What am I talking about?
Well, told you about a friend who fought with me while I was complaining about my mum.. We have put it all behind and I am glad that our friendship didn't end there..
He read my blog and felt that maybe he acted in haste.. Did he call?
Yes, he did.. Its good he did.. I was asleep and he did text too to know if I were damn angry, but it was good to know he cares.. It was the first thing I saw in the morning when I woke up.. So I was too glad to start my day like that ...
The next thing was that I was in the college.. Was to complete an assignment and hadn't started it.. It was the last day to submit and I took some one's assignment to copy.. We copy assignments.. I sometimes do it on my own but many a times I just copy and give.. So the first two lectures were spent just copying the assignment without even looking up for 100 minutes.. Its a real big thing because I can't be at one place in one position for so long.. The only time I try to sit in one position is in the examination hall, that I leave within one and a half hour..
So exhausted while I finished the last lines, I was in desperate need of a break.. I thus bunked the next lecture and went to get my photo clicked for the photo ID card.. It was in the other building.. A small walk through the parking and I was in a mood to bunk all the remaining lectures.. Hell, yeah its the feeling I get every time I step out of my class or cell [its what I feel it is!!].. As I entered the building I saw the contradictory locations of the photography room.. It was on the first floor for sure, so we decided to go and see there.. The vast room lied just in front of the central staircase.. As I moved in the corridors to find the wash room [ come on, we need touch up before getting clicked.. After all its the picture I have to live with the entire year..].. I noticed the strange familiarity with my school building.. The similar positioning of the three staircases, though the school building was bigger.. After the general washing of the face with cold water and a nice wiping, I went to the photographer's chamber.. Got the picture clicked and also used his staplers to pin my assignment.. I just couldn't resist the thought..[:D]
Well, after this I spent the rest of my time sitting in a lab.. We love to sit in a lab rather then the suffocating classrooms.. Moreover some of the craziest moments I so vividly remember took shape in one such lab that we call the 'Danger Lab'.. Why so? Well we will talk about it later.. [:D]
The point is we had to sit in some other lab as the danger lab was occupied by some teachers.. Don't they have lectures? I always wonder.. Sometimes we share our space with them, when we have no other option.. I don't know about your canteen, but our canteen is like a 'Nazi Gas Chamber'...
So after the lecture was over I moved towards our barrack.. I call my college a jail without the recreational facilities for the inmates.. I heard someone calling my name.. It was the familiar voice of Shilpa.. I walked upstairs to say a 'Hi' and chat while I waited for my friend to show up.. Meanwhile I started talking to my other friend, who to my other friend appeared to be a teacher.. [He later told me that.. So this was the reason for the missed call..:D]
As we met and greeted each other, he smiled and apologised for the fight we had .. I said I wasn't angry and if I were, I would have shown my displeasure.. I am so loud in my expressions..[;)] He still tried to make sure everything was fine, as I started to move away... I was happy to know my friend gave a damn to my 'Oh so unpredictable moods' and still more unpredictable reactions.. I consider myself lucky..
I found myself answering his call as I reached back home.. Well, he was being extra cautious by trying to know if I were really not angry and also clear what happened.. So we ended up chatting for an hour about me, mum, my mood and my plans.. He rarely talks about self, I seem so important in all our conversations.. The kind of attention and care I love to get..
Yes, I am happy we could settle the matter and move on to form an even stronger bond.. Fight?
A real fight is yet to come between us.. It tests the relation and all the claims..
Agreed?
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agreed :)
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