Friends with no benefits |
Down
the nostalgia lane,
it’s very difficult to recall the days. I am extremely moved and overwhelm
while writing this blog. With loads of memories, i am sharing some experiences
with roomies during PG.
It was a first time that I was sharing my living space with friends else during
post graduation. Living and
sharing live with a stranger is incoming freshman’s worst
nightmare. Living with roommates has intense situations,
emotions, nagging, arguments, compromises, sheer happiness, and immense fun.Let
me tell you, it is quite different than being with family. No matter you came from a disturbed childhood.Perhaps it was a memorable journey of my post graduation.
When
I shifted in lavish flat, there was only me and grads friend “Chacha” . Gradually there were more guys- Yathu, Batra and my old pal Lawyer. After an year, there was a yuppie called “Bengali” who begins his life in Pune by entering into our flat. With roomies, I was ahead of college friends and trends.
I
was lucky that I got along with my roommate during entire PG. We took distinct courses and hang out with different
people too. In my opinion this is how it has to be if you choose to live with a friend.
Let me throw some lights on ma rommies!!!
Let me throw some lights on ma rommies!!!
Chacha, he was a perfect
entertainer, who always been a part of my nuisance and venture some act.
More he support me, better he always encourage me to do the same. At late night
me and chacha used to blabber and do hell
lot of discussions of our
college life. Chacha and me always had a great time though he spend most of
time with his flame .Although chacha was out of our league
soon due to unavoidable
development & circumstances.
Lawyer, he was the ever green roommate who was generous and supportive. There was no partition or wall
inside our heart against each other. Being
a good roommate he was always
concerned and keeps an eye on “what is going around my mind”. He was
sympathetic and extremely helpful who always being a comrade in my ups and
downs. No matter I was out of money or filled with money, he always supports me
with positive instincts. He was been a mentor
to me in many situations. He would able to provide some good
pieces of advice in critical
situation. He was better than the best and
still remains the same. That
what lawyers do….lol
Yathu, we became a good friends because we were always voted out for
our extreme nuisance and
mischievous behavior. He was shrewd, humorous, witty, optimistic and
carried unruffled persona in entire
journey. We both were philosophers in our point of view
and carried integrity in every plan and discussion. During
my summer internship project, yathu and I had a golden time with our nostalgic talks with couple of beers every
evening. With him I spend most of the time and soon he becomes "immortal pal" of my life. After living with him
for three semesters, his
family forced him or he voted himself
to leave oxford of the
east. We never got an answer.
Bengali- Abusing, snoring, blabbering,
frustrating were some qualities what he possesses. He was named “King of snoring” within a few days by me. On the
contrary, he was supportive, soft-heartened, non-egoistic type of guy. He
carries a great power of
conviction and kindness which
makes him became a good friend of mine within less span of time. He was more
like a person who always gives a green signal before I execute any plan. He was a “happy go lucky” chap and we were able to go well together as our ideas
concord.
In
entire two years, we leave no
stone unturned to make our times happening with everlasting
memories. We including
neighbors get a sign of our party every weekend. We were noisy, lousy and crowdie every occasion.
I always tried to give a helping hand to my roomies and was an active player in making several plans .
I always tried to give a helping hand to my roomies and was an active player in making several plans .
We
rejoice, we relish, we cherish, we gossips, we nag, we criticize, we praise, and we chilled altogether.
Nevertheless, we roomies were like complete
family.
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