‘Outside-REC’ Admission Season. We had to apply to the University for confidential marksheets – and we didn’t know how to. A ‘friend’ of ours volunteered to go to Trivandrum and find out. But as there was no news from the guy even after a week – and as time was running out – Biju, Pattar and I decided to go to Trivandrum…


From the station, we bought a pack of Charms. Its denim pack and the launch campaign were already huge hits (Charms is the spirit of freedom, Charms is the way you are). But the cigarette was horrible and we distributed it among to our co-passengers – at least we had the pleasure of seeing them squirm, trying hard to be polite and not throw it away too soon…

We finished our work in the university, had a good time in the city for two days and by the time we started back, we were so broke we didn’t have money even for ciggies.

The train to Cochin was packed and we ended up sitting on floor near the door. From Quilon, one fisherman got in with his nets and stuff, settled down near us, lit a beedi, took a long puff and exhaled luxuriously…and that was more than we could stand. To cut a long story short, we bummed a beedi from the bum, and take it from me, tobacco never tasted better.

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