People who are a 360 degrees part of me, my friends, relatives and my colleagues at the campus – they all believe that I am the last person they would expect to fall in love. Why? Every one is of the opinion that I am not too serious about being in a relationship. How? They have formed this opinion over the years that they’ve known me. They find me too jolly to be a part of someone’s life for a long time. Doesn’t make sense? If you’ve been a regular on this blog then you might have a similar opinion about me as well.
This Valentine’s Day I regret to inform you that your opinions and calculations about what goes on in the love section of my brain are completely false. Baseless to the core.
I have silently been in love over the past five years. And this is my love story, so far of course.
Confessions of a Dyslexic Lover
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Today was officially the beginning of a whole new semester at college. I would have used this line if I had written this post about a week ago. It still doesn’t make too much of a difference. One week into the new semester, college has just begun. The first few days of a new semester are simply to re-adjust your body clock, get used to the way college smells and of course get back to your college buddies.
The best part of the semester system is new subjects, new lecturers (well most of them) every six months. It’s like taking birth again. You don’t remember anything from the past and you come across a whole new world of knowledge (or something like that). So we’ve got some pretty interesting subjects this semester and some pretty darn boring too. We’re being made to sign some crazy affidavits that lets the college screw us in case we’re found ragging the new kids.
Somehow God wanted to make this semester ‘colorful’ (as Pratik puts it) so he blessed us with an insane daily schedule and some brand new love birds to enjoy with. The icing on the cake is the big project thing we’ll find ourselves indulging in during this year. As per some sources it’s something that’ll shape our career. Yeah! Like the International University thing hasn’t done enough ’shaping’.
Well let’s be positive about the new semester. All the best to everyone. Let the party begin!
