sanju went down.

He saw that 4-5 hostellers were trying to tie boy’s hands with a rope. Boy was resisting with full of his strength and was more powerful than 4-5 together. He seemed to be fighting for his life as many others were kicking and punching him from all the directions.

His shirt and vest were torn and thrown away. Sanju came closure to avenge and noticed boy’s hands had many marks of injections. He was surely a drug addict. Drugs were not used to be part of hostel culture back then. Sanju had never seen a drug addict before. Boy was pulled into another corner before Sanju could hit him.

Even the most gentle and studious students were going and were trying their hands on him. Boys who never spoke loudly were seen shouting at him. Some tried to save him from mob fury. They were pleading with others to leave him alive. They asked others to have mercy and understand that boy is also a human. No one listened to them.

One hosteller came with a wooden rod to hit the boy. But right before he could hit, a senior snatched rod from his hands. Senior used rod to save the boy from mob. He hit some of the hostellers who were prominent in beating that boy. He then told everyone in very loud authoritative voice: “He also seems to be student. He is stealing because he is a drug addict. We shall not kill him but take to rehabilitation center.”

Along with few other mature seniors, he took the boy to the warden.