College Days… I wrote this in 2006, my first year at college.

Today while writing the date in my notebook in class a jolting and quivering feeling surpassed my mind milieu .I saw ‘06’ at the end of the date and could vividly feel it to be ‘96’….my whole body shivered for an instance…..a trepidation came in my psyche….I was filled with some sort of very nostalgic terror…..I turned around the whole class once without being noticed…..Komal was smiling…Akanksha a bit tensed….but smiled when met my rolling vision…Akshay chatting with Neha...... Amit , Basant , Deepu , Chandu , Prateek….all were so jolly and lively…..again I was quaking from inside……….

Will all these friends of mine be there to make and shake everything with me when I will be writing ‘16’ at the last of a date????? My heart ached for a moment…

Days go by

life goes by

Away they fly

who knows why

until we die ……

Suddenly sir called my roll no….and I replied ‘present sir’… was I present there???

Anyway I had to come back from those dreading array of thoughts….Back to the heaven,

Back to the ‘actual dreamland’… our class…

Have u not gone to your own school and college days for a moment while reading it? Are you not having the same quaking nostalgic feeling at this moment? Is your heart also not painful for a split second? Anyone who has attended a single day of class with friends surely will… memories flooding across one’s thought matrix.

Now that high school is over and one has freedom to choose among different careers, probably for the first time in our life one is to make the most serious choice one have ever faced. One should go back and revise ones childish dreams in ones memory and try to find out where ones heart truly lies. And when one does, the most exciting years of your life begin and you become a college student…a college student

These unforgettable college days, oh, carefree days that fly. These ivy-covered professors in ivy-covered halls. Here's parties we toss, the games that we lose. Here are girls young and sweet. Here’s the spacious back seat giving employment to many of us in the form of the degree of MBBS(members of back benchers society)… Here we have the cuddling and laughing moments (without any laughable reasons) with our roommates. Here we have excuse for every mistake. We sleep during lectures. We also have sleepless nights before exams here, then also scratching head in the examination hall. We go to movies during class hours, obviously by bunking ( thing in which we take much pride). Even make lecturers cry at times. Have a single notebook for all the subjects, we jump over hostel gates, fight with the hostel cook. Lots of fun we have….

Seeing her always in the class, saying ‘yes sir’ with full gaze on her…. Every moment having a new dream (obviously with her), but just the next moment flirting with the other….some infatuations, some attractions, some love. Daily message her till late night or rather till early morning and then be late for the first period or rather early for the second one…. These cards, chocolates, time spent with her and her smile…. Oh! these killer ones… And after all the thing which matters most – having a lots of these ‘her’s.

When again in our life we will have this privilege??

Away from home having nostalgic, lonely, solitary period on the bed at night before going to sleep with finding oneself with parents and brother and sister…..waking with no one around but the roommates…. Then rush for the class, getting ready in 15 minute and then taking breakfast within 2 min….

Having parties almost daily, asking treat to everyone for every small thing, also having to give treat for almost every minute happiness… food court, canteen, Punjabi dhaba, all these places for filling our belly but with these jokes and laughters with friends….

Here we are hearts full of youth, hearts full of truth….

We won’t get these moments back…

But as we go our sordid separate ways,

We shall never forget thee, thou golden college days.

Amarkant

1^st year (2006)