Dreams of the future are always more
beautiful and charming than the realities today. As soon as I appeared in the
metric examination I started thinking of free, independent and interesting life
of the college. My elder brother used to tell me that life in a college is more
a fun than a serious effort to get education. A college is a place a making
friends and for chalking out program to go to the picture or to picnics.’ Whenever
the teachers talk of examinations and tests, strikes are organized. This
description of the college life was in sharp contrast to the schools life which
I had seen for 12 years. So called discipline for the school had bored me and
the attitude of teachers in making us to feel that the y know ever thing upon
earth had developed a positive hatred for the school life. That is why I was
dreaming of the college life.
The first day at the college was considered to be
an Important one because there used to he ragging in the college. He seniors
would make the new comers to indulge in strange action- o the seniors had worked
out their own strategies and we had decided to act together. So as we entered
the college we met a few seniors who were approaching us with an air of
superiority. The asked u to stop but we paid no attention. They were larger in
number so the maid us to subdue immediately. Then they asked us to do strange
things like singing ridiculous songs and doing monkey pranks. I he sense of
self-dignity in me did not allow me to act according to their wishes till they
forced me to obey their orders. I felt a little humiliated but took it
sportingly. Later on we came across a few more groups of the seniors but we
were able to outwit them somehow or other.
We went to the lecture room and mistaking it for a
school we observed some rules of decorum. As soon as the teacher entered w
stood up and greeted him. But we found a strange smile on the face of the
teacher and it made us to think that we have not acted properly. The teacher
did not teach for some time and indulged in general gossip. It was quite
amusing and there was no strain upon our mind. After some time we moved to
another room and we waited there for near about 20 minutes but no teacher
turned up. In fact it as a problem to know to which room was we to move. There
was nobody to guide us and we were terribly afraid of asking the seniors. After
the second bell nobody told us that the classes were over.
As soon as I moved out of the room I started
thinking that in the colleges perhaps there is no regular teaching work. We
also heard some of the seniors saying that their courses have not been finished
and they do not know which books were to be studied h\ them. This made me think
that school life was better where we were forced to work. The college seemed to
have lost charm which I have been associating with the college life. The very
first day of the college was a disappointing day because I did not believe in
wasting time unnecessarily.
I had carried a few books with me but could not
make use of them. Most of the seniors had neither pen nor paper with them. No
one was talking of studies they were talking of film heroes and heroines. I hey
seemed to be more interested in fashions than in books. Some of them were
smoking out their time in the canteen. All this seemed quite odd.
we were supposed to attend only three
periods in one period the teacher gossiped whereas no teacher turned up during
the other two periods. I felt a bit bored. I felt that life at the college is
all play and no work but that is also not good Ear a healthy outlook. Thus the
first day at the college gave me a complete idea of the life over there. It is
meaningless and uninteresting. At this age if person does not work one is bound
to suffer throughout. This was lurking in my mind when I took crowded bus home.
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