I still miss those days..KABHI SOCHA NHI THA EK DIN YE MERI LIFE KI SABSE PYAARI YAADEIN BAN JAYENGI that even after 4 years I will cherish those small things from past even being busy in big things of present..
Moments that costs nothing to me and incomparable with anything that I buy today for fun..
Our college days...can never forget my first day in my MBA when I was already 7-8 days late of joining college being confused in two institution that which one actually should I choose..AMU being in a small city but with good reputation and of course economical was good option but I was looking for other institution as well and finally I choose the best..
My first day.. new faces. different appearances and discussion among batch mates to know each other's name. Finally roll call solves all these problem and you can know the name of your favourite face.. Was nothing interesting but a fear that there will be so called intro from seniors..it happened and went smoothly in second day..
And then we started knowing each other and I met my core group very interestingly.
My two biker friends (A &T) and my scooty friend (S.)..
I was too shy to handle those business management presentation in front of 80 students and my first presentation was bad I was speaking only copy paste of book with lots of nervousness moreover a boy's group made it worst. At the end I was in tears in a lonely room and two ppl came to relax it and convincing that it was part of classroom fun.. After a lot of reluctance we came together only as a group to give another presentation and I was determined to leave this group asap but some ppl have such an honest attitude that their faults are forgiven automatically.
Many friends left and few other joined and I met my third friend Shweta ,a fun loving emotional girl. And then our group became core group. To be honest I was most RAYTEBAAZ(get teased easily) unpredictable and always in fighting mode with lots of immaturity but my group bore all my craziness and small fights and then RUTHNA MANANA was every day's work almost.
If ppl waste 3-4 days for a presentation this group could do it in 3 hours as we never thought to reach on any benchmark our motive was only to finish as part of our course definitely some had been very good. Just discuss and go on podium and speak what you want to. ..and other member wont leave the chance of asking question and pulling your leg publicly :P :P :P And I learnt a lot and my confidence increased surely that still helps me.
With them I quite changed like from sitting in front of teachers i shifted to back bench passing slips in classes and getting asked by teacher "what's issue?? anything interesting going on there?
AB MUJHE BHI DAANT LAGNE LAGI THI :p :p :p
We were never serious about bookish knowledge and we hardly spent our time in library we were more of discussing group. (But out of sense of scholarly feeling I used to collect books from our 5 storey and one of the largest library of Asia)
We were not on top marks gainer and were not intending also.But we were good for our unconventional study technics that read at the last moment sitting in college garden with a group of 8-10 ppl with samosa, chutney, cold drinks and chips under the wisdom tree (there was love tree also but not for us)..exchange the crux of theory on SMS that used to forward from one hostel to another.But being together we gained good marks also.
Morever the Urdu poety of my friends..My God I was always left with question.."What was the meaning of that??" Those trips to Agra and Manali and only one song "Gulabi Ankhein jo teri dekhi."
People were kind of jealous and wanted to be part of it and many new joined as one of my professor like looks friend who is actually a teacher now and few others.
After 4 years its hardly the time when we talk..sometimes we exchange small helloo on chat messengers but whenever I think about my college days this group perhaps I can never forget and hope to meet them soon..
Moments that costs nothing to me and incomparable with anything that I buy today for fun..
Our college days...can never forget my first day in my MBA when I was already 7-8 days late of joining college being confused in two institution that which one actually should I choose..AMU being in a small city but with good reputation and of course economical was good option but I was looking for other institution as well and finally I choose the best..
My first day.. new faces. different appearances and discussion among batch mates to know each other's name. Finally roll call solves all these problem and you can know the name of your favourite face.. Was nothing interesting but a fear that there will be so called intro from seniors..it happened and went smoothly in second day..
And then we started knowing each other and I met my core group very interestingly.
My two biker friends (A &T) and my scooty friend (S.)..
I was too shy to handle those business management presentation in front of 80 students and my first presentation was bad I was speaking only copy paste of book with lots of nervousness moreover a boy's group made it worst. At the end I was in tears in a lonely room and two ppl came to relax it and convincing that it was part of classroom fun.. After a lot of reluctance we came together only as a group to give another presentation and I was determined to leave this group asap but some ppl have such an honest attitude that their faults are forgiven automatically.
Many friends left and few other joined and I met my third friend Shweta ,a fun loving emotional girl. And then our group became core group. To be honest I was most RAYTEBAAZ(get teased easily) unpredictable and always in fighting mode with lots of immaturity but my group bore all my craziness and small fights and then RUTHNA MANANA was every day's work almost.
If ppl waste 3-4 days for a presentation this group could do it in 3 hours as we never thought to reach on any benchmark our motive was only to finish as part of our course definitely some had been very good. Just discuss and go on podium and speak what you want to. ..and other member wont leave the chance of asking question and pulling your leg publicly :P :P :P And I learnt a lot and my confidence increased surely that still helps me.
With them I quite changed like from sitting in front of teachers i shifted to back bench passing slips in classes and getting asked by teacher "what's issue?? anything interesting going on there?
AB MUJHE BHI DAANT LAGNE LAGI THI :p :p :p
We were never serious about bookish knowledge and we hardly spent our time in library we were more of discussing group. (But out of sense of scholarly feeling I used to collect books from our 5 storey and one of the largest library of Asia)
We were not on top marks gainer and were not intending also.But we were good for our unconventional study technics that read at the last moment sitting in college garden with a group of 8-10 ppl with samosa, chutney, cold drinks and chips under the wisdom tree (there was love tree also but not for us)..exchange the crux of theory on SMS that used to forward from one hostel to another.But being together we gained good marks also.
Morever the Urdu poety of my friends..My God I was always left with question.."What was the meaning of that??" Those trips to Agra and Manali and only one song "Gulabi Ankhein jo teri dekhi."
People were kind of jealous and wanted to be part of it and many new joined as one of my professor like looks friend who is actually a teacher now and few others.
After 4 years its hardly the time when we talk..sometimes we exchange small helloo on chat messengers but whenever I think about my college days this group perhaps I can never forget and hope to meet them soon..
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