College Romance-A Trance???

DISCLAIMER:The following article is not intended at anyone living or dead and any resemblance to the same is purely coincidental.Moreover,the following is not based on any theoretical or practical knowledge and neither does it have anything to do with the author's relationship status (which is single).


Now coming to the actual stuff, romance is a staggeringly heavy subject for somebody as young and amateur as me to linger on...but still I decided to make a post on this dizzying topic coz I've been hearing a lot about this, post my admission to college and it has left me intrigued how every other Tom,Dick and Harry once into college,manages to plunge into a relationship at a pace greater than lightening.


Well,where do these college romances head to anyway??Are the people(on both sides of the fence)actually serious regarding their relationship and contemplate walking out of the gates together at the end of the course and carry it over to the altar ??Do they really see their life partner in them??Or is it simply considered cool to be flanked by a 2-legged member of the opposite gender about which you can brag to your peers??Is it just a hangover from an overdose of Twilight(which is quite contagious,I presume)or is it truly the inner voice???


Now,my stand on the whole thing(as undiplomatic,crude,sloppy and inexpert as I may sound, I've to speak my mind):



Well,most people once into a relationship(whether it be a serious one or rather the sure-to-fail attempts(in my view o'course) at having one),seem to be really proud of it...they proclaim it with such panache-head held high,chest thrown out and hand over heart-ok, no offence,but it's quite amusing...their entire life seems to be centered around that one person....they're so irrevocably engulfed in that trance that their life might just come to a precarious standstill if that someone leaves them behind(or rather "ditches" 'em in the right words)for some reason......desolation would come crashing at crippling strength making them spiral downwards in misery and leaving them to mope for the rest of their lives.......


Now why bring upon yourself such agony??Be prudential!ok, ok, I know it's quite natural to have the chemicals inside your head go berserk at spotting a good-looking specimen of the other race.....but think twice before launching yourself into the "Romeo-Juliet" mode...coz once the initial thrill and sensation begin to ebb,who knows?you might just be filled with too deep a remorse and guilt at having thrown into drain the best days of your youth when you could've actually been escalating up your career and making remarkable achievements which'd last you your whole life and inspire respect and admiration from others....?Now as much as people might hate to admit it,college romances are invariably platonic(ie perfect in conception but not found in reality).....

Now as I'm quite sure,a major fraction of those who come across this,will dispel and ridicule the words of this 18 year old with much scorn.But as I stated earlier,this is just an other individual's perception and is not the final word on this topic in any respect....one is free to choose the kind of life they want and their way of living it.........after all, we live in a democratic nation!

My Life-In Retrospection!

Now I'm no Shashi Tharoor or Chetan Bhagat to leave you mind-boggled and awe-struck at the end of the read.....neither is my story earth shattering or even inspiring at the least.....this is just an outcome of the random thoughts which've been cascading in my mind for over sometime now,regarding my past,starting from my childhood to the 18 years of my life following it,which I decided to shake out over the keyboard.....

Ok now where shall I start??From the screaming 3 year old fighting tooth and nail with the ayahs and doling out random kicks at the teachers around to make an escape from the kindergarten??well..yes!I think that'd be a wonderful way to make a start :)

My kindergarten days always bring a smile to my face...tho' it was nothing short of an ugly nightmare back then!Totally oblivious to the language-Hindi(ok now sorry for skipping the most important part!I spent the 1st decade of my life in the Manchester of India ie Ahmedabad!...hope that explains my ignorance to hindi during my initial days),I had a really hardtime communicating with the teachers,especially the ayahs....even going to the toilet was such a pain in the ass...it took me all my might and acting skills to express my desire to pee(to the ayah o'course)! But then,as smart as I was even back then-thankyouverymuch-I mastered the language in like,1 week!The teachers applauded my achievement and my parents had tears in their eyes(obviously!their daughter could finally use the toilet without making a fool of herself in front of her classmates,who even at that age were quite smart at making cynical comments).

Then came the primary days which I'm proud to affirm,were spent at one of the best KVs in Gujarat ie KV ONGC A'bad.....my 4th year there was the time when one of the greatest calamities of all time struck...the Earthquake whose epicentre was Bhuj and a had resounding impact in the metro of A'bad....leaving everyone mind-numbingly shattered and taking with it a toll of 20lakh deceased.........this monster left no one unscathed....this is now the reason for my dislocation from A'bad to Tvm....yes, I call it a "dislocation" coz I've never really fit into this place.....now 8 years into the Land of Coconuts and I'm yet to fall in love with this city......well back to the academic part, here I was greeted by the mother of all KVs..ie KV Pattom o'course(no offence to other KVs in here..but I simply adore the school)...6 years of education in here..and ta-dah!I was a finished K-V product!!(n proud to be so)......

Then comes the college part....well as a matter-of-fact,I did work my ass off in 11th n 12th for the sake of entrance exam(ok now my classmates might raise a brow in disbelief,but hey!stuff it people!!!I did work hard for the entrance...)...but the board exam part,I never gave a fucking damn about it; which is why, all that I managed to scrape was a measly 87% in 12th and ultimate rejection from the premier engineering colleges of the country(tho' I took sincere efforts for the entrance...pity my effort)

Well then, despite my high expectations, I could only land up in a mere 2k position for the Kerala Entrance...which is why,here I'm at the Government Engg Colg,Barton Hill(now emphasis on the "Govt" part people!coz tho' small,that's some achievement I've,worth being proud of)doing a Btech in EEE.....well initially disappointed,but later thrilled to the core, I started loving this place more than I'd ever loved my own school!!coz this is the one place where I met all those wonderful people I've in my life now,with whom I bonded on faster than fevicol,and got to enjoy life and I bet,nowhere else on this entire planet would I've found such marvellous homosapiens!!(an added advantage which I forgot to mention earlier is the FEES!! it's so damn cheap!a mere 6200 anually!I'd bet my house,even your mom's saree costs more than that!now where else can you get such quality education at such an economic rate?!)

Now here's something that I'd like to say,I've learnt outta my own life(ok now this is no epiphany,just something that has evolved over a long period of time).....you never really get what you dream for,what you desire for.....but then whatever God gives..is the BEST 4 u.....that's what you're really in need for,and hey,if God really pelts you with all those missile-sized troubles, that is only to get you steeled up for the greater challenges ahead!So smile on people.....keep hope alive....you'll move mountains!!:)

Salaam Namaste People!!!!!

Ok now don't start thinking I'm an RJ in the making or something after seeing the enthusiastic greeting!nope!I'm just your plain,regular frizzy-haired mallu girl with a passion for writing(no it doesnt imply i'm a good writer...not even an average one...its just a likeable means of whiling away time for me),profound love for music(na i'm no singer,not even a bathroom singer at that!),an ex-philatelist,accompolished front-bench sleeper,certified chicken-freak and a ludicrous dancer!(I still wonder how I managed to survive Fresher's with the kinda dance I put up along with my mates.......Wait!ok now that was way better relative to the Art's one!) Oh well that's pretty much about me ..........