Friday, March 18, 2011

Flying Past ...

Ohkay... it is that boy ...

Someone who was never attached to his college with some truckload of emotions. Stupid are all those who get attached. Well, how can someone feel for some shitty institution featuring some seniors loaded with sidereal attitude upto the cork, with some juniors with a similar error, with a crappy tea stall by the gate and a few low-stat vendors who do not stock any standard kingsize fag. One needs to walk some 15 to 20 minutes down the most horrible lane with scraps and bits of household wastes scattered all along. And god save the one who plans to cross the same during the heavy monsoon. Two sweets shop(that vendors samosa) and a parathha-wallah is all one can afford if the canteen is out of stuffs to serve. When the institution celebrates holidays there are more cows and buffaloes than homo sapiens in that region.

Coming back to the institution that boasts a well to do infrastructure, there can be nothing good about it. The boy hates his teachers for presenting him with low scores and the other faculties for ‘more than the required’ attitude they present. Every day he prays to God to bring an end to this ramification of the mistake he has made by taking a decision to end up here. He has no friend in here, he doesn’t intend to get one. Tiring are the ‘College Days’. No ‘Kuch Kuch Hota Hain dance group’, no ‘Mohabbatein short tempered Amitabh’, no ‘Akshay kumar type stuntman’, no Farhan , no Raju, no Rancho. Yet his classmates call this a college.

God answers every prayer. So soon his college days are about to come to an end. He is happy. He does not mind being a member of the group in Facebook formed by his college mates. But he does mind something else. The posts all across.

It goes back to the day when Debanjali all of a sudden reminds him that after three months his sufferings would come to an end. Soon everybody follows. Sourav Sen comes up with a album named ‘Nostalgia :-(’. Why is there this smiley? Well, there in the album are those arrogant seniors, his stupid emotional classmates, the stupid activities and …….. …….. SMILES … Ironic … people are smiling in an album that has a ‘:-(‘ in its name. Haha … its sarcasm… the boy is not smiling any more … fate is laughing at him …. Has he missed out the most precious and enjoyable phase of his life ?

He repeats to himself, there was no ‘Priyadarshi dance group’ in Kuch kuch hota hain, there was no ‘Short tempered Debajyoti Das’ in Mohabbatein, no ‘Sourav Sen type cameraman’, no ‘Rishav Dugar type entertainer’, no Rupam, no Pratim, no Joydeep ……. the list goes on …..

Was he the senior loaded with sidereal attitude upto the cork, the junior with a similar error? The tea stalls seems to be a better place than CCD , sharing a Flake with Ardha G**** and the others seems better than smoking away a Classic. And chatting ones heart out while walking down the station is the best thing one can experience…. There is a lot to say …. But how can he ?? This boy was never attached to his college….. Stupid are all those who get attached. Well he realises … he has been stupid !!

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