It is always amusing to
explore more about the human psychology. When I joined my college four years
ago, I had just one feeling about it. How I am going to spend the rest four
years of my life in Chennai?
And today when
everything is over I feel bad about it. I also feel good about it. But I don’t exactly
know how I am feeling. Am I feeling good because I completed my graduation or
am I feeling bad because I am leaving a lot behind? I have a mixed feeling
about everything and so I decided to explore all those feelings by sharing
those moments which kept me going throughout my college life all over my blog. So
the coming few days I am going to share all those colorful moments of my
college life.
My first day in college
is still so fresh and vivid in my mind as if it was yesterday when I was
standing at the gate of SRM University, this time I was pretty confident as
this was not my first time staying alone. I already experienced that bachelor
life when I stayed in Hyderabad for two years. So I had already overcome those
feelings and I was just looking forward to an adventurous four years of my life.
However I never thought it will actually turn into some masala movie in the
end. I don’t know why but my life always has a story to tell.
I was new to Chennai and
I had no clue how I am gonna survive here. In Hyderabad it was not necessary to
learn Telugu because every people over there spoke Hindi. And I managed my days
in Hyderabad quite well without even learning the regional language. But the
case was not the same in Chennai. Here very few people knew Hindi and I use to
be speechless and expressionless at times. That was one major challenge for
every north Indian of our college. That was the reason initially I had such
hatred for the place. Apart from that the climate condition, the food issue and
there was no meter system in Chennai auto. They all use to ask almost double
the rate for anywhere we wanted to go. First three years of college I never
bothered to even ask any auto guy to drop me anywhere. Bus or local trains were
the only two transport system which we decided to rely upon. And both of them
use to be crowded as hell. Even sometimes when we were damn tired we had no
other option and board a train or bus. Sometimes being amidst that crowd use to
be fun, helping someone unconditionally in a bus always gave me immense
pleasure and happiness.
The morning 4’o clock
tea with hot vada or bajji was always amazing. The sunrise from marina, getting
stoned at broken bridge, walking endlessly to find something to eat in
afternoon, the lectures, the bunks, the fest, the night studies, the results,
the placement drive, the backlogs, the politics everything had its own value
and fun which I feel now when I reflect on all those moments. There were times
we kept on bitching about Chennai all over the country telling everyone not to
come, and now I suggest people to live in Chennai. Except of the heat it is a
good place to live in, you get peace of mind, it is safe and it has a lot more
which most of the people have not explored yet. The best part which now I like
about Tamil Nadu is people over here have preserved their heritage, culture and
tradition. I don’t want to offend anyone but with the advancement of technology
and western culture influence many people have lost it. But in Chennai doesn’t matter
you are a millionaire or billionaire there are certain things which is common
among everyone.
This city has taught me
to remain calm in the worst situation of life. It has taught me to follow my dreams
and never give up. The four years of my life here was amazing, though I ended
up disappointing many people again but what I have learnt about life in these
four years of my life, I can’t explain all that to anyone else. It’s my own
experience which is going to help me in life. And yeah doesn’t matter what kind
of situation comes I know one thing for a fact that I can handle all sorts of
situation in life and I am gonna come out of anything with flying colors.
The friends, I made
here, I don’t know till when we all will be in contact. But I know one thing the
time that I have spent with every one of them was epic and I have treasured
every single memory which I replay every now and then. And whenever I do, it
brings a smile on my face.
As they say every
beginning has an ending and every end has a new beginning.
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