Hey I am back home currently after like 2 and a half months and well like always I get the royal treatment for the first few days....
choco's cakes butter biscuits and what not.... drinks....
first meal at moets def col - lamb in red wine , fish in some white thing :) and yeah some chicken dish .... prawn chipssss...
all this seems heaven to a guy outta 4 months imprisonment in kharagpur but then
THERE IS A CATCH..............
:)
mom sweetly starts to transform me back to a domacile bacha who is still a kiddo....
1) My hair have been cut short under the pretext of :
u cnt go 2 work in this style......unclean....shabby......dirty/....
JUST TRIM IT THODA SA
and then one fine day u find your hair exactly the same size as what you had when your school principle threatened you with expulsion (long hair not for school children :( )
2) My whatever style crappy gotte removeddddd....under the pretext of CCLEAN URSELF AND GROW IT AGAIN
maaaaaaaaaa......... it takes over 2 months 2 grow it properlyyyyy....
3)
OF COURSE the constant threats of she coming 2 kgp cos I am too thin ....
not eating enough....scared of ragging....etc etc....
yeah i am thin .. ican wear the shirt i em i couldnt fit in before clearing jee...
but maa 1st year ...
study pressure :)
new place alone bacha... :)
i need space and time to adjust :)
:)
:)
i loved the freedom that kgp gave me but i kinda hated the responsibilty that came along with it...get up go to class when u still sleepy....
eat cos no onez gonna wake u up and tell u to go and eat...
study cos no ones gonna tell you to study tht the exams are near and up on your head.....
no one to tell u to have a BATH (thts the good part :) )
I LOVE KHARAGPURRRRRR.......
I LOVE DELHIIIIIIIIIIIIIII........
dunno which i love more....
maybe delhi cos i do miss famila...
but then college frds r diff 2 :)
TATA
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