The College panorama....

I still remember my first day in college....

MY tummy was a bit upset and my vision was fading away. I took it for the usual symptoms of migraine, but soon i realized that it was just an outcome of my mind that got engaged in a desperate battle to get accustomed to the new atmosphere.
I didn't find it as the right time to enjoy the beauty of college, with the so called seniors everywhere around. Even though i noticed everyone who passed by me i didn't have the courage to lift my head and pass my usual 100 Volt smile.
I expected a hand to fall on my shoulder at any moment; of course, a senior's.

I reached my class. As per my father's advice, i recited my usual prayers, surrendering myself and my course to GOD almighty. The classroom was awesome. It was spacious enough for us to play any kind of game, ranging from hide 'N' seek to rugby.
Front seats were all occupied. With no choice left, i went to a back bench. Everyone will find it quite exciting at back bench. Also the real brains will be found among back benches, even though the meritorious students occupy front seats.
But, as far as first day in college is concerned, these two facts remain as fallacies, and the boolean negates from the very next day.
I found myself next to an NRI, with some fresh stubs, which made me feel that he is much senior to me(I didn't have any hair on my face,still i shaved regularly).

"Jithin"..He introduced himself.
"Hai, i am Deepak. Where do u come from?.." Infact that was our conversation starter. We talked a lot abt our schools, family, and finally, he knew some of my classmates.Hmmm...quite impressive..

As i said, the boolean negates from the very next day. I got a front row seat, but regreted for committing such a suicidal deed, as the fellow sitting next to me was " The King of Boast"...If u r my classmate, u would have got his name by this time.
Second reason to hate front bench was the inconvenience to scan the ladies. Sitting in front row and rotating your head @ 360 will make you literally an "OUT-STANDING" person.

Days passed by....
All boys had an eye towards a hot figure who occupied a back bench. I had to pay attention during roll call, as i wanted to know her name. Her B,B, & B (Body, Boobs and Butt) were in exact proportions to make our eyes protrude and jaws drop.
There were some quality controllers, who had a difficult time without sharing the aspect ratios. each of us popped up to the surface, including me. And all of us became friends, as thick as thieves.
I even remember the day we went to her and offered a shake hand saying "Thanks". She was wondered and asked for the reason. How can we tell her that just like her B,B&B, we all are now a single mind and body, just because of her?...So we said thanks to you for making us friends.
By this time she would have figured out the meaning of a special thanks.. 
Those days were golden periods  of my life. I always wanted to make friends. Day by day, my friends list became longer and longer.
We conducted our annual tour, participated in arts fest, and enjoyed everything we met with a label "new" in our campus life...As time passed by, i became a senior.

Our responsibilities grew day by day.We had to evaluate every newly released films, had to do reconaissance of hangout spots and so on...
My class attendence went steep down and it inturn affected my internal marks. I still remember scoring 17 marks out of 50 for Water Resources Engineering.
A tough situation. Everyone asked me to beg for possible moderation. I refused. I hated begging for marks. I found it a tough challenge to procure a pass for university.
Finally, when the results came, I passed WRE. But failed for SA. It still haunts me like an effing nuisance.....

Girls became an indispensable part of my life. Had many infatuations, crushes, but no true love. I don't think that i would have a true love before leaving this college.
My mobile operator would have definitely flagged me as a potential customer, taking into consideration of my night calls. I spent sleepless nights, and they were beautiful.
My tongue served as my greatest gift and worst trouble. I had several victories in co-curricular activities, and lost few friends, for appropriate usage at inappropriate times.

Today, those memories rush into my mind like a hurricane..But i am not alone in the shore of nostalgia. We will miss our college life. But for this life to go on, our college life must come to an end.
Finally, we will end up in a job, and someday, a lady will appear with B,B & B in appropriate proportions, to disturb our work.
Somewhere, somehow, a buddy pair will be formed....Oh! This beautiful life....