Sitting in the hostel room, where my parents left me to fate ,3 years after making so many mates ,with clouds on sky enough to shower, an awkward silence captured my heart all the clutter taking a background, i was about to take a plunge into the recent past.
Remembering the very first day hour, when innocence and shyness i adhered, the very first byte i took in the mess, deprived i felt, of all the caress a new world opened the gates as if, now everything was at my own risk living by our own rules and you seldom know when to follow which rule.
A gud number of friends i got, which actually i have never thought, too much of pranks and too much of fun, it was all the first year, first year soon come to an end and could feel some twists and bends this same spot where I am sitting now, once used to be a friends show.
Off to vacations everyone, happy enough to get back homes it was a two month break and we had 2 make it again it was an emotional voyage ahead, which i had before never guessed but getting along was all too nice, because the weighted love killed all the vice.
It was the time i learned a lot, how 2 be in single knot many a times you had to kill your choice, but the happiness you felt had no price eventually how coolly i behaved, sometimes i went amazed many a times you witnesses repartee, but still you would giggle and go for a party.
But by the time i realized to bid a good bye sans malice forged my steps ahead welcoming the best times i ever had when i found myself pie of the cake, which was not yet completely baked it is much wonderful life could be, i had never thought it would be.
But nothing valuable comes without a cost, and i had woes of my part i found myself standing on the mast and wondered till when will it last ,what i lost and what i gained?, today i think it was an overstrain albeit it took time to overcome, yet it left me all so earned.
Going by the time as we should, liked 2 see the changes, i would, in the whole of self, changing for the "BETTER ME", i owe my college life a lot that filled this empty pot it was a nice place where fortunately I got caught.
Suddenly my eyes blinked, it was not the tears, not the hay, but the sparkling tapi following the sun set, ripples in pool of memories, i was all smiles on very thought, but i fear that day ,when so many souls, all hold their heart ,and we will be on the roads to depart!!
