"If someone says that school is better than college, then that someone has never been to college". Its pretty ironic how you can't wait to get out of school and once you're in college, you don't want to get out of it. Not implying that I had a bad school life or something; it was in fact pretty decent through out and got even better by the end. But then who doesn't start thinking about college the moment they land in the 12th standard; many even in the 11th. I guess its pretty normal to do so. Looking forward to a massive change, hopefully a pleasant one, and I was no different.
I puked in the college bushes on the first day, fell sick and missed the initial 3 days which are the orientation days when you get acquainted to your seniors and get to know your classmates. Besides these, college began as it should have. A complete new world with new people all around. I was the only one out of school who had changed streams and chosen Economics, so none of my school friends were with me. I hung with 2 guys for the majority of the first 6 months and got to know some more new people for the rest of FY. First year was mostly new friends, new places to go too, new things to do, lots of early morning and pre-noon movie shows and a lot of time to waste. It was like switching worlds. From a fast paced, relentless school existence, where there wasn't a minute to waste to a completely subdued, merciful and jazzy college life. It was a transition that didn't take time to happen. Second year came along pretty soon. SY wasn't much too different from FY. Acquaintances became friends, good friends became best friends and girlfriends, animosities grew with some, professors became more involved and Economics became lengthier and tougher. When the going gets tough, the tough get going they say. TY was undoubtedly the toughest, from all ends; studies, friendships, the other ships... The last year, much like the 2 previous ones, passed quickly. Things went from good to bad, bad to worse, worse to excellent, round and round the same cycle kept repeating. But again, all's well that ends well and it did end well. All the three years did actually.
3 days away from the finals, this lazy rut of sleeping late, getting up even later, unsuccessfully trying to study all day and ending up having done nothing has crept in. It makes me realize how adventurous and more desirable college was. The last mile, as I like to call it, is here. Its always the slowest. It creeps along at a pace that is both irritating and at times pleasing. I really want the exams to end in a flash but then that will be it. No more lectures getting bunked, no more morning movies, no more economic summits to go too... and a million other 'no mores' that make me realize that I'll really miss college...
The three years did pass by in a flash, but certainly left their mark. The examination ordeal went by every now and then, the annual cultural fest got better every year, friends on Facebook kept growing, messages and calls got longer, gossips kept getting more interesting, many 'ships' were made, more got lost and done away with... sitcoms became real life, hugs became more familiar, shoulders got nearer... It should aptly take 3 different posts over a period of 3 weeks, may be even months to do justice to the college life I've seen. This is just a jist of the 3 years that were...
I puked in the college bushes on the first day, fell sick and missed the initial 3 days which are the orientation days when you get acquainted to your seniors and get to know your classmates. Besides these, college began as it should have. A complete new world with new people all around. I was the only one out of school who had changed streams and chosen Economics, so none of my school friends were with me. I hung with 2 guys for the majority of the first 6 months and got to know some more new people for the rest of FY. First year was mostly new friends, new places to go too, new things to do, lots of early morning and pre-noon movie shows and a lot of time to waste. It was like switching worlds. From a fast paced, relentless school existence, where there wasn't a minute to waste to a completely subdued, merciful and jazzy college life. It was a transition that didn't take time to happen. Second year came along pretty soon. SY wasn't much too different from FY. Acquaintances became friends, good friends became best friends and girlfriends, animosities grew with some, professors became more involved and Economics became lengthier and tougher. When the going gets tough, the tough get going they say. TY was undoubtedly the toughest, from all ends; studies, friendships, the other ships... The last year, much like the 2 previous ones, passed quickly. Things went from good to bad, bad to worse, worse to excellent, round and round the same cycle kept repeating. But again, all's well that ends well and it did end well. All the three years did actually.
3 days away from the finals, this lazy rut of sleeping late, getting up even later, unsuccessfully trying to study all day and ending up having done nothing has crept in. It makes me realize how adventurous and more desirable college was. The last mile, as I like to call it, is here. Its always the slowest. It creeps along at a pace that is both irritating and at times pleasing. I really want the exams to end in a flash but then that will be it. No more lectures getting bunked, no more morning movies, no more economic summits to go too... and a million other 'no mores' that make me realize that I'll really miss college...
The three years did pass by in a flash, but certainly left their mark. The examination ordeal went by every now and then, the annual cultural fest got better every year, friends on Facebook kept growing, messages and calls got longer, gossips kept getting more interesting, many 'ships' were made, more got lost and done away with... sitcoms became real life, hugs became more familiar, shoulders got nearer... It should aptly take 3 different posts over a period of 3 weeks, may be even months to do justice to the college life I've seen. This is just a jist of the 3 years that were...
2 comments:
its the kind of post that makes even me wanna go Awwwwwww....
he he.. but seriously man.. didnt know u puked the first day of college... but had a great time with u these 2 years... n we'll all miss u guys a lot next year...
can't think of how Manipal, Delhi n Bangalore will be without you.. :(:(
It sukcs big time to leave college. And i didn't want to leave too, but you have to. I just wish it could go on forever.
I didn't know you puked on the first day!! But i do know you missed orientation. I also remember thinking of you guys as the GAY trio in your first year.
College was AWESOME, but as it is said "welcome to the real world, it sucks and you're going to love it" :)
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