A day I spent in police station during my college days

Dear friends,

All are not so fortunate to step into our mother-in-law's house(police station).. During my college days I had a chance to visit that place once without any prior invitation from there.. My college friend also was bit fortunate to accompany me there..

I am going to tell you what was happened before we both were taken there now.. Take your time to read the incidents...

It was a bright sunny morning on one Saturday when we both have decided to go to T.Nagar for a purchase(not for sighting any girls in Ranganathan st.. Naanga nalla pasanga).. We both were not having bike that time[I don't have it till now :) ].. So we have decided to take a MTC bus.

Around 10 AM in the morning we went to Triplicane bus stop to get route no 12/13 bus which goes to T.Nagar.. We were waiting for the bus(seriously without sighting any girls)..

Since we were standing in front of Rathna cafe, the smell of Idli-Vada-Sambar made us to step inside that hotel to have our breakfast.. I had 4 plates of Idli's and 3 vadas.. Note : I drank two cups of Sambar(as we don't need to pay for it seperately).. Getti chuttni was also good.. We had our breakfast and came out to get the bus..

Soon one lady of around 30/35 years of age approached us with a small boy.. She was asking us some routes and bus no's.. Since she was bit old and not good looking, we both were not much interested in telling her the details.. She told us to keep that small boy with us for 2 mins.. We asked why???? She said she want to go to rest room.. She said she will come back soon and take the small boy from us.. We thought ok and told her to go and come back soon...

We three(me,my friend and small brat) were standing in that bus stand.. Nearly 4/5 buses to T.Nagar crossed us.. She didn't come back.. We are waiting for her to hand over the kid back to her.. Almost 30 mins went and it was around 11 am.. Another 15 mins went passed by..

That idiot stupid little brat started crying.. Ok ok.. Hope you all know why he has started to cry and what he is going shout for.. All would have thought that he is going to tell "Amma, Amma, Amma or Mom, mom...... "...

This time the little devil boy screwed our happiness and started shouting as "Appa, Appa, Appa...." by looking at me.. I got embarrassed and we have decided to escape from that place and leave that boy there alone..

So now the time has come, a police jeep crossed us and one police fellow have seen three of us and that boy was crying with his loud voice(calling me as Appa). I was holding his hands too.. He stopped the jeep, came near to me and asked who is that boy.. I said I don't know and told he came with a lady, who didn't turned back..

He was not believing us.. Fortunately that boy stopped shouting when the police fellow came near to us.. So soon he started to cry again and told me "Appa" thrice in front of that fellow.. I was gone case.. That fellow looked at me with a rude face.. I guess he has decided that we are the kidnapper's.. So we both have been taken to near by Triplicane police station for an investigation..

First time we are in mother-in-law's house.. Investigation started very decently.. 2/3 police men asked us lot of questions like where you got his boy from ?? who is that lady?? how she looks like??... We answered all their queries.. Finally one guy started putting blame on us and decided to book a case against us.. We both got angry and started giving him a non-sense answers.. He in turn got pizzed off and started kicking us.. That police wala gave me one kick on my stomach in front of everyone in station.. I shouted so loudly, loudly and it made my dad to get up.. My dad then kicked me and woke me up from a deep sleep.. When I got up it was the same bright sunny morning on one Saturday and the time was around 8 AM. Fortunately my dad kicked me bit early or else I would have got more beatings from that police wala.. I have thanked my father for helping me to come out of that situation.. Ella - Don't worry be happy................................