ThOsE WeRe ThE BeSt DaYs of My LiFe

‘Change’ is the rule of the nature. My impatience also awaits it impatiently. But some changes are intolerable. Sometimes we get along with the things so much so that we feel its part of our life and we start living in that hallucinated world. Something same happened with me in my engg days. And reason that made my engg days so beautiful is HOSTEL and FRIENDS I got in VJTI.

13 sept 2003 and 12th june 2007 wr those 2 days which made my heart cry. On 13 sept 2003 it was coz I was leaving home for the first time and latter for leaving behind my 4 golden years, my hostel days. Actually I should have been happy as I was not gonna eat that mess ka messy food, not gonna wash my clothes and say no to compromise with the roomies……but why I don’t know It was making me feel void….something I was gonna miss whole of my life.
After getting gud marks in 12th,after days of confusion of filling d option form got admission for the course I wanted (rather I was following the trend as most of the ppl do). Those days used to start with long queue near the bathroom ,9 to 5 of packed schedule and those two times of meal :( and after those hectic days good night with bed bugs. It only made me say," Why the hell I land up here?". I was thinking like if this is the life for next four years then its really gonna suck. At that time I didn’t have any idea how next 4 years would be and now I can remember only these words from the song ‘summer of 69’


When I look back now
Those days seemed to last forever
And if I had the choice
Yeh- I'd always wanna be there
Those were the best days of my life

Now away from that illusionary life, I am gonna miss my whole group, those never concluding debates (ranging from veg vs non veg ,doc vs engg to babri mosque demolition), D-105 ka time pass, mess me gali marte hua khana, Sunday night plans, placement parties, five garden katta, nocturnality, assignment chhapana, sarcastic remarks, scrapping next door friend nd competing for the no of scraps, arguing for not to go to bring the water in d room, planning for the trip, flashing billions of snaps during the trip, bantering friends for the most pathetic match…(‘ta’) from the class, late night movie on comp, then Patankar (watchman) ki bakbak, Bday bumps aur phir Health Juice pe laga hua chuna. This list can go on and on. There is ocean of such moments. It made me :) when I was cruising in that ocean and now when I am on the shore of that ocean each drop of that ocean is bringing tear in my eyes.

Beyond those moments, when I introspect myself how was I b4 starting hostel life and now how I am, It really makes me feel like I hv done something beyond ‘chhapofying’ assignments. It taught me how gr8 it is to enjoy others happiness. It taught me howz life beyond my own ocean. Some of the hardest moment were when someone around me sleeping without dinner on Sunday ,when someone avoiding others bday party as he cudnt afford it for his own, mess workers’ life just for the sake of family responsibility etc…It really showed me that we all owe something to d society.

Now everyone is moving in the rush of expectations, getting ready for the stereotypical life. But that is how life it is. Now what will be behind are memories and those memories will make us forget the time…