College Days

Commemorating every single mischief of the last four years has now made college life look adorable. Bunks, proxies, Cheating in internals, attendance shortage, LL (Lover’s Lane), imitating teachers, sharing data hand-books, parking lot, birthday bumps, Wonder La, Bike trips, Nandi Hills, educational trips  … everything stands as a beautiful part in each one of ours Book of Engineering. On one hand where we had friends from other branches yelling about the differences prevailing among them and on the other hand we have always cheered the  Royal Mechanical Brotherhood. Bengaluru had been a home far away from home for me. In the arms of all the brothers around this was perhaps the most beautiful phase of life. Although we always complained about the scarcity of the feminine gender yet in the end it didn’t even matter. 

Now we have all separated like the branches of a tree. We are all focussed and heading towards our destination. But will this life remain as good as the last four years from now on?? The bitter part of life will now be served to us. At every phase we would be expected to act towards responsibilities, duties and social norms. We are not expected to be mischievous and now on mischiefs would be treated as mistakes. We are all graduates, just like millions of them in the streets. We will have to be in the rat race.

Life after a decade shall be lot changed than what we lived during engineering. Most of us will be married. All of us will be established as white collar employee or entrepreneurs at different corners of the globe. We won’t be college going lad any more. We won’t be wearing our friend’s tee and a pair of torn unwashed jeans every time. We won’t have plenty of time to watch every movie. We won’t have time to fix a girl for a friend. We won’t have that appetite to eat every dish in a buffet. We would hesitate for a street fight. We won’t have that bunch of friends to get us a cake and kick our ass on the mid-night of our birthday. We would have plenty of money for petrol but the least enthusiasm for any bike trip. We would be missing studying together a night before exam. 

One fine day we would plan for a reunion and we would be there with most of us hanging a beer belly. There we shall sit and cherish about all the mischiefs of our college life. As for now, it’s too hard for me to realize that I just lived the best days of my life.