Evil Yatin is back again with another evil prank story to tell (Muhahahahaha). Well, this prank is a meticulously planned act of brilliance. And it has Arun in it again! (From the “longest crap ever” episode)

This goes back to 2001 when I was in the 8^th grade. The Unit tests were going on, two tests a day. 9 am to 10 am and 11am to 12pm. So it was the last day of the unit tests, both being Maths papers (Algebra & Geometry). I woke up that morning, with the whole plan in mind. I told my mother that I’d need her to give me 2 boiled eggs for my recess. Mom gave me this skeptical look for I hardly ever ate boiled eggs. Nevertheless I got my tiffin with 2 boiled eggs in it, and I rode my bicycle to school grinning all the way.

Before the 1^st paper, the 4 of us, Nandan, Punit, Arun and I, were discussing various possible questions, just like everyone else was. For new readers, Arun is the short, thin and ugly kid, who holds the record for the longest crap ever! (Check my previous posts for more details). The 3 of them were in one class for the exam and I was in another, fitting perfectly for my plan.

I finished the 1^st paper well in advance, for Maths was always a strong subject, and hurriedly gave off my paper to the supervisor and came out of the class. All the school bags were kept outside the class. I found mine. And Arun’s too. He was still inside the classroom, answering the paper. I got one boiled egg out of the tiffin and opened his bag and placed the soft, smelly boiled egg in one corner of the main compartment. Having closed the bag properly, I was out of sight. And when the clock struck 10 am, I was back to the scene of the crime. And what do I see?

Arun is standing in the middle of his class, with his bag turned upside down, thumping it up and down frantically, grabbing everyone’s attention and everyone gaping at him and laughing.

“Which filthy pig did this disgusting act of putting an egg in my bag, that too boiled? My bag stinks.”

It was brilliant. Simply brilliant. He finally managed to use a stick and scrape of the remains of the egg out of his bag. By the time he was done, the entire room was stinking. But everyone had a good laugh. Some were still laughing and calling their friends from other classes to come see it.

So finally everything cooled down as it was nearly 11am now and the 2^nd exam had to begin. So we proceeded to our own classes. The 2^nd Maths paper was even simpler, as I finished it and hurriedly submitted my paper and rushed out of the class. And there, innocent as earlier, lying on the floor was Arun’s bag again. And then it was déjà vu all over again.

I got the 2^nd egg out of my bag, opened his bag, and placed the soft smelly egg into a corner of the main compartment of his bag. In fact, in the very same place. And slyly moved away from the scene of the crime. Then I stood on the playground till the exam got over, and the others came out of their classes. Two minutes past the 12 o’clock bell and Punit shouts from the 1^st floor window looking down at me. “Come up, you have to see this!” Well of course I have to, why grow a plant if you can’t get the fruits?

I rushed up to 1^st floor, to see our hero Arun in a rainbow of expressions. He was swearing every dirty word in the book, sweating, thumping the bag up and down again, occasionally laughing and swearing at Nandan as he laughed, and desperately trying to get the egg out of his bag. Apparently it was stuck there this time. I guess the 1^st egg created a sticky bed for the 2^nd one. Ah, Mother Nature’s tricks!

After a heavy 15 minutes or so, the egg was finally out, and so were its remains. I was near to death with laughter, arms around my stomach. Others were rolling on the floor. Wish we took cameras to school. It was such a unique sight.

Well, no he didn’t find out who put them there. And yes he did bring a new bag to school after the exams. As for me, I did develop a liking for boiled eggs. They sure are a whole lot of fun!