Manipal 27th October, 2008
Since this is my first blog, I wanted to write something about the experience of my last two years in college. This idea of writing a blog came to a friend of mine named rajiv, who encouraged me to write.I must agree that I hadn’t worked that hard to be studying here. It was just sheer destiny as I must say. I believe in destiny, which itself is a very controversial topic. I had never lived in hostel. So I had basically no idea as to how I must talk to people here. Suddenly I was here in Manipal, where around a thousand other people had come to make there dream come into reality. The reality of becoming a “bada aadmi”. There is no doubt that I am one of them.
I arrived a couple of days early than I was expected to do. Just a day later there was a knock at the door. On opening, I found a guy coming in. six more people came in. I just woke up from sleep then. I generally don’t like people disturbing me when I am sleeping. He said he is swarup and was from Bhagalpur. Six other people who came in were shouting and laughing. Though I find it very common and fun nowadays, I found it very unusual then. I thought that if this is the way they shout then I would not be able to live like this. So I told them to shut up and let me sleep. Whenever I recollect what I said I feel I have had a drastic change in what I am now. This is one of the first memories when I came here in Manipal. Let me tell my readers that swarup is one of my close friends now.
One of the most dreadful days of the week as I felt that time was Monday. We had to deliver a speech on a topic on stage. I was very scared that time. My legs used to shake. Even if you tell me today, you won’t find much change in that respect. A very important thing about being in hostel is about living with a room mate. Your room mates some or the other way has a direct impact on you. At least it did to me. I was unnecessary tensed those times, on some of the stupid things which I laugh about now. I found out that the hype that the word “kota” created on my mind was immense. I used to think that time that if a person come from kota, he must be better in studies than me. Today I find this totally absurd. Looking back I must say that I should have changed my room then, but I didn’t. Somehow I managed. During this one year I was trying to get to know other people. So slowly that transition in me had already started. I was trying to socialize which I rarely did when I was at home. I wanted other people to like me. I managed to do that to some extend. My result was some what average.
One quality in me which I like about myself is my desire to improve. What I try to do here is that I mingle around with my friends, look around and if I feel a person has some or the good quality in him, I try to inculcate that in me too. Some may say that I am not being original, I am just copying someone, but I can’t help it. It is the one quality which I cherish the most about myself. If this quality wouldn’t have existed, you wouldn’t have been reading this blog. Somehow I came in the third semester. I had one of the coolest roommates, Srikant you could ever find around the globe. I was very chilled out the. I was happy. I used to play games for like two continuous days that two without sleep. But after two days I was completely exhausted. God had made up for my roommate thing I felt. For the first time in three semesters I was getting good marks. I should thank Rajiv for that respect. He had helped me a lot that time. I had not liked him when I first met him. He was too much into studies and his thick spectacle frame added to his nerd look. Though, I must add that he also has had a drastic transition, he is much cooler now. May be, college teaches us to be so.
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