Samosa Kahani(The Samosa Story)




"I want to go to UET. This place is a hell! I can't study here…" were my words to my father when I came back home after my first two weeks in EME College. But now as a year has passed, I call EME my home away from home. The time that I have spent in EME college, has let me experience some of the most hilarious moments of my life. Stories make university life memorable and one of the recent and the most interesting of such stories, is The Samosa Kahani.
I personally hate the semester system. After much reflection, I could think of just three advantages of this system. One out of these three is: You get to experience new instructors every six months. Every instructor has his/her own speciality due to which the instructor stays in the memory of the  students forever. One such example is of our maths-III instructor. Apart from being a nice man he is a really good teacher and a dedicated corrector. At his introductory lecture, while introducing himself he said that he was teaching engineering students for so many years but the most annoying thing he faced during his lectures was, 'students using their cell phones during the class'. As a remedy he devised a very effective method. He said, "In my class if someone is found using his cell phone, I will not throw him out of the class. Nor will I report him to the HoD. The student will just have to pay a simple penalty of buying Samose for all the students of the class".
The first few weeks came and went without any caught-in-the-act scenes, but finally we realized that we really need to keep a close eye on each and every one sitting in the class basically for two reasons:
1.      To waste, as much as possible, the time of the class
2.      To have at least one free Samosa per class
 The first prey was a unfortunate fellow whose phone rang during the lecture. As he was supposed to get Samose is the next class, so we were anxiously waiting for that class. But due to one reason or the other, he didn't. Consequently a jury was formed, whose sole purpose was to make sure that the offender acts in accordance with the penalty. He finally did get the Samose and our mission of wasting 15 minutes of the class was accomplished. From this first experience we realized that phone should be kept at vibration during this particular lecture.
One fine morning, we were having our maths class. Our instructor was teaching and all of a sudden, he stopped and said, "Apne ird gird bethe saathion ka khayal rakha karain". All we needed was a hint and spotted one of the class mates using his cell phone soon enough. As soon as he was spotted, a guy in the back exclaimed, "Sir look! Farrukh is calling me on my phone!". A thought came and went, and all of a sudden we realized that we now have three Samosa treats:
1.      The guy who was spotted using the phone
2.      The guy who called the guy at the back
3.      The guy at the back who pulled his phone out of his pocket during the class, to show furrukh's call.
The matter created a fuss. The guy at the back said that he was just showing that he was being called on his phone during the class. The guy who called said that he called before the class started. And the guy who was spotted using the phone said that he would get Samose only on the condition that these two get them too. The jury was called to stand up and make a final decision. Finally it was decided that as the guy at the back pulled out his phone during the class, he should be given the penalty. The time of the call was checked and it was found that the call was made during the class timings. So the guy who called was given the penalty too. And lastly, the guy spotted, agreed on getting Samose. In this way we enjoyed Samose in the next three classes as well. After this incident we learnt the lesson:
1.      Keep your mouth shut if someone calls you during the class
2.      Create a fuss to waste maximum time
3.      As the samose are in the mutual interest of all those not caught, so everyone should be in favour of the penalty rather than in the favour of releasing the offender.
Meanwhile, another instructor of ours got married. We decided to get a treat from him too, which turned to be a thousand rupee note for the whole class. For a week, we kept thinking of a way to spend the thousand rupees we had, but couldn't think of anything worth spending at. As one such instance, we gathered the whole class at Fresh, and after fifteen minutes of useless discussion, the gathering was dispersed as we couldn't decide anything.
Later that week, our math's instructor was teaching us and while studying I had a random glace at my right side. Something seemed suspicious. On observing closely, I realized that one of the students was using his cell phone with such mastery, that he was really difficult to spot! With one hand, having a pen, on the desk, he was pretending to be writing while the other hand(presumably having the cell phone) was cleanly lying beside him on the bench with his head straight towards the white board. As soon as I realized this, I stood up, pointing him out. Another Samosa.
A week after this incident, once I came late to the class. But as I entered I sensed an air of excitement, which soon turned out to be the fact that Babur(the guy I spotted) had gone to get Samose. Moments later, Babur entered, not with a carton full of Samose but with seven, 1.5 Litre bottles of Coka Cola. Out of confusion, I asked him what the matter was, but my question was answered soon enough as two other class mates entered the classroom with a bag of Naan and a carton of Samose. As it turned out, we were going to have a Naan-Samosa + Coke party in the class! It was later revealed that the thousand rupees given by the newly married instructor had been utilized to get Naan-Samosa while Babur agreed on getting bottles instread of Samose. It was the best treat we had in the semester. We really enjoyed having the awesome desi combination. Everything went perfectly fine, but as we were about to resume the lecture, someone at the back called:
"Sir, Nouman mobile phone use kar raha hai!!!"     

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