Sunday, June 12, 2011

Confessions of an irritated graduate!


In a country like India, it is customary for everybody to poke into everybody's business. So, the college selection procedure that should have been my right became the talk of the household, my mom's market-mates, my dad's stock-analysis-mates and even my sister's chat-mates! Thats right, after half the town debated and debated for a whole month, IT was decided! Engineering it was.. Well, I can see hands jumping up everywhere, so I'd rather answer it myself. It was an absolutely pre-decided discussion :(

But, these assumptions may be boldly resounded in the blogosphere, but at the home-sphere and the associates neighbor-spheres I was telling you about, this was considered Prudence! After all, what could a 18 year old possibly know? Not much probably, but I knew more about myself! Wait, I begin to doubt even that, maybe I have been implicity canvassed all through my play-years after all!

Inspite of all these complaints, I am grateful for not having born in a family of Doctors! Me, a Doctor??? Impossible!

The first year was the most event-ual one! I mean it had a lot of events.. Nobody questions my vocab, atleast not on my page. Made a lot of friends, broke and formed many a gang. The fact is many broke just because we couldnt agree on a gang name. One word to sum it all up.. I-M-M-A-T-U-R-E! But ignorance is bliss, folk! And it was the most exciting roller-coaster year so far(then!)

The second year mostly followed suit, except that there was a lot of hanging about in the department, stalking the lecturers (for purely record-ish reasons!) and creating history!

The third year (Practically, not much about it) was a total disappointment considering it that we were pre-final years! Just when I got the guts to stay out after legal-hostel hours, everything got stricter, situations clumsier and my image, funnier. But I did accomplish a lot of smoothening up, made up for a lot of my non-ladylike behaviour and got into Santa's good books again (I dont believe in Santa either, but why would I say no if an iphone landed up in my sock?).

This is un-proportional? Abstract? Deal with it, thats me and you are currently reading my blog! Ha ha ha!
So, this is just a zillionth of all things I wanted to confess when I started the post. So, posts are in no way done. But I guess I confessed enough to be forgiven for today :)

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