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Onam is the festival of Kerala(south Indian state). Gods own country celebrates onam to remember great asura king Mahabali who was noble and kind to his people in Kerala. Wherever the mallus unite, there onam is celebrated. The beauty of the festival lies in its secular fabric. People of all religions, castes and communities celebrate the festival with equal joy and verve. Onam also helps to create an atmosphere of peace and brotherhood by way of various team sports organised on the day. We are also a part of celebration. Onam mark the commemoration of Vamana avatara of Vishnu and the subsequent homecoming of the mythical King Mahabali who Malayalees consider as their King. The meaning of the song sang everywhere in Kerala that day make us remember the situation existed during his ruling period.
When Maveli ruled the land,
All the people were equal.
And people were joyful and
merry;
They were all free from
harm.
There was neither anxiety
nor sickness,
Deaths of children were
unheard of,
There were no lies,
There was neither theft nor
deceit,
And no one was false in
speech either.
Measures and weights were
right;
No one cheated or wronged
his neighbor.
When Maveli ruled the land,
All the people formed one
casteless races

Our college is situated in the birthplace of human civilization and languages. Tamilnadu has its proud of generations and now it is the masterland of education. Here, for last three years we are celebrating Onam with its colours and games. Usually final year students organise Onam celebrations in its strength and unity. We were waiting for our turn to organise the prosperous Onam. Finally this year we got the chance. We were happy and was planning about Onam at its maximum level with the expected money. Everything arranged well and rate for every product we brought were enquired many times to get it maximum best and cheap. I got two regions both stage&decoration and announcing management. Money got allotted for decoration in which I planned of making the statue of great king Mahabali. I had total confidence about the announcing management because I believed I am good at it. So I avoided thinking about that program of vocal practice. The Mahabali was another question. My laziness slow down the work of statue and gave me immense headache that night which left me sleepless. I spend whole night working with the statue and finally I quit without getting perfection at my work. That morning the celebration started wonderfully great. We were in traditional costumes with girls wearing white saree and traditional ornaments.
The official inaugural function started with speeches. I somehow fixed the statue unsatisfied in one of the less noticed position. There was two members allotted for announcements including myself in the morning section. Uncontrollable sleep was fading my face and was disturbing my head. In some parts of my inner head I felt like a drop of spirit is mixed up and spreading.
I started welcoming the guest '' Let's welcome our Respected Guest Mr. .. . .. . . . .  .&$%$%#& " an absolute silence.
I forget his name. I forget what I told before. I don't know what to continue after. I gathered confidence and tried again. Again the same happened. Even if I made mistake my partner adjusted it simply with his talent. I quit that too. A day of failures was enough for me to spoil my mood. Even then I adjusted for  success of celebration and for supporting friends. We danced alongside our Tamil brothers. We made competitions, played games, performed cultural programmes, shared sweet drinks, sang loud, listened to drum music performance etc. The program was a grand success. And I doubt whether this college witnessed such a celebration of happiness before. Everything was going perfect as expected, except my duties.
At that midst of happiness there came a big disaster. Within minutes every face turned sad. As like waves of tsunami something struck hard. Already there was lack of small amount of money even then it was adjustable. But our treasurer missed the balance amount of money in a nearby bakery. Some huge amount.
I was thinking about his mental condition when I heard this shocking news. I adjusted my mind of frustration analysing myself with his condition. I searched for him thinking of rescuing him from my fellow mates in killing him mentally. But their the situation shocked me enough. Everyone there was consoling him saying that incident as a part of fait. His eyes appeared red and his hands were shivering. We together found an alternative source for raising fund. Everyone was trying to make him come back to such a situation like nothing happened. We enjoyed and compelled him to dance with us for getting out of the mood. Finally the celebration ended happily.
I have heard from the juniors that our batch holds the name for unity in the history of mallu batches existed. But this was the first situation in which I realized we had such a unity. Everyone worked hard realizing their importance for such a target. When the disaster struck everyone fought together with confidence and stood brave. I felt such proud being part of such a batch, thinking about the situations. Its worth thankful to god almighty for such a unity and for making me part of such one.

Second year college life had many series of memorable moments to explain. An year that changed everyone to their unbelievable state of building character and habits. An year diverted both our mind sets as well as life. Some of my friends who were feared of something became more brave to face situations and some became serial drinkers, some smokers, some studied how hard life is, some understood how the outside world is and so on.
We elated with joy, made enmity with seniors, clashed each other, forsaken our principles, hardened our friendship, ragged juniors, studied new languages, collected new knowledge and transformed ourselves. Some of my best buddies and their life being room mates attracted me a lot. Their method of unity and living needed to be appreciated in the method of adjusting money maintenance. Following the Jesus Christ with his confident quote they live in present like, there is no tomorrow. If someone is getting money from home today then they spend it on food and celebration. In most of the cases that money have the life of two or four days at least. Then two days are miserable in that week with starving, adjustment and finally debts. The next week opens with other ones money lavishly. The same repeats again and again. They never think about the quantity of money their partner can provide but they only think about the value of money in the correct occasion of starvation. More or less, whether it can satisfy their hunger the money contributes a greater value. Usually at the weekend parties they used to praise each other for the good and tease for the bad. That practice made them in creating a good character by developing the good in them and erasing the bad. They always had the behavior of performing risk full acts for fun ; or else let me say they like something risky and different to act.
I remember a time when we regularly visit tea shop opposite a company at 1 O'clock morning. Coimbatore city police didn't allow roaming after eleven at night. Even we manage escaping from get caught by that money eating bastards. Some time we run to escape from police and it appears to be like 'robbers running with robbed thing' for others. And one day we actually did robbery, not for gain but for fun and experience.
There were nearly five security guards in the college at night. Two in the main entrance, each one before male and female hostels and one at the generator room. We were tired that night and made a plan interesting to make ourselves energetic. We jumped the college wall. One of us were instructed to check the sleeping guards and another one for checking police patrol. Myself, with one of my friend, jumped the wall and moved slowly towards the parking without making noise. We took a cycle lifted it up and shifted it out of the college through up the walls. It was a real thrilling experience with a dilemma of moral interference and fear injection. We three at a time, traveled to the tea shop and the rest came on the second trip. After finishing the tea with jokes and experience-sharing on robbery we came back pedaling. Again we put that cycle back the same way we took it. But this time we made the position of the cycle change so that they should understand the importance and responsibility of guarding.
The next day, when we were entering college the guards were talking about the position change of cycle. We were laughing each other and enquired about the incident. So because we performed a sin we made a confession before the guards asking apology. From that day onwards the security guards are also our great company. In certain occasions they saved us from police while asking for identity. Something interesting usually remains back in heart as the best parts of life.