So, this is the story of the Lashkar-e-Jalsa. Indeed, it was less like a group and more like Indian politics, where you have to be henious, unsensitive, clever like a fox and strong like an ox. Until school time Birthday used to be our favorite day of the year; but during techo we were kicked, punched and tossed like an animal on your own b'day. We all did no 'Rada' in college yet we had been beaten like villians of a mithun film. Our precious time of studenthood was wasted under the so called 'Binary Tree'; where the Lashkar made fun of you and teased you. Anyhow we haven suffered and endured all this for 4 (or 5 in some special cases) and are still alive. Now, finally we broke away from this dangerous group; We do not live in fear; We do not ghabrify on our own birthdays; After years of bloodshed and violence, we are free again!
But deep down, somewhere in every heart, we are not happy about it; somehow, we miss all this! Everyday we awake up and do NOT get ready to go to this beautiful place we lovingly called 'TECHO'... We have no one to talk our hearts out as under the binary tree... What will we do on birthdays for rest of our lives, without those kicks and punches?
So, here are some of the relics of the good old days... read them carefully...
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