After a lot of confusions about how to go to C’cherry, I decided to go alone on 15th morning.. But later, mom interfered and arranged the private taxi (Qualis :P) and told my uncle and aunt to accompany me. In the morning, I went to their house and picked them up too.. The journey was time consuming, boring and hectic. These two people are certainly not nearly the type of people that I’d love to hang out with.. The whole journey, I had to hear lots and lots of apprecial of engg, and even more crushing down of fashion technology.. don’t wanna recall it… puke..
So I reached C’cherry by around 12pm. The admission processes were over, I was given V Hostel in spite of having booked J Hostel. The rooms were a disaster in V. Oh my God, cobwebs hung about in huge sizes and i guess they were as old as the college is.. And the room was beside the main road, so anybody can guess where all the dust goes to.. If I hadn’t had any roomies from FT there, I’d have screamed the hostel down. Anyways, after keeping my luggage there, I set out with aunt and uncle and cousin to take money from the ATM and to have food. After a late lunch, we went to buy a few things that I didnt get time to take; like towels, slippers, bed, pillow.. etc.. When we came back with the “stuff” we saw the other two (my supposed roomies) vacating the room. They said that they saw the Principal and got them shifted to J Hostel. My heart sank.. I thought I’d faint.. Immediately I set out with my aunt to see the Principal. The Princi said that the booking was done by J hostel without her knowledge and began asking us why we booked in that case. I told her that I never knew that they did the booking without her knowledge. Again she she said that the booking was done without her knowledge (I was thinking why the hell do I wanna know that) and asked why we booked in that case. It was like banging my head against a stone wall. Somebody has said once, never to argue with nuts, because people may not know the difference. So I stopped, and asked her to change my hostel. She said that she doesn’t have an opinion(I adore her!) and I am free to do whatever I want. So I went to V and got all my stuff out from there.
J Bhavan was entirely different from V Bhavan, on the outside as well as inside.. My supposed roomies helped me take up my things. We were on the topmost (3rd) floor, and carrying the heavy luggage up wasn’t nearly fun.. I dragged my aunt away later from the chit chat that she was having with the other parents gathered in front of our room. Of course, it was about “The Mistake of 2005″, i.e, me leaving engg, and joining for FT.. puke…
It was goodbye time.. I walked with them till the gate and waved, and came back to my room. One of my roomies, Manju was there, unpacking her stuff. I asked her the name of the other girl, it was Sara, without an “h”! She had gone out with her parents to buy some stuff like I did two hours before. Anyways, I too started unpacking. Everything was over an hour later. The hostel room turned to our room. I picked up my bath stuff and had a nice bath in the cold water. I no longer felt tired, so I started talking to Manju. She was so nice and friendly. She too had never stayed away from her home. Sara came later, and we watched and helped her unpack her things and set up her bed. Soon after her bath, the mess bell rang, and we all went down to have dinner. The two rooms (that makes 5+3=8) were students from BFT. Our room had an extra space for two.. hopefully, two BFT students!!
10:30 was lights off time, but, after all the travelling, all of us were sleepy by 10 and was jus waiting for the bell to go. But when I slept, I was more excited about the new world that will be open to me tomorrow.. I longed for that more than I longed to get into bed… yawn.. sleepy..
