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what it means to me. If you think you do, I feel about a millionfold better

                than that!’ she shouted and everyone laughed. The two girls who had cried
                hugged her and cried a bit more. ‘Though I wasn’t joking completely. I
                have finished a bit of it.’

                   There was a fresh round of banter, after which the room slowly
                transformed into a college hostel room after the last exam for which no one

                had studied, everyone thankful that it was over. Pihu’s parents left. Soon,
                the room was what teachers in school describe as a fish market! They

                shouted, joked, laughed, cursed and fell all over each other. Pihu saw
                Dushyant grumble and mumble irritably in his sleep, but no one was in any

                mood to mellow down. They started to discuss their various professors,
                their quirks, the dissections, other medical-college stuff and uninteresting
                college gossip about who got caught making out and who was cheating on

                whom. In the middle of the conversation, she would close her eyes for a
                split second and imagine herself amongst frozen corpses, driving a knife

                through them, studying their slimy insides and taking elaborate notes. In
                those moments, she felt like she had lived a lifetime. Venugopal ordered

                pizzas, stuffed with molten cheese of three delightful kinds, for all of them
                and they ate like hungry cavemen. Pihu could really get people to talk and

                people loved talking to her. Except the guy on the other bed.
                   ‘Can you guys just KEEP IT DOWN? FOR FUCKING HEAVEN’S
                SAKE!’ Dushyant shouted from the other side.

                   ‘What the hell—?’ Venugopal replied.
                   ‘If you don’t fucking leave this ward this very moment, I am going to

                kick you out. All of you,’ Dushyant warned.
                   ‘Try it,’ one of them snapped.

                   ‘Yeah, fuck you,’ added one of the girls who had cried earlier.
                   Dushyant had blood in his eyes, like when those invisible veins in your

                eyes fill up and make their presence felt. ‘Fuck you,’ he sneered and ripped
                out the tubes from his hands. His forehead popped a vein as a stunned Pihu
                watched in horror. Before she could react, Dushyant had jumped at

                Venugopal and hit him with a left hook that landed squarely on his chin.
                Venugopal lay on the floor in evident agony. He moved swiftly to the next
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