1 year of pure fun!!!!
After schooling , time to opt 4 career...
Getting selected for the fashion designing course was a moment of life for me
As expected journey began with great excitement, with too many dreams ... First few
days were like hell down under for me...we all had to face tough ragging practices, as I was so called obedient gal, so faced all the brutalities by my seniors, those 3 days were like 3 decades, no1 had apathy on us.... we had to carry buckets along with us to the college rather than college bag, applying hair oil in ur hair was must etc, these weird task turned me gloomy, moreover i was new to the town, away from my parents, it all shattered my dreams..
With lost hopes and aspirations i started new life.
and the crowd was good, i soon became friendly with my batchmates and they helped me
to come out of mere depression...
MY group( priyal, poonam, sona, archana, rajeta and ofcourse me)
rocked the campus, by our fulltoosh masti's and hungamas as well got good grades 2...
with those nibu pani's, appie fizz and truth and dare task at the canteen, memories are still lingering..
when we wanted 2 sundays and no mondays,
we all abhored Garima mam's perfection and nita mam scolding but after few week we became habitual of taking out from the other ear..
A teacher, a friend, a philospher and guide none other than gaurika mam, it was our honor to have her as our teacher that she became panacea of our life.. AS life is full of twist and turns she left the college after few months..
AS time passed by assignment became tough, stage presentations, submissions of files, regular test took out heart and soul. we were barely lost souls...
WE 6 fought, taught, laughed, played.. with fights but no conspiracies, with wisdom but seldom jealousy.....
with fun filled heart headed toward life..
we took action mass bunking and were paid for it, the craze of competitions surrounded every where..We were spell bound by Ken's creativity and innovations and were motivated 2...
8 hrs of college timings weren't enough 4 our masti..
How can i forget my college canteen... the most happening place
with Sana's songs and her experiences of ***.
we disciples took knowledge from her.. I still remember her charming and innocent looks..
We bunked the classes and went to Swimming pool area, we bathed, had fun by playing with the ball and coin diving....
The most luckiest among us was Reshma...
With ranjeeta's talk with Ankit and Archana's with Yugal and poonam's with ritesh irritated me and priyal till the core... we abused each other so hard that 1 cant imagine gals saying all this..
Sleeping in textiles lab and getting wet by Indore monsoons was heart throbbing..
Those dandia, garba dances, mirchi's fest. and exhibition enabled us to showcase our talents...
spreading rumors regarding ken sir's guest house place was the most memorable part..
I started drawing with pencils later evolved to steadlers and pen and ink rendering...
I learnt from putting thread into needle to garment stitching, weaving, knitting...
Fabric ornamentation helped us to open our mind and expand our knowledge and creativity..
Gone were the days when we queued up at book depots and stationary...
and fight for those silly things.. we were party animals, laughing shows of our class were fascinating.. Thogh there were unwanted people to in our class who were real meddlers.
With bandi saying tu and main hi ache hain baki sab valle hain..
My heating controversial dispute with Alka showed are real faces to our class..
2 be continue
