Nostalgia !!

School and College days were the best days..


After entering professional life , there has never been looking back .The only breather is weekends , no long holidays provided I apply them myself and some rear long week ends .
It feels incredible when I am back into College days enjoying the holidays. I get nostalgic sometimes.
I get those pictures of myself hiding behind library shelves, mechanical labs after bunking classes and somehow manage to break out from the class and enter cafeteria. I remember those days when we hanged out on the stair case near the class and felt it was the best place to hang out. Checking out everyone who passes by and passing weird comments and giggling for nothing. Trying to impress professors by asking senseless doubts. I was a little crazier to even randomly pick a problem from book and ask the professor to solve it. Fighting and quarrelling for 0.5 marks in a exam paper. Discussing answers after the examination just outside the exam hall and regretting for making stupid mistakes. Crossing fingers just before the results are announced, pray god for that damn 35!!
Getting ragged was fun as well. I enjoyed combating with seniors because they tried to rag my friend and ended up preparing lemon juice for them. I cribbed for one week when some senior of mine just grabbed gobi manchoori from my plate . I loved the way we freaked out during a rock show in our college. Enjoyed some boring classes by passing chits among friends in the class. Playing SMS SMS in class, finishing the lunch right infront of the professor , dropping the lunch box down the floor and looking at one another’s face and behaving as innocent kids . I was so perfect that I would stuff the food into my mouth but I was scared to chew it, funny wasn’t it ?.
Discussing some non sense stuff with friends , hanging out all night long and naming it combined study. I was so bad in night study that once to win a bet against a friend I had to literally hold my eyes open using my hand so that I won’t snooze . I hated these ethnic days as I really don’t know to wear a saree and it was the worst thing to happen . I used to wonder how girls ever survived in those saree. I have literally commented on every girl and their costume!! Trust me it was fun.
Small crushes and heart breaks were a part of these awesome days. Secret angels and its horrible effects, rose days and its gossips were just so pleasurable. College days will remain golden forever.
One step back and school days were little crazier. I had literally wounded every other person in my class. Piercing in to a guy’s face to prove him that my pencil was shaper than his, Tearing a boy’s book into pieces just because he spoke negative about my hand writing. I acted like a bond in the class!!. Home works were a punishment and I don’t remember a day when i have completed any of them. All day I sat in the back bench and ate chocolates and drew circles in my book and got near zeroes in exams. Followed were blasting from parents which was clearly ignored by my senses. I have no idea how I changed but thanks for the change. My school days were rocking too!!