Teenage trifles...

   The most confused part of the life i can say it for sure is teenage . Most of doesn't  even remmeber many things that happened in that age , because all the things that goes around us are firvoluos and can never really make some sense . For me it was exactly the same feeling. My back bench tales can never end if i start. The gossip that we make about everything almost everything . Nothing can daunt us in the protection of frnds , this was my perception . Ironically everything we think was so intelligent at that time would be proved as bagatelle story by some hanky panky frnds. For me it is awesome foursome experince the most wonderful part of the life. The teachers especially leave  a remarkable footprints of their presence forever . They forget about everything , even how we bitched and cracked jokes on them , and try to share the happiest moment with us when we are parting away from the house of dreams ( college) . That was wonderful , i can truly feel their ingenuous smile that reached the eyes when they see Us succeed , without any malice , just pure hearted affection of the teacher for the student .
           Everything we experinced in that commotion is a true lesson for the future journey. For me i saw failure rather more times than i saw success still i can hold my self and can wish on someone's success , that was an annexure for the rest of my travel.. Distance lends the enchantment to the old ! It is right hundread percent , the feeling of lonliness will be with you forever after you're college , because you cannot have much greater time with you're frnds that was the only chance ! As the years passes you feel abandoned by the society even though you're convival or  the most scintiallting personality , you still miss the college days . For me i can write nearly four books showcasing my college life.
          I can still remmeber , i used to  have a college gang ! Not at all an offensive one but a good circle of frnds with all the fun stuff . It added a tinge of colur to my grey and black college life . Our college is not at all a phantom type but it has all the eminites that are essential for us to study in faster pace . It was college from nellore you can never expect it in collosaal way . The only thing is it met our essentials . The benches were made of some kind of steel and were bainted blue and black . The classroom is well architected. Our's is Ac class the top batch of the college so obviously we are oblivious of others even we never cared for senoir lecturers , we are the ardent followers iit faculty . Some of the students from lower sections i mean the other non AC sections were so envious of our section , that was the consipious reaction. The common place where all the students met was restroom , lot of styling and modelling in our  college would go there . We used to have two  recess breaks one at the morning the other in the evening. In the morning break evryone looked fresh so no kind of styling stuff really goes in that  break but lot of banter and all the raillery is noticed because , the paradigm  of college doesn't allow us to talk something offensive . In the evening recess break , all the students of all the sections irrespective of  what we feel inferior would assemble their sharply at four o clock . I wonder sometimes how children of that age had such a great sense of beauty , they are really the fastionnesters of our esteemed one.
          If have to put it in diplomatic way, itis the best college for evrey zone of learning. I am not fit to hold the candle to our instituion , it was so great and made learn about life rather than mere concentration on studies. So happy to what it made me in particularly from being most eccentric to most convival . It  gave me a paltform to excel in what  iam capalble of . A holistic view of the most lauded college in nellore states it is the best in everything . I feel it so do everyone in our instutute. In one word i found many new companinpons , some may worth the life !!! 

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