(*This is a work of fiction. The characters are fictitious and bear no resemblance to anyone living or dead. Any resemblance, if any, is purely coincidental and unintentional :) )
Mussadi was a lonely soul. Right from his school days he had been yearning for friends. Though academically superior, he was always a beggar when it came to friendship and love. These were things alien to him. Was this god’s will to put a condition on his very existence and keep him deprived of these? This was one question Mussadi always asked to himself. From his school days, for reasons unknown, Mussadi always had a penchant for girlish stuff. He would derive pleasure from smelling lipsticks and rummaging through handbags of aunties who visited his home. He used to get strange sensations whenever he did so. He had felt an irresistible and unexplainable power reek into his veins every time he did so. But, never had he known what proximity to a girl was. He had never known what loving a girl was. He yearned for the feminine touch, the care and love his sweetheart would shower on him. He dreamt of a future which would be his. He wanted to conquer the world. As luck would have it, he landed up in mechanical engineering after finishing his schooling. What followed was a 4 year drought wherein he saw guys mingle with girls in other departments. He could not muster the courage to talk with them. Emotions surged within him but he could not find an outlet to his mounting frustrations. Such was his turmoil that he did not mingle with his batchmates even. He could not see anything materialize in his 4 years of engineering. That was when he decided to bell CAT and do an MBA. He had been told that peer to peer learning would be what his soul was looking for. This was to be his nirvana, he thought.
He got into the