Being good and bad...

The classroom door banged opened and the class came down to pin drop silence, seeing the commander. "is there a fight going on?" "no sir". Someone replied from the back in a low voice. "you are panting like an animal.calm down." "yes sir I am fine". I replied,and went back to my seat. "dont fight.ok?" "yes sir". The class replied in the same voice. When the door was closed again, the whole class started discussing about the whole incident which happened a few minutes ago.
I hope you remember us partying in our dining hall, late night. Most of them do so,a few in their bunks too. But I was surprised,moreover shocked to see the leftovers of someone's party in the classroom. Floor was stained and a polythene cover containing a pepsi can was also leftover. I waited for the person who partied to clean the place. And in a few minutes,the place was clean, but didnt know who did the job. While the lecture was about to begin one guy passed the same polythene cover and asked to keep it in the front. That was just an absurd idea,as the instructor will see the place as untidy. So my mallu friend refused and passed it back. Now the other 'northie' started arguing for no reason. The whole class' attention turned towards them. My friend stared for a while and that provoked the northie. He kicked and stamped on my friend's chair ruthlessly, just like an uncultured person. I got fed up. "naresh behave yourself" I shouted. "mather ch0d, chup re bho$&i ke.."he shouted back to me. I raised from my chair and warned him again. "y are you interfering in their matters?" another northie questioned me. "just because he s my friend and I cant see him being insulted by anyone."
"tho phir aja bho$&i ke." saying this he charge towards me. I stood there while others stopped him approaching me.. He was struggling to get near to me, shouting more and more absurdities. "dosth hein tho aja sale, dum dikha thera." saying this he somehow managed to give me a push on my chest. Now frankly speaking I am such a person who dont get into any kind of fights, and who surrenders even if the person on the other end is wrong. But if someone challenge me like this then I dont think about the history of the person on the other end,nor about my future. I just fi ght back. I rushed to him with my fists closed,ready to make his nose bleed. But my friend pulled me back,while others tried to keep away the other guy. Words were flying in air like daggers,while the commander literally broke into the scene. I was panting like anything. I could smell adrenaline in my nose,which was sufficient enough to make the other guy smell blood in his nose. "is there a fight going on?".....
In one sense, it was a good day. If the commander saw our fight,things would have gone wrong for both of us, at the same time, I had to see my friend being insulted by his counterpart. I dont know whether I did the wrong thing today. After reading this,my new blog visitor,my dad would be saying that what I did was wrong. But being bad for a good reason is good, isn't it?.. What do you think?