My First Day In College

I entered university gate thinking it is a beginning of new life where I will met new people, make new friends for life. The excitement, nervousness in short I had mixed feelings. There I met a girl standing near the main gate, quite nervous and confused. I went close to her and we began to talk. I still remember starting from introduction of ourselves to the fear and excitement of new phase of life we share our feelings. She was my first friend in a new place.

I still remember it was a hot day, our group was sitting in cafeteria. We were having discussion on one of our teacher suddenly I heard a protest crossing by my department. Students were protesting on our university bus drivers. Hearing their protest I start asking my fellows what had

It was like I lost one of my part. I didn’t knew what was happening around me and who was saying what. Everyone gathers to console me as they knew we were best friends. I begin to cry and even cry harder when someone takes her name and console. That was the hardest time of my entire life. The words of protest and my mother call was moving and hitting into my head. I was thinking it was me, her best friend who was putting objection on protest to take place so early. This thought still give me as much pain as I got at that time.

Somehow I gathered courage and talk. I took our common friends with me and we decided to go to her house. To console her family especially her mother and above all to see her for the last time.

I called my mother and told her it was my best friend who died. Whose news she was giving to me. She also cried on phone and tried her best to make me feel better. But nothing was working at that time.

Cries, fear of death was everywhere in our department. We forget everything for some time. It was her name on everyone’s tongue. Everyone was taking about her. She was on TV, newspaper and everyone’s mouth. She didn’t wish to get famous in such a way and she didn’t deserve that too. She was a bright