The Catch up

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It was 4 in the evening, when i stepped down from the cab. I was standing before a gigantic black gate, I took a minute to look at it, It was dark black with mysterious zig zag designs with the college name shining silver in italisized manner."Stefyard College of Arts and Science". I read the name of my college once again when someone interrupted me,
"May i help? " sounded a male voice from behind.
I looked at him having no idea who he would be. Is he a watchman? but which college offers a watchman job to a youngster. He had wore a white shirt and a phant which looked like a navy uniform, he then broke my stupid thoughts nd asked "Fresher?"
"yeah" i sounded slow nd confused.
"Yu have your admission details with yu right?" He continued,"which department do yu belong to?" awww the way he spoke and his mannerism. I felt very bad for comparing him to a watch man. Now the nxt confusion, Is he a student or a staff?? should i call him brother or sir?
"yeah, chemistry"i said in a soft voice.
"Go straight to the admission office you will find a staff named Stessy she will let you know about your hostel room and other details"
"Thankyou sir" i tried to be polite.
He just smiled a little and walked past me.
In the next minute i was carrying my bag and standing in front of the administrative office, a lady from inside came and asked whom do you want to meet.
"Dr. Stessy" i replied
"Go Towards your right and you will find her in the chancellor's room" she smiled and walked away.
I went into the chancellor's room and found a young charming anglo-indian lady, she was wearing a peach coloured saree. She was busy working in the computer, she turned towards me and said "Yes come in". I greeted her and gave her my admission file, which contained my mark sheets and fee receipts.
She checked everything"Welcome home dear, your room number is 34 already your friends have occupied it. Tomorrow is your first day, assemble in the auditorium at 9 in the morning". She said it with a smile giving the file back to me.
"Thankyou Mam" i said and left the room.
The college hostel was a 5 minute walkable distance from the main building. It was difficult for me to carry my bags and walk but thankgod the sun was not in the peak. I started walking slowly i could see senior class students enjoying their day. I missed my school friends on seeing them.
I was now standing infront of a huge white building with lots of school memories in mind. All i could see was some gang of girls sitting on the walls and on the other side washed clothes hung up for drying. I slowly overcame all my thoughts and walked past all those senior's and got into the lift pressed the button 3 nd the lift landed at the floor in the next minute, when the doors opened i was welcomed by two girls who waved me a hi, i smiled back and started walking towards room 34.
I knocked the door, next second the door opened and i saw a girl in her pink salwaar kameez, "Aadhya" she questioned me with a smile in her face.
"Yes" I managed to have the same expression on my face. "Come in yaa" she hugged me and said "Im thara"
We stepped into the room and i was welcomed by another room mate of mine, the first look of her made me think that she was a responsible girl. When i stepped in she had finished arranging her books in the shelf, she walked towards me and carried my travelon saying "I'm Naviya"
Im aadhya dev.. i smiled back.
After the introduction part, i took a look at the entire room,which was in different shades of white, a big study table at the left corner, a wardrobe at the right next to it was a three storeyed bed. Everything was placed perfectly.
It took one hour for unpacking my bags.
When everything was rightly placed we decided to have a cup of coffee.We went to the cafeteria and ordered our coffee and sat in the round table nearer to us for sometime and discussed about our family,friends, likes and dislikes.
The breeze was very cold it was dark everywhere, when we checked the tym it was 8 pm, time faded as our stories did, since everyone was tired due to unpacking we decided to sleep.

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