Away from HOME – Phase 3

Β  Β Β Β 8 years before on a sunny morning I loaded my luggage to the car. What’s that feeling that haunted me? Still, I don’t know. Its like a little birdie getting out from mother’s wings. My eyes were welling up. I am gonna miss my room, my bed, my books, my home town. πŸ˜₯ Oye! You are only a 40 kms away from home. Really! Then why so much of this drama? Its on that morning I realized how it is; departing from home for a long time. I can come back every weekend; can feel that homely feeling once in every seven days; but still i was feeling numb. I felt a small tear rolling down my cheeks when our car took the bend and my home was out of sight. 😦 Mom and Dad is saying how to handle life alone; how to be brave; how to behave; how to be careful. I was 16 then,actually 15; will reach 16 two months later. So called bold and brilliant little girl from our family; who is ready to catch her dreams in the world of art and buildings. I wasn’t worried about anything; but my heart was cold ❀ . I couldn’t hear its lub dup; its almost out of order. Brain is out of order from the day I joined the college. Severe disorder to my whole body!! Master brain and lovely heart; they both seems to be resting in my room at home. πŸ˜›

PHASE 1

Yeah! After a great section of ragging (that time it was hurting but now seems to be funny!) and introduction i entered to the world of college and hostel life. 8 years and 3 different hostels; different satires; Archie life to Engineering life (from artist to professional); Student to Architect (from professional to actual professional) Different places, different rooms, different people. Hostel life is so called hell for everyone where we make heaven. Wherever i stayed till now; I made heaven out of that every hell. 3 years as a stubborn archie who always carried a pencil in her drooping pants; πŸ˜‰ Sleepless nights with my sheets and drawings; a world with colors and models (models of structures; not Lakme fashion week πŸ˜› ) Loosing weight; laughing at every simple things; finding my true love (first love is always special ❀ ); long walks; and living with least pocket money. It was the best I had. The first time I found outΒ what friendship is; what love is; what adjusting is; what is it like living with a bunch of people from different home; and moreover so many experiences over life. From the first phase of life away from home; I studied how to love each other; how to trust on someone and how not to break it. We managed to stuck in a room with 10 beds (which we changed to 8 and we 10 slept over that); 2 tables (both with my sheets stick over that). We never complained; but we enjoyed every moment with tears and laughs. The people who taught me to smile at every conditions; to sing on every worries; to sleep with my tensions over submissions and to praise the Almighty for everything!! πŸ™‚

PHASE 2

Then Β the second phase of life away from home. Crying days cause of missing old room mates; 😦 stuck among some seventy people who are already friends for the past one year and I am new Alien to them. And the life with some higher standard people who always carried a thought that they are bigger than anyone cause they are Engineers. πŸ˜› From there I studied what wrath is πŸ˜› ; what hate is; what betrayal is; how is it like cheating someone with whom we are sleeping everyday; how is it like taking someone’s precious thing and ruining it; how is it like sitting for combine study and having a urge in mind that I m gonna score more than you πŸ™‚ ; how is it like spending more money on nothing we need; how it isΒ like complaining on everything; and moreover whats backstabbing. I know someone among those people will read this one day and will realize how I felt for them. This is not what I felt then; this is what my realizations are after that 3 years of life. I won’t complain you cause even my cousins did the same to me; Betrayal; so why can’t you! πŸ˜› I would better study from them how to keep that hate towards anyone for a long time for no reason; how to cheat someone who is in your room for the past two/three years; how is it to betray your best friend (so called best friend). Strange people; strange life it is!! πŸ™‚

PHASE 3

Through which I am going now. My life with some responsible; still funny and loving people; a set of crazy ones who are trying hard to build up their career to whom I never tried to mingle with; but all fell in place and they seems to be getting adjusted to me! (Yes; m pretty confusing often πŸ™‚ ). I was worried of joking over them; make fun of them; even to care them. I was wrong often! Now I started joking over them (they over me too); make fun of them (they over me too); even started caring them(they care me too) πŸ˜› . Some different mind sets who never attracts; but for God’s sake we never repels. Thank God for making me keep a short distance between everyone among us. Cause that short distance is making us together always. Thank God for making them give me my space in my life (Not blaming over my friends, my books, my songs, my writings, my weirdness, my madness, my life). They are the well mannered well behaving people. May be cause we are all responsible working people (of same age! πŸ™‚ ) But this is another dimension in my life! πŸ™‚

Toast for all the people who made me smile on my days away home. Dedicated to all my hostel mates (who made me happy) in this journey of life. πŸ™‚ Don’t ever feel that there were no bad ones in my Phase 1 and good ones in Phase 2. There were; but these are only the memories which remains now. Don’t think they are the only one who betrayed me. Sometimes my family people πŸ˜› and my so called friends did the same. Don’t think that they are the only one who makes me happy. I have my princess of love who makes me laugh in tears (my Mayasa ❀ πŸ™‚ ❀ ); my own brother who always makes me smile in every situation (my AaashiΒ πŸ™‚ ❀ ); my wonderful buddy who always says I am the best (my Vichu πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚Β ); my reflection in life who always makes me feel we are the only two extinct pieces in our species (my Boss ❀ ❀ ); my family and a crazy set of siblings who always makes me feel I am special. So many people here and there! Long live this wonderful people. ❀

Nuz’ha, Shari, Ahalya, Sini Chechi, Maria, Greeshma, Sheena Chechi, Anju Chechi, Aswathi Chechi, Dhanya Chechi, Akhila, Daly (In first phase πŸ™‚ )

Aisha, Vrindha, Akhila, Hiba, my lil junior fellows and MBA mates (In second phase πŸ™‚ least in count)

Akhila, Vidhya, Limiya, Bhagya, Deepthi, Aswani, Soorya, Kala (In third phase πŸ™‚ )

Its just a simple thought of what makes me happy in this hectic life made me write this blog ❀ Love you all ❀

an era coming to an end…

…don’t know where i started…don’t know where i will end…started a life here like a life in hell…it seems to be so for the past three years…but still found someone to make my life worth living here…there were many who came to my life in a way to touch my heart…some came and went…but some stayed…

…getting out from this college is like missing a hell with so many heavenly moments…i don’t know what will i do to get my time back with my friends…i know i will be going back to my home town soon…the only time i have now is around four months to share…to rock…to enjoy with my extraordinary idiots whom i love the most in my life…i never thought that these wonderful people can change my life…change me back to my normal life…i got so many ups and downs here…when looms of sadness covered my life and there were times when i cried on my bed hugging my pillow thinking of some crap days in my life and thinking of my mom,dad and sis…yeah…i am a family girl…i miss my mom every moment i am away from her…i wish if she was here with me…

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my world around in the college is full of colors…sometimes tears…mostly laughs and smiles…my smiles are always blended and surrounded with my best buddies who cherished each and every moment in my life here…life in ICET was once the worst chapter of my life and now at the ending its on the top of best chapters…the cool mornings here in my alone room (which is double room…but i don’t know till now who my room mate is…:))…late night chit chats…gupshups…movies…oh!!sleepless exam days…bundles of xerox…cooking noodles doodles…fighting for silly things…everyone around me seems rocking…under the huge tree (the perfect place to hangout)…canteen (till the last sip of eldhos bhai’s tea)…auditorium(OMG!!once we got locked up in that)…ashrafkka’s shop…special strong tea…long walks to the college…through the broken roads…i m gonna miss those times…i m now enjoying each and everything here…in the college…arts…games…every single days…even our exams…:)

i really wish this time never ends…