Hours after the hostelâ€™s annual dinner, a bunch of five panic stricken girls entered the boys hostel. Chilled to the bone, with their legs trembling with the fear of getting caught and dressed in rather comfortable looking night suits, they looked more attractive than ever. All thanks to the security provided by TIP!
It all started when we were informed that four armed dacoits were on the run and that they could also join us in our hostel annual dinner celebrations. Highly impressed by the look of the eight, healthy, helpless, unarmed guards, we along with the earlier mentioned five alien species were asked to take refuge in the boysâ€™ hotel. We were asked to shut our windows and stay close. The sweet, faint symphony of bullets being fired by the police nearly added to our thrill and excitement. Not to mention, the girls looked so different in the boysâ€™ hotel, or maybe we were inadvertently comparing them with our sweaty, hairy seniors wearing chuddies!
It all ended when the hostel coordinator called the day off, and asked the girls to return to their home sweet home as they were more INSECURE in the boysâ€™ hotel. Thank you for trusting us sir!
After all, itâ€™s all about trust and responsibility. We were so worried that we didnâ€™t sleep the whole night. And how could we. The girls were so insecure! Or maybe it was something else. Again, I would like to thank the security provided by TIP. I really appreciate it. Life in TIP is indeed secure as HELL!