Your Dreams Are Mine Now by Ravinder Singh Page B

got him quite a few connections in the police. Rupali was scared when Arjun first introduced Prosonjeet to her, but had become okay when Arjun had pointed out the reasons for which Prosonjeet had been booked in the past—holding college strikes, organizing mass protests as peaceful as a candlelight march and as loud and vociferous as to disrupt a few political events on campus.
    ‘I have been a political prisoner you see. No extortion or murder so far!’ he had said and everyone had laughed.
    ‘Look at his tummy, can you believe this fat ass, a year back, had sat on a hunger strike?’ Arjun asked.
    Madhab had added, ‘And in the evenings he would crave for prawn curry, but settle for cheap fish fry. Drama king!’
    Rupali had laughed like crazy while Prosonjeet had made a face. He didn’t like it that his good friends were revealing his secrets.
    Rupali had asked Saloni to join in. She knew that she would feel more comfortable with her roomie around in the company of the new guys. Saloni too was eager to join them. She wanted to make sure that Arjun did not use her innocent roomie to take revenge on Mahajan.
    And that evening, when the five of them had first met each other on the college rooftop, Arjun attempted to establish trust among all of them. He knew how important it was that none of them leaked out any information and each one maintained secrecy. So while explaining the matter to his party workers, who were also his close associates, he hadn’t forgotten to include Saloni, giving her the feeling that she too was an important part of the mission. After he had explained the gravity of the situation in great detail and the risks associated with it, he had let the team, including Madhab and Prosonjeet, watch the video.
    Unlike Prosonjeet, who had mischievously enjoyed watching Mahajan’s aroused expressions, Madhab was disturbed when he saw his cheap animal instincts. ‘Disgusting bastard! His wife should see this!’ he had said in anguish.
    ‘She will anyhow get to know if we play our cards right,’ Arjun had said, after which he talked about the possible challenges. Listening to his concerns, everyone had agreed with him that it would be best not to name anyone as the owner of the video. In order to find a solution, they had first come up with the idea of making a CD and sending it by post to the vice-chancellor’s office with a note attached. But there were a few apprehensions. The biggest being—would the VC even act on it?
    That’s when Prosonjeet had played Sherlock Holmes and suggested what he believed was a brilliant idea. ‘Create an anonymous account and post this on the Internet. YouTube, Facebook, Twitter, everywhere! It’s that simple! Then we need to make sure a few people from the college watch it, bas! I can bet, it will go viral in no time!’
    Everyone was quiet for a while, mulling over the idea. Then Arjun spoke, ‘That sounds good! Really good! I think it addresses both the challenges: It promises to keep us anonymous and if we, through an anonymous ID, post this on our college’s Facebook group, it will definitely go viral. And something like this going viral on a public domain is bound to create maximum damage! Very clever, Prosonjeet!’
    Prosonjeet smiled like he had won a competition. He looked around gloatingly at his friends. Saloni and Rupali too had congratulated Prosonjeet on this master stroke of an idea. But Madhab was still quiet. He had something else on his mind. When Arjun noticed his thoughtfulness he asked him his concerns. Madhab pointed out an important issue in the video. To show them what he was talking about he asked Arjun to replay the video.
    Everyone had surrounded the mobile phone, to see what Madhab was going to talk about. Just before the clip was to end, Madhab asked Arjun to pause it. He said, ‘See, this is almost a two-minute-long video. Raheema’s face isn’t visible till this point. But her face is prominent in the last few seconds. If we post