MY FIRST DAY IN COLLEGE

          let me tell u how i felt early during my admission and those two wonderful maiden days in my college.
                           
                   the national institute of technology - durgapur was nothing i have expected  to see.as i embarked with my mother to  get registered  in the hall i have been allotted  with a strange  and alien feeling----homesickness---i was already missing my parents as i could see before laid my future."Sister niveditha hall" the guard told me when i showed my fee book on which "hall-7" was written.though he gave  instructions how to reach there i just remembered half of it.it was too much to take for  the first time. i did not want my mother to carry any of my luggage so i took the laptop and the heavy trolley bag from her and regretted at the very moment why i  brought so much luggage.i wanted to explain to myself the reason but my mind was already preoccupied with most beautiful  memories  spent with my family.meanwhile mom was asking some one about the hall.we got clear instuctions --or my mother got.i just followed her blindly not wanting to speak anything for if i spoke i would be emotional and make my mother cry.i didnt want the fuss in the public--so i followed.when we went little further there was a board written MAHILA HOUSE.i was delighted to see a beautiful four storeyed building as a hostel for girls.my mother asked a woman if that is our destination and the answer was regrettably-NO.hall7- is still inside the road.so we walked further.i was amazed-let me tell you; to see a building built in late 80's and a small dukaan whose roof is nothing but  a sheet of blue canvas tied to the adjacent trees.

few girls in their knickers buying something from the dukaan.at the very sight i began to understand what my life is going to be here.at iit -my brother said they have a big canteen and a separate night canteen-maybe i should no longer live in my dreams.i sighed and went inside the hall and there were few papers i had to fill.the warden there was excited to see me as if she knew who i am-i picturised the whole scene as a victim entering a bhoot bungalow where a vampire i s desperately waiting for me to drink my blood as soon as my mother leaves me here--speaking of vampires.. I LOVE EDWARD CULLEN.who won't??!!!

                                   i entered the room i have picked in the chits randomly.two people were already in and they didnt expect any other student and they kept false smiles of welcome hiding hatred of one and surprise of other.i immediately understood that my life is going to be tough here."oh you are from andhra?four other girls are there -shall i call them?"said one of them.i didnt want any attention so i replied"no,dont disturb them;i will meet them later".but before i completed my sentence the girl ran for them.other one is simply giving a meek smile which said"yeah shez always like that"my mother was relieved to find four girls from our place and me---well i dont know , i was unable to think anything relevant.i was staring at my mother and knew im gonna miss her the most.i wondered where dad had been.he said he would be there with mom's lugggage.it was noon and somehow  i didnt observe it,maybe bcoz of the weather there or bcoz of my apprehension.
                                                   i felt like an alien and when dad came there i clinged to him never wanting the moment to pass.im going to miss my dad which is not at all a new thing but still  that felt so bad-bad enough to want to cry and go home.but that would be an act of cowardice-three years of stress to get admission in a national level college-(i dont know if dgp is worth my stress at that moment).so i blocked all my thoughts and pretended everything is alright though i was scared to hell.mom and dad left in the evening to retire in a guesthouse and said i can call them anytime which   knew im not going to do when im sane for if i do i would cry out loud and scare their wits off.so i kept calm.as it was a saturday my roomies were bored to death not knowing what to do c.oz the LAN connection shortly failed before my arrival. i covered myself with the blanket and laid on the steel bed which is rusted and i am sure it must be older than me!now i really wanted to call my brother and when i  took my phone there were no signals.i felt like thrashing the phone but i was still sane enough not to perform such an act.that night passed somehow coz  its really difficult now to tell you people what i felt in that dungeon

SHIT HAPPENS-VERY TRUE

Shit happens..right??that was exactly what I learned  in my college. I have experienced bad, humiliating things…courtesy –my long term course for entrance examinations. But I think here there‘s a new phase of facing what it feels like shit!

the academic building

             During early days of my stay in durgapur this incident happened. That was a pleasant morning..(at least I felt like that in the beginning).i was the only one in our wing  to wake up so early and get cleaned up. i was amused to see my roomies still sleeping though the then time was 8am and they have class at 8.15(now I got used that fact though and even try it and..... voila IT WORKS).my class was scheduled at 9.15 so I took the trouble of waking them up. As soon as I woke them they acted like officers in military handling the code red. as their movement was like that of pollen grains in Brownian motion, I decided to go out for some time and enjoy the sun light for sun came out of its hide out for the very first time since I got admitted. I was lost in its beauty that I forgot about my roomies. Wanted to check out so I went to my room only to find out they are gone locking the room while I was still in my casuals. I quickly looked at my watch and it was quarter to nine. I was aghast.and didnt know what to do. My first instinct (proving man was an animal)was to break the lock and since I couldn’t find out any heavy or sharp object in the proximity to break, I went to the guard for some help.

.Another amazement was that she didn’t allow such kind of act. I mean that was also my room and I can’t break the lock?!well,I had just one way : go to their class and fetch the key. Now I was gonna do something I didn’t wanna do ever in my life-go to the class room in my night suit. All the way to the academic building I  was cursing the sun  to be so beautiful and my roomies to act so stupidly(hello, can’t they even remember I was still there-may be b’coz  I  was the new girl in their room).my blood was boiling and the temperature of my body raised with every step taken towards the class. There I arrived in front of the class room. I felt 'screw the prof and screw the crowd which would gawk at me'. My sole and important goal was to get the key. I said “excuse me sir, I need to talk  to  my friend”. Without waiting for his reply and permission I embarked inside and on to the steps and located her. The class was quiet as if they are watching India vs. Pakistan match’s final ball delivery which would decide its victory or otherwise. When my roomie saw me in night suit she understood and started the great hunt in her pouch for 3 odd minutes which I felt like a  century. finally she got and handed it to me which I forcibly took and said “thank you” to my brain’s prey-the professor. I comforted myself by accepting 'shit happens' and ran back.