When everything seemed right on a hot sunny afternoon, accompanied with a cup of tea and some munchies. And, just when you were about to take a dip, the door bell rang, there was someone so unwanted to greet you, someone so unexpected, someone you thought would never turn up! Oh no, that’s not your ex, but your unwanted guest. 

How many times has this happened that you were having a good day until there was a surprise guest waiting for you to serve em? What can be done in such situation, when one needs to stand-by such a love-hate relationship? Ask help from your friends?

Okay! So most of us have been victimized.

What’s next? Pushing them off the door too isn’t a solution.

So you are left with nothing but treating them well. Being an Indian citizen we follow the ritual of ‘Atithi Devo Bhawah’ which means ‘The guest is God’, which automatically tells you that there is no other chance to avoid but take them as they come.
Some brilliant guests are very good at using their talents of back bitching amongst the family. They might tell that how bad you’ve been as a host and  even the ones you like won’t come, so you’ll have to keep calm and bear with them.

Because every guest theory is :

Love them or hate them, guests come in all shapes and sizes. They would love you if you make them eat all your biryani. But all you gotta do is, pray until they leave.

Note to self : My college life has been the most wonderful journey. Haha, this ain’t just to make myself believe, but to actually realise that how I overcame every difficult situation and how my ridiculoulsy awesome friends made the survival better.

So, the first year started like a new chapter to the joyride. Attending classes almost regularly, goofing around kamla nagar only(since that used to look like a treasure, back then).
Meeting the seniors, sharing a hate/love bond with some people, dressing up like a joker(as that’s what I look at it like, now). I used to be a fat kid back then, not that I am not now, but we just improve. So the transformation didn’t just travel and stop inside but did work outside also ! Haha ! We used to be carefree and naive, there was nothing we were worried about, atleast I wasn’t !

The chapter 2 and second year consisted of love and madness. Though it didn’t last forever, but it was good till the initials, later it went on to decay. Hah ! But later this year I met someone who could actually cope up with my madness. We(college mates) started missing on our classes, the term bunking and chai sutta sounded more familiar and comfortable than anything. We started spending time at the back gate, talking for hours, stuffing up with kulcha chanas’ and coca cola. The love remained the same. Just the level of maturity increased a bit more.

Third year consisted more of logics and seriousness. We gathered our attention towards the career, having to think about our future prospects, we all were perplexed. But this year, taught a lot to each of us. About life, love and companionship. How we still see each other after 5 years down the line? We’ll remain retards to each other.
Love vanished but friends remained.

These three years have been very overwhelming. Learning from my own mistakes, and never looking back, just let the person go for good, everything has been the best so far.