I still remember vividly when the tears were fighting to roll out from my eyes. This was the day when my father came on my departure at railway station along with my friend. This was the day when I was leaving my home and my friends. This was the day when I was becoming guest in my home. This was the day afterwards I have to be treated as a known stranger in my home. This was the day when I leaved Allahabad for Kanpur. This was the day when a living machine became emotional. This was 16th August, 2006. It became hard for me to say bye to my father in last time when the train sounded its whistle.
Since this day I had to merge with unknown people and settle in new place. I am lucky I got good company at my very first day of my hostel life. I met with Ankit Saxena. We became room mate. On first day of hostel I and Ankit locked ourselves in room because of fear of seniors. And approximately 4 ‘O’ clock we dared to come out from our room to meet with new comers in our wings. First we went to give shock to Ankur. I knocked the door. He came out.
“Good evening Sir”, these were his first words what he spoke with bending his back at 90 degree.
“kya hai bey”, those first word what came out through my lips and this BEY could not separate from my speech till now. There is another thing girls complain me that I don’t know how to talk with girl and they also don’t tell me how to talk when I ask. For some moment I and Ankit enjoyed pretending to be senior and chided to Ankur for his higher pitch. And after few minutes we told our truth and robbed his Barfi and NamakPara. This was my first robbery of edible items. Perhaps it was the effect of hostel environment when I felt hunger for good food at first time.
First day passed in fear of ragging. At last till 7:30 we were called to congregate at the common hall. Every senior, who seemed like devil at that time, treated with us like we are prisoner. They abused us and asked the rule what must be followed by us and forbade us not to go in another's room. The rule is made to break. So due to my moody nature I decided to violate the seniors rule. Ankit gave me company to not worry about seniors warning. This was the first time when rule violation seemed interesting to me. I was aware of consequences after being caught in another’s room but the taking risk has been inseparable part of my habit and this has been addiction too.
In this way I, Ankit and Ankur violated the rule and went to others students’ room in our wing. This was the great affability that we were treating with each other in very first day as we know each other since a long time. I find Anand Mohan as companion to make joke other, Amit as a dispute dissolver and Poornanand, the grandpa of our wing.
We enjoyed our first company to very late night, so second day we all were late for college and we had to ran to attend our first class of Btech. Here we encountered with our crush. This was the incident Ankur and Ankit had crush on same girl mean beginning of Btech’s competition. And at the end of the day we did not talked about study but we talked about girls. Because, every ones had rage on the lack of girls count in class. It seemed that only engineers have to struggle every where whether in college life for girlfriend and marks, and in real life for job and satisfaction. This was the first MASTI of my college life in MPEC. Every one of us seemed drown in love and was surpassing the Ranjha and Romeo. This was the day when we realized what is infatuation and what is love?
This was the day when we felt we have to care about each other. This was the day when we saw us as a family member of MPEC boys hostel. This was the day we learn t to resolve conflict and fight by our smile. This was the day when we learnt to make joke on each other. This was the day when we had dinner together.
Now I wish to live that two days’ life again. Again I want meet Ankit, Ankur, Anandmohan, Amit and Poornanand in those situations. I will have to leave MPEC in next few months. But I am lucky I got such type of friends in those first two days of my hostel’s life.
Since this day I had to merge with unknown people and settle in new place. I am lucky I got good company at my very first day of my hostel life. I met with Ankit Saxena. We became room mate. On first day of hostel I and Ankit locked ourselves in room because of fear of seniors. And approximately 4 ‘O’ clock we dared to come out from our room to meet with new comers in our wings. First we went to give shock to Ankur. I knocked the door. He came out.
“Good evening Sir”, these were his first words what he spoke with bending his back at 90 degree.
“kya hai bey”, those first word what came out through my lips and this BEY could not separate from my speech till now. There is another thing girls complain me that I don’t know how to talk with girl and they also don’t tell me how to talk when I ask. For some moment I and Ankit enjoyed pretending to be senior and chided to Ankur for his higher pitch. And after few minutes we told our truth and robbed his Barfi and NamakPara. This was my first robbery of edible items. Perhaps it was the effect of hostel environment when I felt hunger for good food at first time.
First day passed in fear of ragging. At last till 7:30 we were called to congregate at the common hall. Every senior, who seemed like devil at that time, treated with us like we are prisoner. They abused us and asked the rule what must be followed by us and forbade us not to go in another's room. The rule is made to break. So due to my moody nature I decided to violate the seniors rule. Ankit gave me company to not worry about seniors warning. This was the first time when rule violation seemed interesting to me. I was aware of consequences after being caught in another’s room but the taking risk has been inseparable part of my habit and this has been addiction too.
In this way I, Ankit and Ankur violated the rule and went to others students’ room in our wing. This was the great affability that we were treating with each other in very first day as we know each other since a long time. I find Anand Mohan as companion to make joke other, Amit as a dispute dissolver and Poornanand, the grandpa of our wing.
We enjoyed our first company to very late night, so second day we all were late for college and we had to ran to attend our first class of Btech. Here we encountered with our crush. This was the incident Ankur and Ankit had crush on same girl mean beginning of Btech’s competition. And at the end of the day we did not talked about study but we talked about girls. Because, every ones had rage on the lack of girls count in class. It seemed that only engineers have to struggle every where whether in college life for girlfriend and marks, and in real life for job and satisfaction. This was the first MASTI of my college life in MPEC. Every one of us seemed drown in love and was surpassing the Ranjha and Romeo. This was the day when we realized what is infatuation and what is love?
This was the day when we felt we have to care about each other. This was the day when we saw us as a family member of MPEC boys hostel. This was the day we learn t to resolve conflict and fight by our smile. This was the day when we learnt to make joke on each other. This was the day when we had dinner together.
Now I wish to live that two days’ life again. Again I want meet Ankit, Ankur, Anandmohan, Amit and Poornanand in those situations. I will have to leave MPEC in next few months. But I am lucky I got such type of friends in those first two days of my hostel’s life.
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