first year - five hours of orkut everday with a minimum of 100 scraps and heated discussion on where to explore regarding food after college
final year - five minutes of orkut(contemplating on deleting that account) and places.. no discussion.. no place in the near by area has been left unvisited
first year - couldnt wait for the clock to strike one of clock( the watchman goes to the canteen to have his lunch then) to pick up the bag and run away from the college( litearlly... we used to run past the gate and hop inside an auto)
final year - the count of watchmen have been increased from one to five and its highly impossible to go past all five of them with your bag,etc,etc...
first year - coffee shop!! that one word was enough to get us motivated .. we even used to compare the cold chocolate to the one in ccd.. and all of us used to land up in deep slumber after the tea break( PS: one of my frnd even went to the extent of suspecting drugs in the milkshake)
final year - cold chocolate ah.. no way hot cuppa chai sounds better... so we head to the canteen nowadays!!
first year- the ' GANG' actually ragged a senior jus because he claimed that he possessed the only green colored bike in the college..
final year - the same gang finds none of the junior fit enough to be ragged... lol...
first year- there was no confusion in this.. everybody was senior to us and invariable became" anna" (PS: we werent friendly to a single akka ..)
final year - there is stil no confusion.. everybody is junior to us and not even a single guy to call anna ( PS: we are still not friendly with the junior gals.. something to do with the gal clan i guess)
first year- cried on failing in physics mid sem by a matter of 3 marks
final year- rolled on the floor seeing single digit marks in all 6 subjects( PS: friend of mine reckons that even if i total all the marks, it wudnt cross the pass mark of fifty)
and the list continues........
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In boys perspective
first year: eyes getting chilled by the sight of beautiful girls walking
fourth year: eyes getting soared of seeing the same girl again and again
first year: She was my girl friend
fourth year: Ooo my gosh she's another persons.
first year: Njoyment seems never to cease with friends of same mindset around.
fourth year: where is everybody,have u forgotten us.
first year: teachers pet
fourth year: haven't seen anyone as naughty as him and spreads news across all teachers.
first year: worst moments seemed to fly past by the smile tat friends bring upon the face
fourth year: worst moments seems to anchor and play more hard with us.
first year:Lot's of ambition in mind and solutions to change the world
fourth year:Ambitions rested and rekindled again but seeking solution for self rather than offering it.
first year: heading the life the way we want.
fourth year: heading life the way it wants us to.
first year: 'responsibility' wat's that
fourth year: like a thorned crown sits upon ones head without asking for it.
first year: knew there was a small boy inside this body and just enjoyed being childish with it.
fourth year: still knew there is a small boy inside me but forced to act like a Man
On a positive and a sound finishing note:
first year: i never had u as a friend.
fourth year: abra kadabra here i am ur good friend.
haha.. good one actually... took it back to my college days while readin it :)
@naveen...
yabba!!!!!!!!!!! thnk u sooo much for that post in my comments section... gt a guy's perspective of the same thing!! esp. that acting like a man... true frm the heart i see...
@sunil... started missing college??
beautiful....Just the way it has been with me..U hit reality at its head dudetee..Kudos...
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truly marvellous ......i am in the process of writing smething on these lines....wen i move into my final year
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