Saturday, April 30, 2011

first impressions

Landing at 5 pm was the first mistake. If anyone from any future class of ISB is reading this, then just remember to take an early flight so you can reach college at a decent hour, say around noon. This will actually give you time to settle in, register, grab some lunch, catch your breath and generally avoid running around like a chicken with its head cut off.

So this was my state on the first day of college. It all started with me missing my registration because I was too late. Being the worry wart that I am, I actually ended up brooding over the possibility that since I hadn't completed my registration, I may not be allowed to complete it, since I was clearly an irresponsible student who couldnt reach college on time, and subsequently be sent home. Hey, but thats me and my shockingly simple thought process :P!

Neveretheless, i got a room and set about unpacking. My first encounter with student kind was one of my three quadmates, a girl named Priyanka. She was tall and attractive, I noted with a hint of jealousy. She had one of those quiet, pleasent demeanors, which men usually found attractive. Shedding off my delhi bitchiness, baggage that I had told myself I would definitely leave behind, I gave her a bright hello in return! And then. Out came her mother. HER MOTHER!!!! I said namaste, guiltily thinking about the packet of cigarettes that I had purchased. I immediately got tensed trying to figure out whether the MOTHER was planning to live with us for a long period of time. I peeked in and saw a mattress that had clearly made itself at home in Priyanka's room.

 "There is a dinner today. the dean's dinner," Priyanka said interrupting my thoughts. "there seems to be some sort of theme to it, a back to school theme." "I got a fleeting vision of Priyanka's mother in a back to school outfit shaking hands with the dean. yikes!!

My second shock came with my second quadmate. Her name was Srishti, although she barely opened her mouth to even let me know that. At this point, I seriously started contemplating retrieving my Delhi bitchiness. She was accompanied by a somewhat younger lookng chap. he was definitely the friendlier of the duo and explained something about the dean's dinner. Srishti just seemed to be organising something or unpacking something and didnt seem the least interested in any sort of civilised interaction! HMPH. Then the chap who had introduced himself as Manas said a polite "goodbye, see ya around" and walked in, slamming the door behind him. I heard a click, the sound of the lock!

Now this was a traumatising beginning. I was sharing a quad with a mother, a brother/husband and three girls. I was quite terrified to meet my final quaddie by this time since she was bound to have been accompanied by her grandfather going by my luck. This is not fair, I thought to myself, what about the bathroom situation?


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