My first day of college; Bus ride

My first day to college back in India; makes me laugh and cry thinking on what and how i got through 4 years of my memorable college life. There I was; all formally dressed, hair neatly combed and clean shaven waiting for the bus to pick me up and oh yeah, i was half an hour before it arrived. My dad was with me to accompany my first day as my mom was getting my sister dressed up to school. It was a very nervous moment in my life as I knew i’d be looking up at many new faces and will have to remain with them for my 4 years of college. All new professors whom i will have to get along; this is a transformation which happens in every child who has to live on and see ahead what life looks like after completion of school where everyone always remained immature and playful. But college is not to be like that, it is a very serious and important phase of every individual out there raring to face the challenges of the world. Not that individual who don’t have college degree are incapable of facing life; it’s just that college life brings so much of memories, joy, pleasure, happiness, disappointments and what not in our lives. College is the prelude to our doors of life that we determine; if it would open up freely or make that hell lot of screeching noise. College life also teaches us how to oil that door and make our life go frictionless with obvious hiccups and here and there; that’s life.

Now coming back, there it was; my college bus had just arrived and i went up the front entrance, looked all over inside to see all unknown faces, students their parents and some even brought along their entire family. Thank god!!! I got a place to sit and so does my dad; apparently that was the first thought in my head. As i sat; i was wondering what was going on? And for the fact there was no one at my stop, me being the only kid. It was awkwardly strange and seeing the people behind me talking; getting them introduced to each other, socialising or whatever you want to call it was going on. it was all about “hi, my name is..... What’s yours? Oh! Even my friend studied there. Do you know? Which course have you taken? Do you know what....blah blah ”. There was this guy next to me, his name; prabhu. Of course at that moment i didn’t know him. So.... it took me a while like few more stops and then ask him “hi my name is...what’s yours? Which course have you taken? Cool; me too!!! ”. I know, that’s what everybody does; in relation to my earlier critical comment. Well, after that start of conversation it just went on and on.... like any other jolly good conversation. And that was probably a whole new experience for me, that wonderful first day of college and my first college bus ride. Even today when i think of it, i get such a pleasant warm memory of what happened on that first day.