This article was written many days ago, just saw that on my draft, so thought to publish it…

After wondering for so many days about what to write to be a regular blogger. Finally, I found a topic that has enough matter for atleast 5 blogposts.
Disclaimer: These are several things which you will disapprove like anything, but these things have happened. And since this blog will open up many secrets to the world, and they are ugly. So, be patient and do not criticize me for all this.  Thanks

August 2007, Seoni: After passing those long summers, its raining and I am still stuck inside my house. The Blase has converted into sheer boredum. The never ending poker matches are now boring as hell. And the board games, which I took out from my childhood closet, have become childish again.

I finally took a college, my parents were relieved, so do I, meeting new people(read it girls) is all over my mind. Though the college was on my least priority(The list, I made after reading India Today, best colleges edition. And This college is not even in the top 50). But Still, finally I am going to college and that’s what made me feel like heaven. Will there be another Ishq-Vishq or Kuch Kuch Hota Hai, going to happen.

I took the college hostel as my new home, even after several warnings by seniors ,even my parents and my big brother. I never thought this would change my world. “For the better Or the worse”.

September 07: The first day of college, didn’t went well with my expectations, I entered into wrong classroom, only got to know this when my name wasn’t got called in the attendance. And all the girls, were not at all hot. Only bunch of scared looking guys and girls, who never had freedom. By this time I didn’t know, my freedom is also a ephemeral thing.

The first Night At Hostel, was much more eventful than the first day at college. Well, No tight Slaps tonight. Only the basic funda’s and directions on how to live, which includes no cellphones, dressing like no-one for 15 hours a day, wishing seniors every time you see them, and that too by bending your backbone by 90 degrees, and always praying that you get less slaps.