i [miss] or mess my college days

Don’t feel bad and not surprised even …plz….yaar mery life hai if i am feeling it then kya hua. Nothing na. But yes this is true. Though i don’t know how much you agree with me and how many of you disagree (concentrate on much and many ;-) . Seriously whenever i recall then i got few lines running behind me like “micca running behind rakhi sawant” and out of those few were like:

1. Xl ki kudiyaan wah wah bhi wah

2. Those were the best days of my life

3. Din bhar kaam nahi aaram…

3. Sabka kata hai … [Sorry i can not give you the link :-) ]

So does it means all were sweet enough to recall or there were something which i am hiding. Those cold and heated comments of Profs who used to say that i am one of the most useless channel of his class, or the opinion of my friends who used to say that i am a so prominent bugger that i can give classes to “Raju Srivastava”.

The green park of our college which must be abusing us for digging and eating all the greenery like Buffalo,

The broken windows of every class where we stay for more than 1 day,

Every bench of the library which are still the manuscript of all the love and lovers and various uncensored dialogues which Nagesh kukunurr must love for his next movie,

and moreover anything…

The staircases of the college which are red colored not due to the sincerity of college management but due to the voluntarily mouth wash of my guttka loving fnds,

and how can i forget my hostel which was the best example of change:

you come at 9 o clock morning it is like an uncensored movie, ppl with and without cloths are trying to bath, to dress, to impress, to hide…..and many more.

you come at 12 o clock in the noon…… we are the morons, can eat anything……..and hygiene: ……….from where this world came to dictionary?….. ….i hope my hostel is not the right ans.

you come at 6 in the evening ……i can bet that Olympics can get many new champions and many new games to play and to include in list of games they formally have.

you come at 12 in the night …uffffffff this is not the right place to describe , we are hiding the things in the closed rooms and hearing everything with the earphone which we usually and casually use for secret reasons ;-) .

and hell ! you come at 3 o clock in the night …..and then you will realize that we have a call center office at each of the building floor near the staircase, the flower pot, the balcony and our sincerity employees are busy in different type of ascent and facial expressions in solving the customers problems [i hope you can understand that who are the customers]……but don’t ask.. :-) what and who are the customers ?

Finally the morons are on the bed.
And while sleeping i am realizing that i had lost those days when reality means dreams and dreams were beautiful. I can’t say that do i really miss or do i really messed my college days. But one thing about which i am pretty sure is I really loved my college days.