Springdales School, Pusa Road
The oft-used adage ‘history repeats itself’ is just so apt at the moment. As I gear up for the first day of college, flashes of my first day at school appear in front of my eyes. How my parents were anxiously waiting outside my classroom, scared to leave me in such a big building, and me telling them to go since I had gelled along really well with a kitchen set in the class! This time the story is going to be pretty much the same, but a role reversal will take pace. This time I would be anxious to enter the gates of the college, while my parents would be the ones encouraging me and wishing me luck.
I have often imagined my first day at college during my senior school days. And finally, when the much-awaited moment is approaching, I am getting all jittery. From my clothes, to my bag, my hairstyle, footwear and even the colour of the nail paint are a matter of great concern at the moment.
Whatever little interaction I have had with the staff and seniors of the college has given me a relief - the chances of ragging are minimum. A friendly interaction is all that takes place between the seniors and freshers, and I am looking forward to that.
Although I am very nervous, I am hoping that everything falls into place when the time comes. And along with hoping for the best, I am keeping calm by repeating the words of the great Aamir Khan- Aal Izz Well!!