A Story - 1

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I woke up and saw the clock and the time was 3.00 am. Again I lay down on the bed. This is the fourth time I woke up and looking at my clock. Since I am so happy I did not get sleep and getting up and looking at my clock to see 3.30 am. Some how the time was 3.30 am. I got up from the bed and got ready. In mean while my father was also ready.

We took our bike and started towards to the Salem bus stand. I was riding my bike and my father was sitting back and was enjoying the fresh and chilled air. It was little cold in that early morning. On our way, I saw some one showing his hand and asking for lift in middle of the high way. I just slowed down my bike but my father scolded me and asked me to not stop the bike. So I did not stop the bike and crossed him with little more speed and saw some 4 guys were standing after crossing 100 mtrs.

"How can you stop the bike in the mid night on the high way? They can do anything they want. First you should think about your safety".

Now only I realized. Yeah, If I would have stopped my bike they could have done anything. My father is experienced than me and obviously he knows much more than me.

We reached Bus stand, put our vehicle in the stand, took the token walked and reached the bus. We got into the bus and sat in the middle.

"Two Trichy" - My father gave 100rs to the conductor and collected the ticket. Conductor gave him back 16 rs remaining.

We reached CBS(Central Bus Stand) and went to some Bhavan and had our break fast. Then walked back to the bust stand and got into the bus which goes to Tanjavur.

"Two REC" - This time I got the tickets.

Got down from the bus and started walking to the main gate. It was a very big campus, big main gate, lots of trees, lots of greenery, it was so nice campus to roam around. My father saw the campus and he was very happy. He looked at me. I could read his eyes, he was so happy and proud about me.

Yes, I got MCA seat from REC, Trichy. We came to the campus for my admission. I wasted an year after completing my B.Sc because I did not get MCA seat from any good institutes. So my father was not happy about it. More than that the college Govt Arts college is known for Rowdys and Gundas. And the whole 1 year I was just roaming around, playing crickets, chasing girls, etc, etc.

We entered into the college and we were walking towards to the Auditorium where the admission is going to happen.

"Excuse me "

"??"

"**** ******* ******" - Some one asked me something in English. I just could understand that, it was in English. I did not get anything from him. I just got that he mentioned MCA and MBA in his sentence.

"Not MBA.., MCA" - I told and left from there.

My father and Me were sitting in the hall. I met my UG senior and my UG class mate as well in the hall. I went to them. I got some friends to talk now and we were talking something something. Then I came back and sat down with my father.

"Excuse me" - Again some one called me from my back.

My father and Me turned and looked at the person who called me. He was so fat, fair and tall. He was looking like a 40+ yrs old man. I could make out that he also came for the admission and he would also be my class mate.

"******* ********** ******* ************" - He asked me something in English. As usual I did not get anything this time also. So I just smiled and left from that place and went right side to my father and sat there.

"Excuse me" - I turned and saw, again it was the same guy.

"******* ******* ********* *************" - this time also he asked me something in English. So again I had to give him a smile as an answer and left from that place and went out.

I returned back to my seat and sat with my father after 10 mins. This time that guy was not asking me anything and instead he smiled at me. He might have got the answer from somewhere else. Anyhow, I am relief now.

Admission got over and my roll number is "MAA0217" and Hostel is "Beryl, Room no - 18". So we were walking towards the hostel with our new friends.

"I should have made you studied in English medium. What to do there were no English medium schools near by".

"??".

"See, now you were not even able to talk to your class mate and could not answer his query".

"Its ok ppa, I will learn and can manage some how, you don't worry much. Its a very good college, so most of the guys here would be from English medium, but thats not a problem for me".

We saw the room and took the key from watchman. We gave him some money and asked him to clean the room and told him that I would be coming back on Monday. We started walking back to the main gate to get the bus back to the CBS(Bus stand). My new friends stayed there itself.

While walking back to the main gate I saw some girls were playing Basket ball. They were wearing shorts and t-shirts. They were looking good on that costume. I pulled my eyes back and started walking straight. My father looked at me and said "just concentrate on your studies". I looked him back and did not say anything but I understood what he was trying to say. Since he is a father he can not say more explicitly.

We took a bus back to Salem and reached our home. My father, mother and brother were very happy and proud about me since no one did engineering or MCA from my place that time. Its a huge achievement for me.





- ...... continue in my next blog.