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It’s a perfect swine engrossed feeling, when I look back to
the times of my juvenile university days. Everyone played snobbish and
flamboyant recruiting the fad statement, screw to win attitude with a plucky brain,
playing the infantile was their favorite game and abusing laughs which are
still the cranes.
And then there was a fragile side too… listening to the over-romantic
and sentimental poetry rains, sparkling at the secret crush tales, smiles
around would clutch on the people’s gaze, maintaining friendships with a hard
core strain.
Those wooing days remain a secret part of our heart which
can be undraped with only the university counterparts. Everyone there is so very
same, with binary sides of a beast and of supportive brain. Our slants remain the
mirrors to each other, with some under wraps life moments, of which even best
friends remain unaware.
Department was the fastidious plane which ensured an
egoistic standing, decreeing one’s own to be the best then others. Elections
deciding the winners over the year and shackled other parties without any fear, celebrating
festivals were more important than any other doings, with girls lining up in
the best of dresses and boys showing off their JATT attire not forgetting the
Ray Ban aviators even at night :P The JAGO songs (Boli’s) were the treat to the ears
with boys flattering the girls in every possible sphere, then again girls
replying with a provocative attitude to heed more praise. The lavishly organized fests were the exploring
areas of new friendships, attitude and intellect. The stretched out functions and
star nights prop up the superiority of student council, where girls turned crazy
for the stars and boys structured their own bars ;-) :P
In the evening, getting into the hostel was the terrible feeling, a round in the market and sector 15 was must for all. The afternoon visits to Stu-C were obligatory and was mentioned in our admission cards :D Library was the AC zone and ensured a glee eye dose to all the explorers. Not to forget some of the best poetry been composed at this enlightening place, with Gandhi Bhawan being the second such place ;-) Royal Enfields, Jeeps, luxurious cars with odd numbers were the style statements which ensured the trenditional train.
This endless list has a lot more to explain and there are
still a lot many routine knacks that are important and insane, which remains a branch of our life with a silver spoon.
Miss you all !!
Miss you all !!
