Four years, a vague recap

So, day after tommorrow is my last theory paper for this entire Btech course .The last set of written exams I will ever write in the city I was born and brought up in .

I remember my first day in college as if were yesterday. Everything was so new and fascinating and scary; all at the same time . I remember the navy blue and white suit I had worn that day . I remember how scared I was about the fact that my duppatta was not pinned and that seniors would notice that and scream at me. I also remember taking a hair pin out of my hair and using that to hold my duppatta.

I remember walking down the road in front of our hostel for the first time on the evening before the classes were to start . There were two of us and as we walked down the road, on either side of which seniors sat in a row checking us out, I remember feeling so apprehensive, I remember making sure my eyes were cast down[ as per the ragging rules ], and remember clutching the Uncle Chips packet in a tight ball in my sweaty hands , not sure if as part of ragging we were permitted to eat chips or no ! hehe.

I remember being nicknamed ‘gori waali ladaki’ by the seniors during the time ragging was going on. A name that gets me the chills even today.

I now know that I.T in hindi is ‘Soochana prodyogiki’ , thanks to the seniors!

In the beginning, a sea of 8 unending semesters seemed to stretch before me. It seemed impossible that the course would ever come to an end.And look at how time has passed!

Being a days scholar in a class and college that consisted mainly of hostlers has had its own set of problems. Days scholars were always the outsiders . Initially I tried to be part of the whole group but then just let it be.We had bad access to information till the online information board was set up for our branch, there was no common room in the college for us , and we had go all the wya to the hostles to rest, if we wanted to.And we were, by and large , different from the hostkers, with a different set of problems et al.

The one regret I have about Btech is a girl called S. Now S and I have had a very tumultuous relationship over the last 4 years. The reason is that while we can be the best of friends when we are friends, we simply don’t say a word to each other when we are not the best of friends. There is no in between , really, and I believe that is the nemesis of our relationship. Either every thing or nothing! That really is the worst! I have not really spoken to her in the last 3 semesters even though we had a couple of projects to do. Spending time with her for that made me dislike her even more. She was totally not serious, bossy and rude and I wondered how I had ever been such good friends with her . But I also remember the million giggles exachanged during class , the long discussions during break, the gossiping, the trust. Even today when some teacher says something to her in the way of a reprimand, our eyes always meet before she lowers them and the teacher continues with the scolding. Often in between lectures our eyes meet and both of us hurriedly look away.

In the 4 years I have spent here , in this college, S has been my best friend. She is also someone I do not speak with anymore, and I will not either. Yet, in spite of all the screaming and the fights that happened between us [ there were times I simply could not bear being with her for a second more and I would just pick up my stuff and move out of her room ] I do genuinely care about her and wish her the best from the bottom of my heart.

There are times when even though you get along very well when together, you happen to be so bad when you are having an argument or a fight, that it is best to part ways. That is exactly what happened between us.

We exchanged a few words during the farewell party that the juniors had thrown for us, but they were by and large very formal.

She, I came to know recently, now has a boy friend. :) I am happy for her.

So, day after tomorrow, I will be done with my last theory exams in this college . No more mugging of random points that make no sense. No more familiar faces to sit with during the exams. Change, after all, is the essence of llife.

Have a nice day.