Love Dream Reality : Chapter - 5
So the boy did what he thought was doable.
He took engineering.
With Sam.
Prestigious Institute of Engineering.
Like the name, this college is one of the most prestigious engineering colleges in the state. It's hard to qualify for admission. But like Sam said. Every good college accepts the donation.
It was the first day of college. First day of new beginning.
He wore formals while Sam did his best to loo good.
"Oh! man, What is this?" Sam asked looking at the formals of the boy.
"What?"
"It's college like The COLLEGE, "cool age" so you must look cool. Why this striped shirt and formal pant? Are you some kind of ridiculous government employee or what?"
"It doesn't matter what I wear?"
"It does matter as far as the college is concern, my boy. Look the environment. Feel the environment. Look everybody. They look cool, aren't they?" Sam said pointing everybody around them.
There were lots of handbands, caps, different hairstyles, jeans below the waist. half T-shirts, tattoed arms.It was like some kind of fashion street. And there was he, looking like some alien.
For a moment the boy felt the same.
"There will be lots of beautiful faces And you can't attract them with this.." Said Sam, pointing to the boy's cloth.
"Whatever." Boy said like it doesn't matter. It does matter.
They went to their class. Traditional class room. Three Parts. First from the door, then middle and last. Last one had one more bench than other. Few benches were empty, few full.
Boy wanted to sit in the first or second row but Sam made him sit in last row, last bench.
Sigh.
"First bencher's do job, last benceher's give job." Sam told him.
Sam just banged his bag while the boy sat calmly.
He noticed that the bench gave him an entire view of the room. So he looked around. New faces. Most of them will be with him for four years. And if everything goes well Sam, too. Amonge all the faces, one particular face took his attention.
A girl in red kurti and blue jeans. Hair tied with single rubberband. Sleeves between elbow and palm. Skin tone, more of an off-white. It was like milk running in her vein rather than blood which gave her this particular white tone and she was the most fair in the lot. Poetic.
He felt uncontrollable urge to talk wid her. But his fear of rejection was greater than his uncontrollable urge.
Meanwhile professor arrived. Everybody stood up. Like we always taught.
He gave his introduction. Professor Kalariya. He was HOD and will also take some of the subjects.
Gave general information about the course like there will be 8 samasters, which subject they will learn. about classes, labs and all.
Then came students turn to introduce themselves. The boy was extremity curious about that girl in red.
"Mannat" She said.
"Mannat" boy murmered. Mannat. Wish.
When my wish to talk with her will be fulfilled.
He took engineering.
With Sam.
Prestigious Institute of Engineering.
Like the name, this college is one of the most prestigious engineering colleges in the state. It's hard to qualify for admission. But like Sam said. Every good college accepts the donation.
It was the first day of college. First day of new beginning.
He wore formals while Sam did his best to loo good.
"Oh! man, What is this?" Sam asked looking at the formals of the boy.
"What?"
"It's college like The COLLEGE, "cool age" so you must look cool. Why this striped shirt and formal pant? Are you some kind of ridiculous government employee or what?"
"It doesn't matter what I wear?"
"It does matter as far as the college is concern, my boy. Look the environment. Feel the environment. Look everybody. They look cool, aren't they?" Sam said pointing everybody around them.
There were lots of handbands, caps, different hairstyles, jeans below the waist. half T-shirts, tattoed arms.It was like some kind of fashion street. And there was he, looking like some alien.
For a moment the boy felt the same.
"There will be lots of beautiful faces And you can't attract them with this.." Said Sam, pointing to the boy's cloth.
"Whatever." Boy said like it doesn't matter. It does matter.
They went to their class. Traditional class room. Three Parts. First from the door, then middle and last. Last one had one more bench than other. Few benches were empty, few full.
Boy wanted to sit in the first or second row but Sam made him sit in last row, last bench.
Sigh.
"First bencher's do job, last benceher's give job." Sam told him.
Sam just banged his bag while the boy sat calmly.
He noticed that the bench gave him an entire view of the room. So he looked around. New faces. Most of them will be with him for four years. And if everything goes well Sam, too. Amonge all the faces, one particular face took his attention.
A girl in red kurti and blue jeans. Hair tied with single rubberband. Sleeves between elbow and palm. Skin tone, more of an off-white. It was like milk running in her vein rather than blood which gave her this particular white tone and she was the most fair in the lot. Poetic.
He felt uncontrollable urge to talk wid her. But his fear of rejection was greater than his uncontrollable urge.
Meanwhile professor arrived. Everybody stood up. Like we always taught.
He gave his introduction. Professor Kalariya. He was HOD and will also take some of the subjects.
Gave general information about the course like there will be 8 samasters, which subject they will learn. about classes, labs and all.
Then came students turn to introduce themselves. The boy was extremity curious about that girl in red.
"Mannat" She said.
"Mannat" boy murmered. Mannat. Wish.
When my wish to talk with her will be fulfilled.
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