Me- is this pooja…? pooja- ya speaking me-hi I m arihant pooja- who’s arihant…i dnt knw ny arihant me- ya I knw dat u dnt me bt we r in same clg...and m your senior.. pooja- bt I dnt knw u n fr wht u hd cld me.. me- cn v bcum frnds pooja- mai tumhe janti hi nhi aur tumse frndshp kaise krlu…phr hamari baate aise hi thodi der chalti rhi aur 2 din mai maine usse convince kr liya frndshp krne k liye…phr usne kaha mujhe tumko dekhna hai toh maine kaha kal college mai milte hai toh usne mana kr diya. Like the mass of the crowd, they were also feeling the heady effects of the potent ganja smoke and the many alcoholic drinks they all had freely imbibed, not knowing the drinks were slightly spiked with ecstasy.The reason behind the bar coded wrist bands was so the bartenders could track how many spiked drinks were served to an individual to monitor their Ecstasy intake to keep them at a peak and knowing when to just serve them an un-spiked drink so they will not ingest too much E.As they were. When I asked about it, no one could remember the actual names or years or the fraternity. However, it fed my imagination and inspired me to write this story. It is based on a ‘true incident’ with a lot of embellishments. All persons, names, places, events, and descriptions, are purely fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons, names, places, events, or descriptions, is totally unintentional and a pure coincidence. That is, except for the ‘urban myth’ about a sleep walking football frat. .bas ab ek jordar dhakke ki kami reh gai thi ..Maine uski tango ko kas k pakad liya anu fir ek jor ka dhakka mar diya..uski choot bahut jyada kasi hui thi..uske muh se bahut jor ki chheekh nikal gai, mere lund mein bhi bhayanak dard hua, aur itna tel lagane k baad bhi lund kewal do inch andar gaya..usne jhat se apni tangon ko mere peechhe le ja k mujhe jakad liya..ab mai uski marzi samajh gaya tha .. maine bina usko aram karne k mauka diya ek aur jordaar dhakka mar diya aur fir turant hi teesra.