The Final Year..

Daily Routine

I was in my final year..never had the feeling that I am a super senior..everything was same..nothing had changed in past 2 years..my dressing style..a shirt with sleeves folded..a jeans..a hairstyle that has remained unchanged since class I..and my lean body(I was almost ragged by my juniors twice coz of it)..and of course the most important element of all.."The Bus Stop"..that too remained the same.

Every morning was same...got late as usual..standing at stop..staring at girls..watching the nearby cycle puncture waala opening his roadside shop..bus conductors getting into a heated argument with people not interested in buying a 3 rupee ticket..sometimes that included me as well..after all surajmal ka staff hai..!!

I reached the college..Yes that was my journey..reached college in 2 paragraphs.