A Bit of my Own Story Good Old College Days

Four years just passed by like the waves in the sea. Some moments I still cherish for they are still afresh.

It was the first day in college; parents were busy packing my bags to drop me at the college. “This shall be your new life starting just now” they said. At last I shall be independent I sighed and was glad.

I was still a kid, just out of +2 still struggling between child and human hood. There were lot thoughts, little money and big big dreams. As I walked in the corridor, my heart started beating even faster. Any body could guess I was a fresher for I was accompanied by others more or less like me.

Finally I was dropped in the classroom and asked to sit thankfully not next to a girl. I don't understand why some guys like me always feel uncomfortable with all small things like these.
I saw a girl, She was pretty, she smelled rose. I just closed my eyes and smelled her more. Then I turned and saw more of girls. I was happy I was glad for this was the best place I could have had.

Lot of handshakes lot of stories, lot of friends and very little study; it went on till Lunch. It was a quieter one as nobody would dare to go to the canteen at least not int eh first year. I always had a different perception of engineering life that's may be because of the effect of the movies we see.

Soon came the evening, or should I say the time for ragging. All were ragged inside the college buses scary punishments but understanding seniors. We were slapped, rebuked sometimes but still we were sportive all the time. I still remember, it was time for the internals and seniors asked us all to complete their assignments and write their notes. It went on for a month but it was all fun.

I still regret that we haven't had a fresher’s day, that has let us down and moreover it didn't gave us a chance to know others well.

We enjoyed while in the class. Teased the professor, threw chalks. Ate chocolates, played games and never listened. Bunked the classes went for movies. Sometimes hanged in canteen. There was little money more of love.

Then came the scary exams, the last minute notes, the night outs, getting behind profs for scores and preparing ourselves till just 20 minutes before the exam.

Once the results were out we would sigh “We need to do better next time”. But nothing changed on the academics side, rather love started booming in the mind. Most of my friends have met their lady love. Now life seemed to be more bright for some of them .

We had a batch of around ten, i would rather say regular ten and beach was the most common chill out place for us. The JASTI Square Panipuri one day and sometimes we chilled out at the chat waala at the beach. We enjoyed to the peak and we know that these days will never come back.

Finally the placements came, and all of us got jobs. It was now the final week, all of us were in tears. We thought would disappear our chit chats in the stair cases, our laughter in the canteen, the bottle of wine, the small cigarette, the borrowing of money, the late night talks, and finally the circle of friends.

Today….there is money lots of it…there is a job…and lots of cigarettes; But no friends. Friends I miss you all and my good old College days.

My first Post...!!!!

I ever wondered if i could also be a blogger one day. Till day i have seen people posting posts about many things in different blogs and let me tell you its nice to read about different things that you have'nt heard or seen before.

I paused and thought for a long time about what should be my first post in my blog.

But before that i am not as articulative as others are and my Engilsh scares me.

Hey... give me some time to post my first blog in a better way.....

Its time to think...!!!!

To be continued......