the beauty of this sem was that i got the hang of thngs at college and hostel,the bad thng was it didn't change me much!! diversified, met new frnds, developed a contemtous feeling towards my class in particular and the non hostlers in general. got started with da gurl i hd fallen head over heels for....:)......but that's a story in intself....more than a story of our relation, it is a story of self realisation for me.......neways, back to da point....i started njoying class, given dat the subjects were easy and i hd made frns wid 2 other hostlers, ADI and SHANT.... we bugged the hell outta gurls and the day scholars whom we called by the non too polite version of the hindi translation of a part of the male genetilia...TATTA namely....wat a name...hats off to the one who came up wid it originally....!!!!
though the subjects were easy..but i still carried da dreaded ATKT,including one in matha...which i thot wud seriously dent ma chances of graduating in 4 years.....my gratitude towards ma hostelmates who recognised ma real worth and helped me plough thru......
the second sem saw us getting abused and harassed less and less by our seniors......but one recollection stands out......one day i was directed by kerala-illa dat his senior frm kerala mr.kashif sir had advised me to not follow da funda rule as i was an outsider to da state...to which i duely complied......bad move.....every day frnds came and said da seniors were not happy with me for disobeying da dress code....and one day the seniors got hold of me......
SENIOR1: KAUN HAI TU.......JEANS MEIN GHOOM RHA HAI???
SENIOR2:ARRE....ISSE NHI JAANTA...YE ANSHUL KAUL HAI...JAMMU SE....AISH HAI ISKI.
SENIOR1:KYUN SAALE, FUNDE MEIN KYUN NHI HAI???
ME:SIR WO KASHIF SIR NE MANA KIYA HAI???
and this is where i laffed out loud.......
SENIOR1:KASHIF SIR HI SAHI HAIN.....AUR HUM TO SAALE CHUTIYE HAIN NA......
lols.......i still get laughing fits.......
one the whole thngs were seeming not too bad by now....the city and the people,both were absolute darlings.......,feel maself fortunate to hv lived in da city for four years........
regular events were being held......freshers, both official and unofficial.....sports meets....and valentines day...all were great fun.......the hostel seemed heaven....
BUT ONE THING BEGAN TO TROUBLE ME.....AND IT TROUBLED ME TILL DA END......
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