Today is Suba-Rao’s birthday. His Facebook was written as “K. Suba Rao says thank you to all his friends for the bday wishes. Sad to know teen age fading away. The best part is, no more 'raining eggs' : ) ”
The mention of ‘raining eggs’ made my mind rush back to the craze we had during campus days. Certainly, even the most serious-looking people may do the craziest things at least once in their lifetime. That was in November 2006, when (if I remembered correctly) all our final exams had just ended, and we were only a few days left to going back home. That was our first semester of our Third Year in university when Kian Tong and Hong Yii were roommates for the first time, residing in Room 213, Block MA4 of the 11th Residential College. Suba-Rao was just next door to him.
Apparently, Suba-Rao and his circle of Indian friends were celebrating the birthday of one of their friends and it certainly ended in the craziest manner. Like Suba-Rao mentioned, ‘raining eggs’. Those guys actually bought a few packets of flour, mixed with a few eggs and water and splashed the goo on each other literally. Outside the block of course, at the road outside or the lawn in the middle of the four surrounding male residential blocks, i.e. MA4, MA5, MA6 and MA7.
That incidence somehow gave a particular someone among us (I don’t know who) some sort of inspiration, but not total plagiarism-lah. (Haha….) Meng Lee had a small electric stove and suggested we cook up something to celebrate our ending of finals (Yeap, sounds like kinda lame, considering we have finals every semester, but it’s just another way of entertaining ourselves. LOL~!). And the easiest way would be none other than a round of steamboat. So all sorts of ingredients were bought, veggie, eggs, vermicelli, crab sticks, fish balls, meat balls and assorted ‘yong tau foo’.
We gathered in MA4-213, considering among us the guys of SKK, those who reside in College 11 had the largest rooms, albeit Meng Lee and I also live there, but MA4-213 was the one that had the easiest access from road-level. And so newspapers were laid on the floor and water was set to boil in the pot on top of the stove, with curtains partly drawn (for we certainly do not want to be seen using a banned electrical appliance! Haha…). All the ingredients were simply prepared at the washing sink in the nearby toilet (Yeah, toilet. But K11’s toilets are generally big and clean, haha), dumped into the pot and picked up with our chopsticks onto our polystyrene plates to go along with chilli sauce. Though not so good at cooking, but it was one way of enjoying ourselves. So there we were, me, Ah Lek, Hong Yii, Kian Tong, Yuen Chin, Tian Fwu, Meng Lee, Jeng Shiun (were Louis, Sze Seng and Soon Seng there? Don’t remember… but all the key people were there anyway. :-P).
As steamboat is called by its name, all the ingredients when eaten certainly made us sweat, prompting a few people to take off their T-shirts. Kian Tong played an episode of the Taiwanese programme Jacky Go! Go! Go! on his desktop that got us laughing while munching on the food. As Kian Tong/Hong Yii’s room window faced the road, it was not too difficult for people to peek in from outside, including girls. Sheue Huey caught us in the ‘red’ when she came to look for Hong Yii to pick up something (was Siew Ling or Joyce with her at that time?).
“Wah! So many stuff. Looks delicious wor!”
“You want? Come in lah!”
“Siau ah! How to go in?!”
Putting that aside, all of us then laid on our backs against the wall, chair, bedpost or whatever stuff in the room we could lay on having had our fill. Some of the guys took out the utensils to wash them and when everything was almost done, Meng Lee and Kian Tong brought in a surprise. A birthday cake! Apparently, Tian Fwu’s 22nd birthday (November 30) was just like about one or two weeks away. But since all of us would be home by then, it was decided to pre-celebrate it (common practice anyway. Haha….).
Bite by bite, the cake was finished. And when all the washing was almost done, the ‘nightmare’ began
Someone had sneaked behind Tian Fwu with a pail of water to give him a ‘birthday splash’. Everyone dashed back into Kian Tong’s room and shut the door
“What the heck?!”
Everybody get out! Nobody’s to stay in the room and isolate himself from the fun!”
So out we were, armed with pails, while each other dashed into different directions whenever at least one of us came charging with a bucket. It didn’t even matter we were half-naked, but the thrill did send some of us running into the motorcycle parking lot outside the college, where everyone passing by, including the people at Angkasa Arcade just right opposite to Block MA4 could see. But it was dark in the night and probably no one could have noticed. As long as the College Principal, a no-nonsense, sometimes unreasonable, PALAPES officer, doesn’t come running to us. Alliances were formed to ‘attack’ a certain person, but no sooner that alliance turned into a ‘betrayal’ when one of the allies was splashed instead.
I was filling up a small pail in the sit-toilet when they came cornering me. Immediately, I picked up the hose and using my thumb to send a high-speed squirt at them. But in the end, I still get drenched. Haha….
At one point, we chased Tian Fwu down to the lawn surrounded by the 4 blocks. At another, some of them chased Kian Tong up to Level 3. Yes, we certainly were crazy, with all the laughs and screams shouting “Don’t let him get away!”. Even Suba-Rao took care not to get splashed by us whenever he stepped out of his room to go to the toilet. Despite all the noise, fortunately, no one lodged a complaint (to be fair, we are not the noisiest. The worst noise I ever heard in UTM was all the howls and curses that came ringing in the dark whenever there’s an electrical blackout during nighttime. But the only one who might complain will be the contracted cleaner next morning (hahaha….) for no sooner the entire corridor of the Right Wing of Level 2 of MA4 was totally wet and the Left Wing also suffered a certain degree of wetness. We laughed until our guts ached.
But that was certainly not over. When the rest of the guys went down back to Block M10 of Tun Dr Ismail Residential College (KTDI), some of them still have not given up the fun yet…… Hohoho!!!
(Due to a high degree of inconvenience, no photos of the 'craze' were taken) :-P
That was in November 2006. Sigh~
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