RELIVING BTECH

1st year:
1st day:
1st hour: very happy and excited... with the new concept of college and hostel life
happily unpacking, meeting roommates, saying hello
smiling :)
and the next moment we are in mismatching salwar kurta and chunni
heavily oiled hair, tightly plated
eyes down .. murmuring "shubh saaykaal mahodaya ji" to our seniors and superseniors, very often mistaking our own batch mates for our seniors
unhappily heading towards the mess at 7 pm for dinner..
queued up
seniors crisscrossing our queue to access the food..
for an hour we stand at the same spot until it is finally our turn
no talking while eating
no looking up while eating
mess rules.. nobody but the 1st years follow
seniors suppressing their laughter at our sorry sight
me.. too shocked to react :P
no phones allowed: so long queues at the only PCO
no wrist watches allowed
no bags allowed: carry your stuff in your hands
weirdly pinned up dupattas
wishing every senior on the way and stopping only to breathe
ragging
seniors getting rusticated for ragging...
away from home like never before
missing mom and dad like never before
feeling independent like never before
happily confused like never before

life beyond 1st year was getting better
1st year : the longest, the best and the worst ends
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finally we become seniors
we have juniors
ragging gets banned
and life gets easier(for our juniors)
semesters fly by
good and bad moments alternating
and now unbelievably, just 2 and half months more and b-tech ends
its hard to decide whether to be happy or sad