City Guy in a Village

When I first the name “Bainchi” I was shocked out of my wits. Here  I was a pure city boy, born and bred in the big city about to go to college in a place called BainchEEEEE. I remember that it took me a while to calm my nerves before I could go up to my dad and say that dad I’m not going to this place. But he being the typical indian father  that he is, he said in the most casual tone “Sorry son it’s not a decision you get to make”. This brought me to the realisation that we Indians hardly get to make any of the choices in our life. Whether it be our schools, colleges ,courses and even life partners for that matter its always what others think what’s  best for us .Anyways  enough of this because all of us know it already don’t we?

The first time I saw my college I could only see the colour green all around. Now don’t get me wrong people I’m not talking huge gardens or anything but vast fields of paddy. All the rice that I had eaten all my life, I could now see it being grown around me. The view around my college reminded me of all the sceneries I used to draw on paper as a kid. There was green grass, houses with thatched mud roofs and all sorts of other things. But as a kid I could have never imagined that there could have been an engineering college amidst all this landscape.

I was shown a building that was still pretty much under construction (I could see the iron rods coming out from the walls and pillars), there was sand and brick lying everywhere and there was this disgusting smell of cement all around. We have all heard about “Love at first sight” but that moment I experienced just the opposite i.e. “Hate at first site”. But I was sure of one thing that since I had hated it so much my parents would hate it as well but to my utter shock and disappointment they actually liked it!!!And so in spite of all the pleading and begging I made to my father I was made to go to this place that was now my “COLLEGE”. So all the childhood fantasies that I had about my college were shattered by my own Fucking Destiny.

Ever since I saw all those crappy college flicks I had this fantasy that college is about fashion and chicks going around in micro minis. But now here I was in a place where even girls are made to dress up like men!!!I mean y on earth would anyone  want girls to go around in shirts and pants and y do u need to have a bloody uniform in college……While passing out of school I had happily thought that my days of going around in a stupid uniform and here I was.

And so I began my new journey in life called College. What had been a lifelong dream turned out to be a nightmare in disguise. But the time I started my college I only had one question in my mind and no it isn’t “Have I made it LAAARGEEE” but “OH GOD WILL I BE ALIVE AT THE END OF THIS???”