LIVE LIFE….KING SIZE :P

LIVE LIFE….KING SIZE :P

Some people might argue that I have no right to say this statement. But I strongly feel that after reading this thoughts might change. It all began with one day when I was In class 4 or 5. I had no friends. Can’t believe it!!! But its true. I was a stupid person neither capable of making long chats nor a good student. I used to score somewhere in 60s or 70s. I was really fed up with life and no one knew that. Then someone suggested me to study so hard and become the topper of the class so that no one would ever bother me. I, me, myself was the principle which got into my mind. I have to achieve the greatest success in life which no one ever has achieved. So began my journey towards studies. By God’s grace I studied well and in 2 years became the topper in my school. After that every year I almost broke one record or the other in scoring marks in various exams of various teachers. All the while I was ignorant of what life can also have, good or bad. I never socialized. I was afraid of speaking to girls and ran away as soon as I got a chance. Till class 7 I had never spoken to a girl in my class. In class 7 for the first time I spoke two lines to a girl. After that I got a bit less scary of girls but God’s will was still there blindly forcing me do study. I agree it was a good thing that I studied as it benefitted me. But no socializing with people at school cost me so much that I became an impractical theoretical person who has no idea how things work in the world. At a later time when I was in class 12th I realized that something was missing in me. I had no social life with school friends except for a few who in fact became my bestest friends. We became friends in the most strangest manner. In class 8 on the first day I went to the class only to find that I could sit with no one as every desk had two people already. As usual I went and sat in a corner seat alone looking out of the window. Knowing that no one ever noticed that a guy had sat in a seat. I had become I don’t know what but never trusting anyone which straight away meant to me that I should not get close to anyone so that at some later point of time that person does not betray me. How wrong I was. Well then just before the start of class a person enters the room with whom no one wanted to sit as was apparent by their gestures. He saw that only a seat next to me was vacant. He took that seat happily. I never knew that he was going to be my best friend. Thus in class 8 I started to socialize a bit and had made a real good friend. But still there was the blaze that burnt me with the desire to get in the top of the class which was really good to have at that time but impacted my social life which I never cared. I was the worst sort of fellow to have a conversation with who never spoke more than two lines and that too very bluntly which might have hurt quite a few people. Well life moved on and I had 3 very good friends with me when I left school and i really miss the chance of not being able to meet them. Well after 12th I prepared for one more year and cleared IIT JEE which I still respect as “the” toughest entrance exam for getting into an undergrad school. I was still no different than I was in school. The best thing that happened to me that knowing how I was my sister forcefully told me to go to IIT Bombay. I came here and just like the person I was at home started my first year. In the first semester I would have spoken only a few lines a day to my room mate. I felt angry at times. Then the first semester passed with me speaking to only 2 or 3 people of my entire batch of 576. I was satisfied with the 9 point on my grade sheet but somewhere inside my mind I was not feeling okay. I wanted to talk to people and know where they were from. I wanted to listen to their jokes and laugh the whole night. I wanted to have heated debates on topics with my friends but was unable to communicate. In the second semester I tried talking to people in my wing. That interaction in my wing made me realize how good the world can be. How good people can be. I started going to treats with them and became an unseparable part of the wing (Daredevils roxx man). By the end of first year a person like me had reached that stage when I was going to the pizza hut for dinner one night before the exams with my friends. My wingies in first year had made me realize something that if one wants he can never feel gloomy. Sadly we had to separate as different hostels were allotted to us. In the second year I came to our new wing of which I knew nothing. But being a bit more relaxed type of person I started interacting with seniors who were really helpful in seeing to it that I became a strong individual who can never be defeated no matter what comes. I had completely forgotten that studies are something which should be done except when it came to jobs for which thankfully the seniors told me what to do. I had become a normal person by the end of second year first semester and started to enjoy the real college life as they say. Going for biscuits at two in the night to the canteen. Having dinner late in the night. Doing things as and when it pleased me, but not leaving it incomplete. I started to understand more of how life is and as one understands how it is it becomes really difficult to express it in words. I came to appreciate the fact that one has to define his/her own region of operation. They things which according to him/her is the things he should/can do. Anything out of that circle is an error which should automatically mean to be cautious. You can’t avoid problems but with the tools available you can definitely solve them. I can happily say after my third year that I have many good friends now as I have understood that life is meant for living apart from anything else. You have to live it to the fullest and not just one thing.