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The New Chapter of my Life
As days passed by I met new people. They were all different from the people i had encountered during my school days. School days were amazing. There was uniformity there. But here it was a different horizon. People came from different places and different backgrounds. It was a different experience in total. During the labs we were asked certain basic questions and I was the first one to raise my hand and answer (I seriously wanted to make an impression). I saw a girl turning back and looking at me. I thought I had seen her somewhere, maybe during my school days. There was a girl sitting next to me. She seems to very smart and friendly. I firmly introduced myself to her and she reciprocated. Her name was Tamana. I came to know she hails from Ahmadabad (she spoke well and seemed to be very active). I thought I may get along with her group. I joined them during the break. They seemed to be good and seemed to be career conscious. I was impressed by their vigour (Later on I realized what a pain they are). They were here to prove themselves. That day also passed.
New day. New challenges. New lectures. New admissions. Life was a roller coaster. The reshufflings began. My only aim was to get in Meera’s class. I wanted badly to be with her. I filled the choices again. In the due time, I found that girl who was looking at me in the lab the other day introduced herself and I found her to my school only. She studies there till 10th standard and then moved in to other school one. But she studied in another section and that too in Gujarati section and the English medium students never interacted with the Guajarati medium girls so there was no scope of meeting her. Her name was Pari Purohit. A fair looking girl and had a good built. She was cute and bubbly for sure. She was accompanied with other girl. Her name was Naina Vaishnav. She too was cute. Whenever she smiled her eyes became small like a Nepali or a Chinese (we used to tease her that we will find a Chinese for you). She too was in my school and Pari’s classmate as well her very close friend. I was happy to find someone from my old territory. We chatted for a while and exchanged thoughts about our school. It was a satisfactory experience. Then that day when I was talking to Hemangi, there was a girl standing beside her. She was Khushi. She was with Hemangi in her school and they studied together. She didn’t look at me. She wasn’t happy seeing Hemangi talking with me. She pulled her and wanted her to accompany to the washroom. That was the first time we clashed (There were many such clashes lying ahead!!!).
I hardly paid attention to who all were there around. My mind was still in the zest to get into E.C. (Of course Meera was a sheer reason). As usual we had classes then labs, breaks, new sessions and what not. In the first semester we had 8 subjects. The load was definitely there. My head was churning as usual. I was worried and tensed most of the time. I used to walk all alone to the van. I had no one to accompany me till there (I really felt bad). I was waiting and watching around. I observed that Hemangi and Dia were accompanied by a guy. His name was Manav Patel. He was in the middle and the other two were walking besides him (It was an interesting scene). I smiled within thinking “Oh God! A new love seems to blossom.”
Days passed by. I had been eagerly waiting for the reshuffling results. The result was out and even I was out. My wickets fell down. I couldn’t make it. But there was one more round left so I still kept the hope inside me alive. As the days passed I got along well with Hemangi and Dia. They were friendly and filled with life. Hemangi was gleeful and Dia was filled with life. Dia’s main funda was to live life to the fullest. She befriended everyone. In such a short duration she had friends from I.T, C.E., Mechanical, Electrical and Chemical. I found her to be very quick. On the other hand Hemangi was cheerful but she had her lines. She wasn’t very quick in making friends. Of course Khushi was the one whom she knew well and she was cordial with me and Dia as well. We chatted, had discussions and laughed while our travelling in the van. Yup it was good to have such light hearted people around. During the course time I found that Dia was getting close to Manav. During the breaks she used to go with his group around and they were having a great time. Whereas Hemangi was around with Khushi and she used to ask me to join them during the breaks. I found Khushi to be reluctant. I thought that she got unsecured with the growing friendship between me and Hemangi. I reciprocated her with the reluctance. I didn’t wish to get into all this but she started it off so i had to give it back to her. In the mean while even my friendship with Dia grew. She lived somewhat near to my house. So if there was some work related to college or any other stuff she rushed to me. I even enjoyed her company. She definitely was my first official friend from I.T. (my class). But I could see her growing love for Manav. She blushed and smiled whenever he talked with her. But I didn’t feel he reciprocated. I found him to be Casanova types. I was worried for her. But we weren’t that close that I could spit out everything. I had to be cautious (I made sure that I didn’t offend anyone with my words).
Days passed. Weeks passed and so did months. My final reshuffling result was also out and this time too I wasn’t able to cross the cuts. I accepted my fate and with a heavy heart accepted the fact that I have to stay with these people only for the next 4 years of my life (After 4 years I thanked god for keeping me here only). Assignments and other stuff kept me enough busy so I wasn’t into any other thoughts. But depression always crept whenever I thought about my life (I thought god didn’t like me so he never granted whatever I asked for).
I always thought that I am good at judging people at the very first sight. But I was always wrong. I misjudge people at the very first stance (You will come to know later on at the end). Though I felt I was smart I wasn’t. I was an idiot, duffer and stupid (That’s what I always loved to call myself). Pari was my lab mate. She was bubbly. She was always filled with energy similar to that of a small baby. I was never comfortable talking with guys. I avoided guys. I thought I was not that type of girl who can get glued to a guy. I preferred to maintain my dignity.
To Be Continued..
Splendid Six is a weekly column on College Life of 6 Best Friends by our columnist Asha Kumar. Splendid Six is being published on BuddyBits.com every Thursday. Stay tuned to read more from Splendid Six.