First day at college remains the most memorable day of college life for most of us. The excitement; the adrenaline rush; the uncertainty; makes the day deserve a page in the precious memories of our brain.
I arrived at the hostel a day before the opening day. My room was a 10x8 room which was half the size of my room at home. I had to share the room with 3 other girls. It looked like a train's compartment to me, packed with our baggage.
I got readily acquainted with my roommates, but who cares all of them gals. Mind started warning me that I must give a break to such revolutionary thoughts.
The next day we were seated in the same Audi where we had our admissions. We were allocated our respective batches after a decade long opening speeches by a multitude of HODs from various departments of the institute.
As soon as we settled in our classroom, everyone got busy with the semi-formal intros. ‘Hi I am Elvia’, I got bored of repeating the same line like a call center professional.
Gossips started about the state toppers and top rank holders, who else were ‘all centums’ kind of stuff.
‘Why on earth are these creeps so obsessed with marks? Why can’t they speak something interesting?’ But none seemed to share or care my thoughts.
I was too bored. I grew impatient, and I ventured to start a different conversation. Turning to my roommate Divya, who was sitting next to me, I said, “Look at the guy in the red shirt, isn’t he cute?”
She gave me a look, as if I had questioned her virginity. I turned back with frustration, wondering whether they were humans or just mark scoring machines!!!
How many types of friends are there?
5 days ago