Last Day
A poking friend of yours is hereby inspired by one of my friends blog, hence im redirected to blogger.com to memories some moment of mine during the last days in College Life.........Well how many of you think College life is a Big-B (Big Bore)?
Answer according to my perspective towards College Life, is that it's not a Big-B if its cheered and enjoyed with friends and now and then messing with teacher and going out of the class has its own aura in itself. (Hamse zyada b kaun class se nikala gya hoga)
Well i think First day and the last day in College life were almost same, as it was full of anxieties and worries but the difference was that in the initial days of college we were confined to our need our wish our dreams but towards the ends of Mastifiying days in college, Friends became the intangible part of life......
As slowly and gradually the day of being a graduate were approaching fast and we United nine started partying hard as much as we can.
Semester Started and we roam around here and there (Omaxe Mall, St Jones, etc)
I do remember, EC-ians Practical was over earlier than ours(CSE), but we took initiative and dragged them to the center and scribbled a lot on there College Out-fits, We Clicked many snaps with them and made shred of each other.
We joined hand with EC-ians made a hell out in our college. Every Nook-n-corner was evident of our presence.
On that Day most of my batch mate might b thinking "Bakre ki Maa kb tk khair manaigi" coz after couple of days our last practical was scheduled.
All most all of our friends were afraid of that day coz it was a black day after which we were excluded from the college and class room masti but some Pushpendra Types were poking their nose in project and preparing for Viva-Voce. We were not treating that day as a practical day but as an scribble day.
I, Prakrati, Saurabh, Sachin, Aneema, Sonam, Priyanka, Kirti, Pragati composed a group named UnItEd-NyN
We scribbled on each others garment with some text on it. Every body hugged each other and cried a lot as the pain of leaving loved ones was felt from the inner core of heart. We roam around the college and shoot a muvi trip from very beginning class to the final Year Lecture Room. And while doing the same Sachin Verma Broke into tears and we tooo.
Prakrati tried a lot to cry but in vain, if you think im joking u must view the pic below.......
Priyanka brought chocolate for us....so nice of her..... :)
Scribble day was celebrated with great zeal and joy across our college campus. We treasured out scribbled garment by pressing it and hanging it in our Almirah. So far as my family is concerned they made shred of me and said vl make sac out of the Scribbled Shirt. But i gave ultimatum to my family that please dont touch that shirt coz it contains the memory of my lovable friends.
As we used to spend time sitting at stair-case in front of deans office we did the same and exchanged the C-0ff Gift. Every one in our group is the best guy-girl, whether its saurabh aur anybody..
But we are now addicted to the stupid act of saurabh, now they are part and parcel.
I Cried harder when we(saurabh-me) were together. Kirti to apni nawaab h aur usne to pure hostel mein apna back mirror search krwa lia dn at last batati h ki wo mai ghar p hi bhul gai t..... great!!!!!!
At last only our group and kaushik's group was left in front of college campus and we had ice-creams there and after that kaushik's Group went leaving us alone and we were still in the college premises tasting mango flavour.
You can just make out how shame-less engineers are that Principal and Dean came to us and said now its too late, leave the campus and then we left the campus and left the campus in a way that till date I dint get a chance look at it......
Miss those days and miss Engineering life.





