College days!

After a gap of almost two years, here I am back with my story. :)

As I look back at the last 5 years of my life, I am starting to contemplate about so many things. There has been infinite numbers of changes in me and the world around me. As I was experiencing a flash back I decided to write it down.

I still remember the first day I arrived to my college. I had come with my parents and my aunt. It was drizzling lightly; it took us some time to find out my hostel. As we entered the hostel we met Ankita and her parents. We knew each other through a common friend but we met for the first time. She was chubby and childish. We decided to share rooms. In the first year, three students were supposed to share rooms. So, here were we all set to arrange our room. The hostel was new, earlier freshers used to stay in the same hostel as the seniors. The room was clean, painted in a light yellow color, white floor tiles, three sets of furniture, a bed, table and a cupboard; one window at the end of the room. Ankita and I took the two beds by the window. We set up our luggages, settled down and waited for our third room-mate to arrive. Then came in Rupa with her parents. She looked like a very calm person, a bit of an introvert, spoke very less. So, here we were, three girls from three different towns destined to start a new life together. Who knew we three would become so good friends five years down the lane.

After some hours, our parents left, and that was the first time I was away from home alone.
The idea of being alone and away from home scared me at first but the sense of independence gave me goosebumps. I had no idea what fate had in store for me.

Seniors came to visit us in our hostel that day. They seemed very friendly and supportive, guided us with the basic things needed. The next day, we had an orientation program where we met with some other classmates, who were localites and hence didn’t opt for hostel. Soon the classes started. We were a bunch of twenty one people. On the first day, in almost every class we had to introduce ourselves and had to explain why we took up Architecture. Frankly I had no answer except “to build my dream house”!! This was how the journey started. From that day till the last, it has been a hell of a journey. Ten semesters, intermediate mid semester exams, design submissions, dreaded jurys, scary deadlines, sleepless nights before submissions, college tours, class politics, hated professors, lasting friendships, emotional turmoil, late night gossips and hostel parties, strolling in the campus every evening, long gossips in the “Boxing Ring”, romances and break ups, “Bawalis”, troubles and nuisances caused by us (wherever there is trouble, Sayan and I are invariably involved! -_- :P ), open air evening parties in the “boxing ring” or in the “Lords ground”, Rebeca nights, and so many other things would describe this journey. It is simply impossible to write everything down.

I have learned some remarkable lessons in these years; some of them being “Never expect from people!”, “People wear masks, you can see their true color only when they don’t need you anymore”, “Real friends are rarer than dodos”, “Trust almost no one, because when it breaks it hurts a hell lot”, “If no one hates you, be sure you are doing nothing great in life. People start gossiping and spreading rumours out of envy!”, blah, blah, blah!

I have seen and met so many types of people that if I start writing about them it might become a book one day named “Types of People you may just meet”. Not going into those details (maybe I will just write the book some day! ;) ) but after five years what I really feel is that had I not taken up this college and this department I would have missed so many things in life. How many departments allow you to have three official college trips in five years? Not many I think. Those trips were the best days of my college life definitely followed by the internship days (first 6 months of the final year). The second year, third year and fourth year students were allowed to go in these tours. The tour was organized by the third years’, we were accompanied by some faculties. These were educational in the true sense for some days while for the rest of the time it was all about fun and games, at the same time teaching us something more important like sharing, understanding each other, adjusting to situations and places. We went to Rajasthan & Agra for our first tour; Hyderabad, Hampi and Goa for your second tour; and Lucknow, Delhi and Nainital for our last tour.
Our tours in short: Packed schedule, all day journey, sharing food (The food secs really did some great bargaining every year, but Rupamita you were really great! :P ), waking up early in the morning, bullshit till late night, parties and treats, and the most striking event of all: the campfire night! Some days they were! I miss them.

The last six months have been the most horrifying days, a complete nightmare. But again, how can I forget goodness comes coated with dirt and stink; Roses always comes with thorns, don’t they?  So, as a whole it has been a memorable journey and thumbs up to B.E College, and my friends Rupa, Anky, Binds, Rups and Sayan for making it so. J