Fake Condolence

This is mostly happened with every, If not then maybe you have applied with to yourself only, fake condolence.
It's when you give yourself a fake hope that everything is perfect and that everything will work out for you whereas your sub-conscious knows that's not the case.
You are thrown in to an inner turmoil of what to do, what to say, and how to act upon the situation...your final resort it to comfort yourself even if it is fake but gives you a peace of mind, it'll work for you. However when the time of the impending situation starts coming near you start reacting to it and you lose it all, All of the patient cover you had gets blown away and you let lose too many feelings that you had "tried" to suppress.
It's human instinct to run away from a situation which they are not ready to handle, face or speak up to, this is also a mean of running away in the long list of the different methods.

Blast from the past

The title says it all. The past, you wanna forget about it but you can't- you wanna leave it behind but it follows and creeps along you behind your back hidden/concealed from the view. It only needs a trigger to bounce up on you and you never know what the is the trigger to the silent gun. Noiselessly the bullet pierces your mind and leaves you baffled and confused. You dwindle on the intricate fibers that present in your mind regarding all the past and leaves you with a lost look with no coming back. Your mind becomes your ow n enemy.

A trip to remember...

Yes..hiking...ALL GIRLS!! It's hard to imagine it but yes, a whole bunch of us girls went up from the bottom of a mountain in a proper hike to the top for a rewarding meal. It was a big calorie burner and a start for all of us to lose wait or thank Lord Almighty for the food he bestows us with.
At the start it all seemed like we were a bunch of tourists who have never gone hiking before as groups of us kept stopping and taking in the sight of took pictures in different poses which striked as a model shoot for some magazine, or a really big family who kept chatting and walking leisurely along the way on a Monday morning.
Soon all of us got divided in to groups or like speeds of a car, fast- average- slow, I myself "enjoyed" the pleasure of being in all the speeds and lastly being stuck in the last speed. Soon enough it all became like a Grand Prix, to race up and reach up to the summit or our finish- to the torturous hike.
When we reached the "wine and dine in" of our hike everyone soon got over the exhaustion and started to let loose and have fun, we wasted all the sudden excitement and energy over the surroundings to make it a memorable day and finished it with a heart warming act by giving eatables to a boy selling bamboo flowers.

Eid Mubarak! (really late.....)

A hearty welcome after a Ragging

If the picture portrays what I wanna say then Hallelujah I have been successful in what I desire. "Masquerade Ball" that's what we had as a welcome. Many of us had the same masks and all laughed over it, it all seemed like a fashion show- as everyone wore glamorous dresses and strutted in their own walk. It was a welcome worth remembering and was well accustomed with whoa's and oo's and all the other aspects of cheering. Music blared the whole time and different yet small program's were conducted, with dances choreographed in a weeks' time of hogging the gym proved entertaining . All in all it was a wonderful night with sore throats to prove for it.

Ragging, fun or caught off gaurd?

Ever been ragged? College students say aye and school goers say nay, ragging is always been taken as a tradition for the new batches and the seniors give their welcome in their fashion - ragging. This accident always happens when the new batch has their first day at college and a fear is instilled in them, however our seniors caught us off guard in the second week of college, when everyone humbly sat down for biology class our seniors came all like hounds (no offense) to the classroom. Megaphones blared and the seniors had to face our Fort Knox, our teacher- who wasn't letting us skip the class and we found re-newed love for the subject and begged the teacher to not let us go. Alas she gave us up and we were told to either pay up or get out from the class or have the class dirtied with whatever they had planned, All of us got huddled up and watched the moves of our seniors really keenly- some tried to run but all the doors had been barricaded by one of our senior, soon we were taken to the back of the school- how humble. Music was blaring and the seniors tried instilling fear and became Red Indians with the battle cries. Thus the ragging commenced.
Glitter water, chalk water, and paints were thrown and we became from squeaky clean to squeaky dirty but with no squeak. Our tasks to escape were simple to simply dance or sing or be a chicken- us being the rebellions said no we can't do anything and made it for them to do in which they brought the big guns- eggs. Eggs is good for hair if used in other ways rather than raw broken on you but that was done and fear started to spread and some worried to not dirty the car while going back- so "blood money" or "bail money" was provided and soon it all ended and Chemistry was bunked in all the madness. Now the seniors and Juniors are like a happy family if it may  be appropriate to say.

College... A new life, A new phase

Yes, College life has begun, well since September but I'm just posting about it right now. So college is like a see-saw- where you balance your studies at one point and your social life and other fun on the other and become a Houdini in balancing them both. Stereotypes are made, you're labeled and what not goes down in colleges. Classes become rather more interesting them school classes and you get eager for some and not for the others. You either plan to bunk or go to class early and if not bunk then you come late. You have fun with the teachers and enjoy your time. When you come to a new college you come either as the "Lone-wolf" and make new friends slowly and gradually or want that status and keep off from everyone or you come as a "Groupie" and make new friends and then decide whether to leave the old and go with the new or stick to the old and keep the new on your left foot or go with it together. 

A good friend of mine said and I quote " You aren't a college student unless you have fights", you basically aren't a student unless you have fights but especially in college.

As college starts you get mini-heart attacks along the route, such as of the university choice or the WiFi password being changed or having and unexpected test or being asked a tough question or anything, yet you enjoy everyday and are eager to go unlike in school where you used to find ways to stay in the comforts of the bed, such a situation may come in the college period yet you find it fun going even after days- I felt like Izzie after a long break from college :p 

Events also come along the way and you eagerly participate, you have a new confidence that you're ready to use to explore. You sign up in societies and you host events, all the perks of being a college student. how many of you enjoy all this? I'm certainly enjoying it and well who knows this new phase might drop after my first AS exams or maybe not, who knows.

Procastination

 

This is a habit that should not be caught, like a bad flu...but I have and thus my posts are late.