A visit to the college..

Yesterday, I went to the college to get the books for the next session.. I was too glad to know that we only have 4 books to deal with in the 7th semester.. The last year of B.E. not only invokes a deep sigh of relief but also the fear of not being able to be with all these people again.. The guys with whom I share this bus and these classes.. All these wonderful people won’t be there with me and I see the time of separation, the time of parting coming on so close, so unannounced!!

However you feel about it but, you have to go on with life.. Its funny that I am thinking about all this on the first day itself but sometimes it just becomes so inevitable not to wander in these territories.. These territories that actually signify the territory of your fears and insecurities!! Everyone has them but not everyone acknowledges them..

It was good to be back on that college bus that always took us to college.. Most of the faces were new but I didn’t get to see the faces I was waiting to see.. In fact I wanted to see!! Finally as the bus progressed on its designated route, I finally got to see an old bus mate.. It was really good to see him.. Then came in another gal who I find intelligent.. Now it seemed like that known territory.. Changes, How Badly I Despise Them.. I resisted and the new faces at first appeared like a threat to the integrity and originality of our bus but they seemed to blend in.. Not as people who wanted to change things.. It was such a relief..

I met my friends, we always behave like long lost friends whenever we meet.. So as we greeted each other with great compassion, group hugs followed.. As we met and talked about the time off each other, I somehow forgot about my fear and insecurity I was gripped by a few minutes ago..

As we finished our “Oh, I missed you so much!! And all, we talked about the stuffs that need to be done.. For which we were here.. So we drifted toward the fee counter still hanging onto the so many things we wanted to talk about only when we met.. We deposited the fees and moved on to the library..

The place I hated so much doesn’t give me that much a hard time now.. The staff now knows me and I am welcomed with smiles.. The whole process of book issuing was to start at 10, so instead of waiting in the library itself, I opted to go and meet ‘Grand Pa’.. No, don’t open your eyes that wide, my real Grand pa is not employed with the college as staff or faculty, if it were so, then I would have got full 50 in each subject as internals.. He is an old man of 66 who taught me ET in the first semester and really gave me the freedom I am used to since my schooling days.. To come and go at my own will from the lecture..[:D]
He always said he was like my Grand pa and also the special treatment wasn’t extended to all, so I was more than happy to be the most pampered of the lot!!;)
As all called him my ‘Daddu’, I was taking all the benefits with a childish grin.. He always listens to me and heeds to whatever request I make.. He even makes sure I had my breakfast in the morning.. [ I used to pretend that I didn’t had my breakfast and thus used to go to canteen on the pretext of taking a breakfast whenever the first lecture was of ET][:D] He would mark me present even if I didn’t return.. I think he always knew I was lying, but he still acted as if he gave into my master lying skills.. Let me show off more by telling you guys that he is a HOD.. I know you are jealous.. But that’s my luck.. So try to be happy for me..

So I met my ‘Grand Pa’ and we chatted about my holidays, my plans for future, my exams, my awaited result, etc.. Its good to be at the centre of talks..
We then talked about his college days and how he used to make his teachers a fool.. How hard he studied.. How much fun he had as a boy in Australia and the Casino fetish he enjoyed.. How he used to love gambling and the tricks and when to cash in and run away..[:D] Its amazing when you share experiences and try to live in the moment when others were on there greatest adventures as they narrate you the incident with minutest details.. You picture them as young, dressed in those days fashion, doing those silly things and then you definitely know they always saw through your trick and still act to be surprised when you reveal that you once tricked him into believing that you didn’t had your breakfast that morning..

As he asked me to have breakfast again with a witty smile and I declined politely, I knew he is pulling my leg.. But I tried to cover up for those lies by saying I have had mine..[:D] As we discuss my confusions about the decision I should take about my future, we talked about my other classmates and friends he knows.. Some come with me whenever I visit him.. We finally bade good byes and went onto finish off my library dealings for which I came to college.. He firmly believes I am intelligent and wants me to read all those bulky foreign writer books whenever I approach him with even a slight problem.. The next few ‘chit chat’ hours were followed by some lazy moments when we all longed for our beds to rest.. As we lay on the hard desks without our beloved pillows and looked at the fan revolve trying to take a nap.. Unable to get a doze in these inhuman conditions and also because of the constant stepping in and out of people, we gave up the idea all together.. As I again started chattering, as my friend hardly speak, compared to me who is always bustling with activities and whose mind is churning out a million words that I shoot out per second.. When we glanced at the watch, our mission was accompalished as we had spent the 7 and a half hour stay in college in the best possible way.. Chatting, sharing experiences and having fun in the most tiring situation..[:)]