One fine morning, i stood early and started my travel towards the nearby hill temple as per i planned yesterday. Doing things what we planned yesterday seldom happens. But if we do it we will be very happy though it may be a very small thing (A small achievement !!). Yes, i was also in such happiness that day. The whole world looked beautiful that day. Sun was looking really good to see with the blue background. The morning breeze made me feel like i was in heaven. The travel made me more happy with the old songs that was played in the bus. The lyrics of the song made me to think about the weeks tight schedule. Those were the days when i seldom like to read but to get good college i have to. Its not that i dont like to read but i had lots of other options. Got good group of friends. New hostel atmosphere, lots of like minded people. I used to enjoy every single day of the first two months, whenyou dont really know what to do. The only work id to get along with all the new guys. To know about them. People who have already been in hostel were very confident in all things like keeping up their things, dont cry when the leave their parents...I did saw people who cry the moment their parents leave hostel. Dont think about anything else but only leaving their family. Neither were wrong. But i dont want to belong in any, neither i disliked them. I think that is the reason i got along with both groups. we made our own gang, who always makes fun of others but never hurted any. Then came the first term exam :-( My parents believed me, that made me more responsible. But you know its really difficult to read after 4-6 months of freedom from books. It really sucks. The Bus Conductor whistle brought me to the bus again. I think i was near the temple, around 10 more minutes i will reach the peaceful and beautiful temple. Now i could see the bus is full of vegetable vendors with all their huge packages of vegetable varieties. I liked the smell of the mint in that morning moment.
