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1 entry in b-school2 chambers of secret3 badmitton trial and first crush in the college4 freshers5 hide and seek6 exams the boring period7 strengthening of bonds8 I missed omas9 increasing marginal utility (concept of economics)10 IIC11 placement time12 emotional fools can’t survive in corporate13 some more romance14 true love15 birthday boy 16 love or not17 amar ka chamatkar 18 romance in library19 New Year gift –Mr. Verma20 blog that break21 lohri celebration22 strike in the history of college23 goyal sucks24 samiksha –acid test for mr.verma25 I saw him and could not turn my eyes26 valentine day27 separation28 farewell party29 volt mort30 politics of girl’s hostel31 beginning of second year Epilogue
A cute love storyChapter 1Entry in B-school
Finally, I am in the B-school here ( I am Aakriti), a new city lucknow away from my home all for the first time ,but this wasn’t easy for me . After a lot of struggle and hard work, I am here. Hey let me introduce myself as a very sweet, innocent looking girl (as what people who saw me for the first time say about me,) with the immense power to go turn impossible to possible, love to live life on her own conditions, do not like to dominate and hate to be dominated as well (this is what I am saying about myself) and you will come to know more about me as you read further.. So my 1st entry in the college. ooops…second because I came here for GDPI before also, so I entered the college with my mom and uncle .My uncle , the younger brother of my father , According to me he can be the best person to take interview of any person . This I am not saying because he is the expert of business communication or finance or marketing but because he know how to irritate the other person by asking lots of question …… take for example --- When we entered the hostel for the first time , we found there was a lot of hue and cry for rooms, where on one hand I was tensed by the scene there , my chachu stand still to look the warden that what was she wearing, it wasn’t a sari or a suit, and my chachu is only habitual to see ladies in suit or sari. Well that day my warden was wearing some white top and a long snicker type something a bit long as above knees which was quite looking odd that time but the interesting thing of that moment was how in that 20 min of confusion about girls and rooms , my dear chachu managed to get almost every information about the warden that is she married or not? Who is there in her family ,her name and many more as if he has come there for my marriage and getting all information about the boy and his family , after some time ,I saw her holding her heads tight as if she was going to cry for a disprin or saridon ,she left all the girls and first gave me my room no. 103 keys.So I was talking about my entry in my college. The difference in entering a school and a B school is that in school you come with your parents and in the B school your parents come just for being with you….As I climbed the stairs to move to the PGDM office... there stands my respected seniors staring at me like animals in zoo do when any new animal is bought there and staring me as if saying ,”come my dear we will show you the real life here .” One of them moved right towards me may be for raging purpose but suddenly my mom called me from the back ….”wait for me beta m coming” ,I saw that guy giving me a look as if I was his first bakra to get cut and then, he went the other way off…..I ignored and said to myself lets face them all. This is also the part of life.
Chapter 2 chambers of secret
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Now my hostel …….here you come to the chambers of secret…the girls hostel….Looks like a heaven to boys from outside but it’s a hell from inside especially for a girl like me. You may think that you get to get many friends when you live with so many species of your kind but actually you don’t .GIRLS CAN SEEM TO BE BUT CANNOT BE FRIENDS AT ALL. While I was coming to live here I was continuously praying to God to give me a decent room partner, who is dedicated towards studies and who must not be having any boyfriends.But…….. My first day in hostel. As I entered the hostel one of the ladies in white top and snickers commented, “O has she also come here to do the MBA? She looks so small, a student of 8 th class.” Before I could give her the looks for that I found she is only th warden. I kept silent.There was a lot of confusion as the warden was not able to fix the rooms for girls but finally I got room no 103... I was too tired ,it was day time and me ,my mom and my uncle were sitting in the room having rest, suddenly someone entered the room with a ban…….dashhhhh. I was in lowers and that was my roomy with his cousin elder brother .She came ,occupied the bed ,locked her wardrobe ,had a few talk with us , and went out to next room to talk other girl because she belong to her home town, my GOD I said to myself WHAT WAS THAT……. Am I going to live with her????????????My mom left me that very day in the hostel. In the room front of my room there lived Deepika and Deepali. I was alone in my room and as I moved towards other half of the room ,my roomy has pinned a slip on the board above the study table as – “hello dear roomy” and I liked that. After 2 days my mom and uncle returned to my home town .I really felt like crying a bit as I was saying bye to my mom at the gate. and there called out my dearest warden madam shouting come beta come let your mom go ,now we are your family,….in half an hour the hostel was full of girls everyone shouting here and there ,but my roomy wasn’t still there and I was really waiting for her to come. Finally she came and later I came to know that even she thought the same about me “WHAT THE HELL AM I GOING TO LIVE WITH HER?” Slowly we talked among our selves and I found that she wasn’t that difficult to tackle. We went outside the room and talk to different girls. I found no one like me and no one good. In my neighbor the same two sisters were going to live with whom I had my GDPI. I said hello to one of them, she was Sneha. As the night was getting darker and darker and there was silence all around suddenly some one came inside our room , the EXPREESSSION QUEEN SUPRIYA .IT WONT BE WRONG IF I SAY THE MOST DREADFUL PERSON IN OUR HOSTEL,BUT I REALLY LIKE THE WAY SHE TALKS .BINDAS . I was trying to adjust to this new environment , I was trying to take all what new life is giving to me .The discussion that night ( oaf it was a great discussion and actually a gathering of all kanpurians which includes , me( unfortunately in spite of not being kanpuriyan but because it was my room), Nishi(my roomy), Supriya ,her roomy Shruti( my future close friend in the hostel), Shivi (who later had to left this hostel with 8 other girls because of no space),they talked all things with joy and full expressions like about Mariyampur(their common school) ,all boys (only handsome and dashing ones), condom advertisements (quite Hi-fi talk for me that time) etccccc ) with all. The friends were quite cool, all a new experience for me , still a lot many changes to come in my life , here with friends ….. Next day morning as the new life started, I said a very good morning to luck now and started my day. I got up early, got ready, prayed to God, and then went on for the college with the group of hostel girls. There we all went straight to canteen as it was announced that we will get the breakfast in the canteen. I had a cup of tea and bread butter which I wasn’t used to. And there all hostellers boys were also sitting, suddenly a senior guy entered and all the boys stood up to wish him saying good morning sir. I laughed to myself and thought this is the second phase of raging. Suddenly this dreadful expression queen shouted to run to see the list for sitting arrangement as per sections, and it was the first time when I have to leave my cup of tea and ran to see the list. The entire crowd was there for the same purpose. All boys and girls were hanging on it ,.well my lecture was very very boring a communication class by Sulekha madam , and what she was teaching ,I was thinking if these low class concepts are to be taught at MBA college.. Well classes went on. Finally we were released at 1:00 and we went to mess for khadi chapatti and rice, my favorite .It was too hot to eat in these summers but too tasty to eat after not having a proper breakfast in the morning.
3. Badminton trail and first crush in the college
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THAT day it was a trial for badminton and It happened that I went to the court, where AD (AMANDEEP, one of my popular senior among girls,) was taking the trials .I was exposed to all these things first time in my life I mean with boys , never had the coed education before in life and I was all confused that time . When he asked me Head or tailI got scared don’t know of why and replied that anything sirAND there entered my 4th crush of life but 1st college of MBA college. (This proved to be the most effective among all 4 crushes) commenting Sir anything………Neeraj sir (Ist time I am not hating to call a senior sir, otherwise seniors has forced sir and madam on us)I was angry for my foolishness and his behavior but I played well and won that time, and I also won someone’s heart who knows ………………. FROM NEXT day I showed a lot of interest in playing badminton. I was enjoying life here and I want to enjoy more...I want to play. But I was being noticed by him ….I ignored but something was cooking ……….but what m I to do with that ….. I had many contradictory thoughts at the same time. But that day evening time as usual when I went to play badminton when no one was interested to do so I saw him walking that way. To get his attraction I called my friend Geetika from his back and he turned…..and I liked that..... I started enjoying this knows.After some time as he saw me confused and trying to get the rackets as all rackets were occupied by the seniors he took my side and said to one of my senior to allow me to play as I have the match and my second foolishness there. I said that it not my match to play, poor Néeraj sir he remained quite and laughing on my foolishness which he took as my innocence. HE WASN’T ANGRY WITH ME .That day first time I talk to him although , I talk about my interest in playing badminton and he told me about the bad inventory of college for players but suddenly he realized he had talked much to me and he went to other side. Next day I was sitting in the library with Shruti and, Deepika with his new boyfriend who is one of our senior Varun sir (first) was sitting behind us. (The last day I saw the list of marks of seniors and I was more interested in marks of NEERAJ SIR oops he is Mr. ., Neeraj verma.i saw in the list. I was happy because he scored very well and I formed first impression about him as being very studious.)so as we were sitting and reading suddenly Varun sir (first) called arey aaee verma sahib , and my ears were all focused on it as I saw back there stands my dearest ( almost dearest now) Mr. Neeraj Verma. I saw him and he saw me. I turned back after realizing enough of it. .. Now I was more enjoying it. It was my college first crush and after the CAT first time I found someone to be interesting. I exactly don’t know what was there on his mind but I guess he was also enjoying it. After all everyone has right of it……first I thought it was my mistake but actually not ,as I came out of the library ,He came out too , now my liking is turning to my loving.I really want to flirt with someone and want him to flirt with me too but from a distance only. That day it rained all night and many of the girls didn’t got up to go to the college ,but I as usual got up and got ready ,prayed to God and left for my first lecture. That day I went straight to the canteen for my breakfast and I saw Mr. Neeraj verma , he was coming out and I was entering and as usual I wished him saying good morning sir ,he replied too( only with eyes) though one of the senior was watching this and I don’t know what fun she was getting from me calling sir to him. Then after having the tea I went to the common room and sat there studying there (as it was announced no first class)...I was so focused but suddenly I heard some one called out from the door of common room neerajjjjjj. I saw there .O my God! he was sitting just near me and I didn’t saw him .So busy with myself. But why was he sitting there? What could be the reason .whateverrrrrrrrrrr. Why m I thinking of him….then I went for the lecture yes it was Mishra sir class. A very good teacher but not good as a person. Because for me to respect a man is one thing most important and that is how much he respects women…he was very good as professor. And he was a professional. But it was famous about him that he has wrong relationship with one of a senior girl who is also famous as Mrs . . . . Mishra in college. How cheap .But this is one of the facts of corporate world .These give and take relationships are very different from what I think….oops coming back to Mr. Neeraj verma (my first college crush). He was cool but sometimes boys cannot be understood .Yes as the lecture got over I came out of the class and what I saw was something I didn’t like as such . He was outside my class , sitting doing some thing on his lappi(laptop). Why was he there? Why ……..I don’t know what was in him but still I liked him. He was likeable …he was this. he was that. He was……
4. Freshers
AND on the day of fresher’s! I was so tensed because I asked mama to send my sari through courier. But the man didn’t turn up that day. Thanks to my roomy she had two and she allowed me to have one, also Aastha helped with the petticoat problem. Finally I went to the parlor with friends as I was moving out with my roomy , Nishi and some senior madams were entering and they commented look small kids are going to parlor……Well I got ready and moved to hostel back from parlor and I entered the college dressed beautifully in light blue sari with silver jewelery, light make up slightly tensed and confused. Moving with Deepika and Nishi my roomy. Nishi entered first and there was attendance and guess who stood there ,O MY GOD I didn’t thought about it and there was Mr. neeraj verma ,as I went to him for attendance for a moment he stand still watching me move in and I m liking it . As I told him my name he showed me the finger towards the other senior maybe section wise .Then I went for the programme. After the programmes there was DJ party arranged for us. On the dancing floor I was enjoying and I heard that some of the seniors were dancing and they were drunk. But this time my eyes were searching for some one in fact not there yes it was Mr. .neeraj verma. My eyes searched and searched for him but he wasn’t there .Where he went was what going continuously in my mind “Mr. Neeraj Verma”. But so sad he wasn’t there …….then I moved to take food with my big group and what I saw , was something which I can never forget , yes he was standing there and was looking so cute,and innocent like a child when he was eating ice-cream in a black shirt with black jeans .He was fully black but looked too cute and smart .I liked him for that. ……. Huaahhh well these were some precious moments which ones go cannot come back, thinking the same lying tired in my room after the precious party .Suddenly I heard some noise downstairs, it was the very horrible thing , my roomy has come late after the party and now making the hue and cry all over the hostel with Aastha and Meetu. They came in the room in the horrible situation saying that their classmates made them drink…this was some thing unusual for my ears to hear but I was least concerned about them as it was there life, what the hell they can do with it. But after this they danced and took many pictures lying on my bed and doing all those nonsense things which I hate. But this was my first adjustment with her i.e. My roomy. The hostel girls discussed this fresher topic for many days .That day was Sunday and I went downstairs to Supriya’s room to have chat. I sat with Supriya and Shruti and chat chat n chat, both Supriya and Shruti were cool and joking.Me --- hi Supriya –ohooo come dear ( she sounds very sweet)Shruti---smiling but quite and in pain a bitMe ---what happened ShrutiShruti –ulcerSupriya--- same hereI said in a joking manner-how it happened that you both had same problem at the same time.Supriya commenting --- she had the ulcer problem yesterday, but at night we could not control and we smooched, so now even I had the ulcer…………..AND laughing laughing n laughing, One could expect this answer from her because as I said before she was cool and bindas girl.We discussed the different programmes at freshers.Supriya---- how stupid’s boys are there, that fool Yash before singing the song that day started with a phrase----this song is dedicated to all girls who do love boys but are afraid to accept-Suddenly Shruti said--- so should we jump on them that come we are ready ……………WE ALSO discussed about how the marginal utility of our seniors increased ,raised to maximum and decreased in link with their girlfriends .They have felt in new new love like now the juniors do they take their girlfriend to fun ,waves for having a different kind of fun which they could not have before coming here staying with their parents, because their marginal utility was at the peak that time, and then it became the maximum and then as 1 years passed we could see their decreased marginal utility sitting at parag together ,no fun left….. But this gave us the opportunity to actually apply our economics concepts to real life situations…hhehehheehheeeee Now I have started enjoying this all, we named our discussions as panchayat by hostel girls……..there are different classifications for this word .It could be attacking panchayat, defensive panchayat or neutral panchayatIt can also be rated on the likert scale as Strongly attacking, attacking, neutral, defending and strongly defending.Where attacking refers to do panchayat against some one’s scandal in the hostel, neutral refers to discussing general matters about college or the warden madam. And Defensive is about Defending yourself or your frien
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Contents
1 entry in b-school2 chambers of secret3 badmitton trial and first crush in the college4 freshers5 hide and seek6 exams the boring period7 strengthening of bonds8 I missed omas9 increasing marginal utility (concept of economics)10 IIC11 placement time12 emotional fools can’t survive in corporate13 some more romance14 true love15 birthday boy 16 love or not17 amar ka chamatkar 18 romance in library19 New Year gift –Mr. Verma20 blog that break21 lohri celebration22 strike in the history of college23 goyal sucks24 samiksha –acid test for mr.verma25 I saw him and could not turn my eyes26 valentine day27 separation28 farewell party29 volt mort30 politics of girl’s hostel31 beginning of second year Epilogue
A cute love storyChapter 1Entry in B-school
Finally, I am in the B-school here ( I am Aakriti), a new city lucknow away from my home all for the first time ,but this wasn’t easy for me . After a lot of struggle and hard work, I am here. Hey let me introduce myself as a very sweet, innocent looking girl (as what people who saw me for the first time say about me,) with the immense power to go turn impossible to possible, love to live life on her own conditions, do not like to dominate and hate to be dominated as well (this is what I am saying about myself) and you will come to know more about me as you read further.. So my 1st entry in the college. ooops…second because I came here for GDPI before also, so I entered the college with my mom and uncle .My uncle , the younger brother of my father , According to me he can be the best person to take interview of any person . This I am not saying because he is the expert of business communication or finance or marketing but because he know how to irritate the other person by asking lots of question …… take for example --- When we entered the hostel for the first time , we found there was a lot of hue and cry for rooms, where on one hand I was tensed by the scene there , my chachu stand still to look the warden that what was she wearing, it wasn’t a sari or a suit, and my chachu is only habitual to see ladies in suit or sari. Well that day my warden was wearing some white top and a long snicker type something a bit long as above knees which was quite looking odd that time but the interesting thing of that moment was how in that 20 min of confusion about girls and rooms , my dear chachu managed to get almost every information about the warden that is she married or not? Who is there in her family ,her name and many more as if he has come there for my marriage and getting all information about the boy and his family , after some time ,I saw her holding her heads tight as if she was going to cry for a disprin or saridon ,she left all the girls and first gave me my room no. 103 keys.So I was talking about my entry in my college. The difference in entering a school and a B school is that in school you come with your parents and in the B school your parents come just for being with you….As I climbed the stairs to move to the PGDM office... there stands my respected seniors staring at me like animals in zoo do when any new animal is bought there and staring me as if saying ,”come my dear we will show you the real life here .” One of them moved right towards me may be for raging purpose but suddenly my mom called me from the back ….”wait for me beta m coming” ,I saw that guy giving me a look as if I was his first bakra to get cut and then, he went the other way off…..I ignored and said to myself lets face them all. This is also the part of life.
Chapter 2 chambers of secret
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Now my hostel …….here you come to the chambers of secret…the girls hostel….Looks like a heaven to boys from outside but it’s a hell from inside especially for a girl like me. You may think that you get to get many friends when you live with so many species of your kind but actually you don’t .GIRLS CAN SEEM TO BE BUT CANNOT BE FRIENDS AT ALL. While I was coming to live here I was continuously praying to God to give me a decent room partner, who is dedicated towards studies and who must not be having any boyfriends.But…….. My first day in hostel. As I entered the hostel one of the ladies in white top and snickers commented, “O has she also come here to do the MBA? She looks so small, a student of 8 th class.” Before I could give her the looks for that I found she is only th warden. I kept silent.There was a lot of confusion as the warden was not able to fix the rooms for girls but finally I got room no 103... I was too tired ,it was day time and me ,my mom and my uncle were sitting in the room having rest, suddenly someone entered the room with a ban…….dashhhhh. I was in lowers and that was my roomy with his cousin elder brother .She came ,occupied the bed ,locked her wardrobe ,had a few talk with us , and went out to next room to talk other girl because she belong to her home town, my GOD I said to myself WHAT WAS THAT……. Am I going to live with her????????????My mom left me that very day in the hostel. In the room front of my room there lived Deepika and Deepali. I was alone in my room and as I moved towards other half of the room ,my roomy has pinned a slip on the board above the study table as – “hello dear roomy” and I liked that. After 2 days my mom and uncle returned to my home town .I really felt like crying a bit as I was saying bye to my mom at the gate. and there called out my dearest warden madam shouting come beta come let your mom go ,now we are your family,….in half an hour the hostel was full of girls everyone shouting here and there ,but my roomy wasn’t still there and I was really waiting for her to come. Finally she came and later I came to know that even she thought the same about me “WHAT THE HELL AM I GOING TO LIVE WITH HER?” Slowly we talked among our selves and I found that she wasn’t that difficult to tackle. We went outside the room and talk to different girls. I found no one like me and no one good. In my neighbor the same two sisters were going to live with whom I had my GDPI. I said hello to one of them, she was Sneha. As the night was getting darker and darker and there was silence all around suddenly some one came inside our room , the EXPREESSSION QUEEN SUPRIYA .IT WONT BE WRONG IF I SAY THE MOST DREADFUL PERSON IN OUR HOSTEL,BUT I REALLY LIKE THE WAY SHE TALKS .BINDAS . I was trying to adjust to this new environment , I was trying to take all what new life is giving to me .The discussion that night ( oaf it was a great discussion and actually a gathering of all kanpurians which includes , me( unfortunately in spite of not being kanpuriyan but because it was my room), Nishi(my roomy), Supriya ,her roomy Shruti( my future close friend in the hostel), Shivi (who later had to left this hostel with 8 other girls because of no space),they talked all things with joy and full expressions like about Mariyampur(their common school) ,all boys (only handsome and dashing ones), condom advertisements (quite Hi-fi talk for me that time) etccccc ) with all. The friends were quite cool, all a new experience for me , still a lot many changes to come in my life , here with friends ….. Next day morning as the new life started, I said a very good morning to luck now and started my day. I got up early, got ready, prayed to God, and then went on for the college with the group of hostel girls. There we all went straight to canteen as it was announced that we will get the breakfast in the canteen. I had a cup of tea and bread butter which I wasn’t used to. And there all hostellers boys were also sitting, suddenly a senior guy entered and all the boys stood up to wish him saying good morning sir. I laughed to myself and thought this is the second phase of raging. Suddenly this dreadful expression queen shouted to run to see the list for sitting arrangement as per sections, and it was the first time when I have to leave my cup of tea and ran to see the list. The entire crowd was there for the same purpose. All boys and girls were hanging on it ,.well my lecture was very very boring a communication class by Sulekha madam , and what she was teaching ,I was thinking if these low class concepts are to be taught at MBA college.. Well classes went on. Finally we were released at 1:00 and we went to mess for khadi chapatti and rice, my favorite .It was too hot to eat in these summers but too tasty to eat after not having a proper breakfast in the morning.
3. Badminton trail and first crush in the college
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THAT day it was a trial for badminton and It happened that I went to the court, where AD (AMANDEEP, one of my popular senior among girls,) was taking the trials .I was exposed to all these things first time in my life I mean with boys , never had the coed education before in life and I was all confused that time . When he asked me Head or tailI got scared don’t know of why and replied that anything sirAND there entered my 4th crush of life but 1st college of MBA college. (This proved to be the most effective among all 4 crushes) commenting Sir anything………Neeraj sir (Ist time I am not hating to call a senior sir, otherwise seniors has forced sir and madam on us)I was angry for my foolishness and his behavior but I played well and won that time, and I also won someone’s heart who knows ………………. FROM NEXT day I showed a lot of interest in playing badminton. I was enjoying life here and I want to enjoy more...I want to play. But I was being noticed by him ….I ignored but something was cooking ……….but what m I to do with that ….. I had many contradictory thoughts at the same time. But that day evening time as usual when I went to play badminton when no one was interested to do so I saw him walking that way. To get his attraction I called my friend Geetika from his back and he turned…..and I liked that..... I started enjoying this knows.After some time as he saw me confused and trying to get the rackets as all rackets were occupied by the seniors he took my side and said to one of my senior to allow me to play as I have the match and my second foolishness there. I said that it not my match to play, poor Néeraj sir he remained quite and laughing on my foolishness which he took as my innocence. HE WASN’T ANGRY WITH ME .That day first time I talk to him although , I talk about my interest in playing badminton and he told me about the bad inventory of college for players but suddenly he realized he had talked much to me and he went to other side. Next day I was sitting in the library with Shruti and, Deepika with his new boyfriend who is one of our senior Varun sir (first) was sitting behind us. (The last day I saw the list of marks of seniors and I was more interested in marks of NEERAJ SIR oops he is Mr. ., Neeraj verma.i saw in the list. I was happy because he scored very well and I formed first impression about him as being very studious.)so as we were sitting and reading suddenly Varun sir (first) called arey aaee verma sahib , and my ears were all focused on it as I saw back there stands my dearest ( almost dearest now) Mr. Neeraj Verma. I saw him and he saw me. I turned back after realizing enough of it. .. Now I was more enjoying it. It was my college first crush and after the CAT first time I found someone to be interesting. I exactly don’t know what was there on his mind but I guess he was also enjoying it. After all everyone has right of it……first I thought it was my mistake but actually not ,as I came out of the library ,He came out too , now my liking is turning to my loving.I really want to flirt with someone and want him to flirt with me too but from a distance only. That day it rained all night and many of the girls didn’t got up to go to the college ,but I as usual got up and got ready ,prayed to God and left for my first lecture. That day I went straight to the canteen for my breakfast and I saw Mr. Neeraj verma , he was coming out and I was entering and as usual I wished him saying good morning sir ,he replied too( only with eyes) though one of the senior was watching this and I don’t know what fun she was getting from me calling sir to him. Then after having the tea I went to the common room and sat there studying there (as it was announced no first class)...I was so focused but suddenly I heard some one called out from the door of common room neerajjjjjj. I saw there .O my God! he was sitting just near me and I didn’t saw him .So busy with myself. But why was he sitting there? What could be the reason .whateverrrrrrrrrrr. Why m I thinking of him….then I went for the lecture yes it was Mishra sir class. A very good teacher but not good as a person. Because for me to respect a man is one thing most important and that is how much he respects women…he was very good as professor. And he was a professional. But it was famous about him that he has wrong relationship with one of a senior girl who is also famous as Mrs . . . . Mishra in college. How cheap .But this is one of the facts of corporate world .These give and take relationships are very different from what I think….oops coming back to Mr. Neeraj verma (my first college crush). He was cool but sometimes boys cannot be understood .Yes as the lecture got over I came out of the class and what I saw was something I didn’t like as such . He was outside my class , sitting doing some thing on his lappi(laptop). Why was he there? Why ……..I don’t know what was in him but still I liked him. He was likeable …he was this. he was that. He was……
4. Freshers
AND on the day of fresher’s! I was so tensed because I asked mama to send my sari through courier. But the man didn’t turn up that day. Thanks to my roomy she had two and she allowed me to have one, also Aastha helped with the petticoat problem. Finally I went to the parlor with friends as I was moving out with my roomy , Nishi and some senior madams were entering and they commented look small kids are going to parlor……Well I got ready and moved to hostel back from parlor and I entered the college dressed beautifully in light blue sari with silver jewelery, light make up slightly tensed and confused. Moving with Deepika and Nishi my roomy. Nishi entered first and there was attendance and guess who stood there ,O MY GOD I didn’t thought about it and there was Mr. neeraj verma ,as I went to him for attendance for a moment he stand still watching me move in and I m liking it . As I told him my name he showed me the finger towards the other senior maybe section wise .Then I went for the programme. After the programmes there was DJ party arranged for us. On the dancing floor I was enjoying and I heard that some of the seniors were dancing and they were drunk. But this time my eyes were searching for some one in fact not there yes it was Mr. .neeraj verma. My eyes searched and searched for him but he wasn’t there .Where he went was what going continuously in my mind “Mr. Neeraj Verma”. But so sad he wasn’t there …….then I moved to take food with my big group and what I saw , was something which I can never forget , yes he was standing there and was looking so cute,and innocent like a child when he was eating ice-cream in a black shirt with black jeans .He was fully black but looked too cute and smart .I liked him for that. ……. Huaahhh well these were some precious moments which ones go cannot come back, thinking the same lying tired in my room after the precious party .Suddenly I heard some noise downstairs, it was the very horrible thing , my roomy has come late after the party and now making the hue and cry all over the hostel with Aastha and Meetu. They came in the room in the horrible situation saying that their classmates made them drink…this was some thing unusual for my ears to hear but I was least concerned about them as it was there life, what the hell they can do with it. But after this they danced and took many pictures lying on my bed and doing all those nonsense things which I hate. But this was my first adjustment with her i.e. My roomy. The hostel girls discussed this fresher topic for many days .That day was Sunday and I went downstairs to Supriya’s room to have chat. I sat with Supriya and Shruti and chat chat n chat, both Supriya and Shruti were cool and joking.Me --- hi Supriya –ohooo come dear ( she sounds very sweet)Shruti---smiling but quite and in pain a bitMe ---what happened ShrutiShruti –ulcerSupriya--- same hereI said in a joking manner-how it happened that you both had same problem at the same time.Supriya commenting --- she had the ulcer problem yesterday, but at night we could not control and we smooched, so now even I had the ulcer…………..AND laughing laughing n laughing, One could expect this answer from her because as I said before she was cool and bindas girl.We discussed the different programmes at freshers.Supriya---- how stupid’s boys are there, that fool Yash before singing the song that day started with a phrase----this song is dedicated to all girls who do love boys but are afraid to accept-Suddenly Shruti said--- so should we jump on them that come we are ready ……………WE ALSO discussed about how the marginal utility of our seniors increased ,raised to maximum and decreased in link with their girlfriends .They have felt in new new love like now the juniors do they take their girlfriend to fun ,waves for having a different kind of fun which they could not have before coming here staying with their parents, because their marginal utility was at the peak that time, and then it became the maximum and then as 1 years passed we could see their decreased marginal utility sitting at parag together ,no fun left….. But this gave us the opportunity to actually apply our economics concepts to real life situations…hhehehheehheeeee Now I have started enjoying this all, we named our discussions as panchayat by hostel girls……..there are different classifications for this word .It could be attacking panchayat, defensive panchayat or neutral panchayatIt can also be rated on the likert scale as Strongly attacking, attacking, neutral, defending and strongly defending.Where attacking refers to do panchayat against some one’s scandal in the hostel, neutral refers to discussing general matters about college or the warden madam. And Defensive is about Defending yourself or your frien
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