An end or a beginning...

Well it was a normal starting of the day...the same dawn,the same lousiness,the same reluctance to begin the day which apparently had become an integral part of my life. When I stepped inside the classroom i realised that it was yet another test which again was the same old cliche style of teaching in our college. However at the end of the class, our teacher who again is unique and peculiar in his own style(no further explanations about him) made a statement in his routein glimmering, gliding manner. The consequence of his statement would be so profound was something i never dreamt of.The fact that this particular statement has induced,triggered and unleashed the thoughts within me that today I'm attemptin to do something that I have never done. Yes, breaking all the inhibitions and doubts about my abilities of being a prolific writer or for that matter somebody who can play with words and impress the reader, here I am writing my first blog and entering in this world of blogging.
Coming back to the statement, the realisation that his statement brought, was the fact that today was the last day of our first semester in the college! This piece of writing is a tribute to all these days spent in this university and all those moments of sweet, sour and spicy moments of my life.
On a retrospecive note, this semester began with many dejected feelings,disillusionment in heart all of which was compelling me to compromise with a heavy heart that to accept the new terms on a lively note. Further on things started changing and the journey travelled became tedious to calm, annoying to fun and "I give a damn" attitude to nostalgia. Those initial days of meeting new people, getting to know each other and the travelling the path of inculcating those bonds of friendship.Those days of ragging, the party nights, those crushes and those breaking hearts. Those lectures where we kept babbling to the extent of being chucked out of the class, those gosssips which even haunted us in dreams, those cheesy comments, those linkages which were fictitious to the core, those times we spent on the arch, on the stairs : talking, commenting, observing and hitting each other. Those creations of terminologies like : Air, Golu,Dumbrata, MR.& MRS. Bakchod, the Backchod villa,the legue of PSTP...God knows what! the tales of the Boy from Kottayam's, The legendary Ju.. etc were born in these very days by us.Those hang-outs and auto rides, those ventures of hunting new places all on our own, those train journeys and eventful experiences attached to it,those shoppings and other forms of frolick...all of it was indeed very enjoyable.Though we kept cribbing and making plans of further expansions etc. yet in these very days all of us beacame really close and when I retrospect I realise that we indeed had a blast no matter what all we went through.
Here I stand at the threshold of beginning a new life and journey ahead as the coming semesters will pose immense challenges in terms of academics, activities and other psychologically pressurising things.
I want to bid Adieu to the first semester of my college life and thank it because it taught me a lot of things in terms of numerous experiences,diversity of people and several other moments of subtle happenings. Here I stand with a confidence in mind and liveliness in heart to welcome the upcoming days with a new found vigour,joy and blissful discovery!