Three years have been passed like a blink of an eye. And for the past few days I have been trying everything to distract myself and not think about the fact that the same period won’t ever enter in my life. Life has become too fast and is moving at furious pace. I joined my college in august 2006 with an excitement of meeting new people, making new friends over and above to gain some new experiences and to witness the complexities of life. Nevertheless all this happened with much more perplexity, with more pain, suffering and pleasure (not like 11 minutes by Paulo Coelho) but in very calm and pacific way. First few days were as usual complicated to tolerate strangers, their traps at your back, their back bites and bitching. In between crowd find me, a girl full of attitude and not apt for their friendship. But I so adroitly filled their hearts that they stood spellbound at the end of these 3 yrs. I still remember the time i left my hometown with my mother and dada crying and I couldn’t control myself and bursted in too tears and she admonished me several time that dont talk to strangers much.
Passing out from S.K.V was a great experience,now i had to onlook what actually the life is, it was not easy to survive in other land, away from ur parents and lifetime friends in the midst of strangers. i made new friends they were 24*7 avaialble for me. My results were quite surprising as in first year i hardly studied for 60 days out of 365 and had all the possiblities to flunk atleast in some of the subjects but i somehow managed to clear it with I class. My teachers were amazed by my results because i just attended the college for 7 days in the whole damn year as i was pursuing other course too. I can say that I'm intelligent girl not among those bird brainy who study whole year and cant survive to clear. II year was a little better i subsist for three months, more often than not I cleared with good grades but I expected little better yet I was in merit list. My result is still awaited for final years.
Ordinarily we used to bitch a lot about teachers, that weren’t morally upright. But it was amusing. We as in all friends had hangman in the classrooms our hang outs at chlorophyll and those enchanting musing wont wipe out ever in my life
This post is dedicated to all you horrible, irritating, pathetic people. Thanks for keeping me amused. I am going to miss you all like hell (I can’t believe I said that, but it’s the truth.) Thanks for all the memories. They are good memories. I think this is the best thank you I can give.
