2001, the first year of the 21st century and the 3rd millennium is just another important year in the Gregorian calendar but it has its own importance in my life. After 14 long years of education in school, the time has finally come for me to take a first step in my career options. Since my childhood, I always see myself as an efficient attorney, representing a person who is found guilty by most of the people. But I saved my client with the help of the judgment made by the Supreme Court chief judge and a set of people as my witness. But that dream never happened, maybe for good.
I have few options to major in my college. After a great efforts made by the whole family, I chose computer science. I enrolled myself in an up-coming college in Bangalore where I met this wonderful guy, Sosang. He was major in Genetics and he is one year junior to me. But that really does not matter as I was more interested in much other stuff like his unique nature, his smiling face.
Being a college student, a fresher in this world I would say, everything that happened in life was exciting to me. No more uniforms in class, a li’l bit of styling with the latest fashion possible, new cell phone, amazing roommates in hostel, outings on weekends, going for a movie, keeping your own pocket money and many more. The best thing about my hostel life was a mid night girls’ talk in a room about the guys we dated. Lights were turned off, curtained were down, soft gossips and a naughty laughter. Our ferocious warden roaming in the corridors trying to catch the girls who do unwanted activities in the hostel, I always escaped yet i always have a cane of beer with me in my lockers.
A very light date with Sosang every weekend was my usual routine. We go for movies together, had affordable lunch in the quiet part of the city, shopping in the malls, had late night talks on the phone. The best part about Sosang is that he never wants to see me sad. Whenever we had a fight, he always bought me a rose to make it up to me. A single rose was all he could effort but it meant so much to me. He gave me a sweet little doll on our first valentine’s day which is still in my room even today. We fought over little things but always tried his best to make me happy the very next moment.
Days go by and I got even closer to him when I was in my final year college. I shifted my hostel next to the house where he and his friend rented. So my days and nights are always with him :-)
In 2004, I finally graduated. Now I am a BCA graduate. But that was not the end for me. My classmates went looking for job, others applied for their masters’ degree. I was there; don’t know how to proceed further in life. I was still thinking of being a lawyer. I wanted to be one lady who can speak confidently in the court in front of many people, at the same time if I was given a program to write, I should be able to code it. But the plan failed again. Maybe I was programmed to program :-)
I joined Christ College in 2004 August for my master’s degree (MCA). Life has turned upside down completely. It took few months to decide if I joined the wrong place. The Heads of the institutions are all Priest! They warned me hard enough that it lasted till now at the time of my admission that I should be a good girl. “Good Girl”, according to them is a tough thing for a typical Mizo girl like me. The hardest part to be a good girl was to wear salwar/churidars on all weekdays. I need 100% attendance in class and I have to dress decently on weekends. I should be very academic and I should mingle with everyone in class. This is not just a personal warning but it a warning for being a northeastern girl. I was told I was the first NE girl who joined the Dept. of MCA in Christ College. So reputations of the NE students are in my hands. I was nervous.
During my stay in Christ College, I sincerely thanked Sosang who first of all looked for a cute and cozy house for me to stay, and who stayed with me when I met with an accident. He then took care of me even after we broke up few years back. He was my best friend yet we had some conflicts regarding our career choice. But my memories with him will be cherished even though he left Bangalore for good in 2007 July.
Time flew faster than I ever imagined. I still remember the first day I set my foot in Christ College, nervously. Now I have completed my missions there. I had 2. One is my personal achievement, pursuing MCA. The other one, keeping up the name of NE students. Now, the CMI priests know that even a simple student from North-East India can be obedient. Thank God I managed to change their attitude.
I have few options to major in my college. After a great efforts made by the whole family, I chose computer science. I enrolled myself in an up-coming college in Bangalore where I met this wonderful guy, Sosang. He was major in Genetics and he is one year junior to me. But that really does not matter as I was more interested in much other stuff like his unique nature, his smiling face.
Being a college student, a fresher in this world I would say, everything that happened in life was exciting to me. No more uniforms in class, a li’l bit of styling with the latest fashion possible, new cell phone, amazing roommates in hostel, outings on weekends, going for a movie, keeping your own pocket money and many more. The best thing about my hostel life was a mid night girls’ talk in a room about the guys we dated. Lights were turned off, curtained were down, soft gossips and a naughty laughter. Our ferocious warden roaming in the corridors trying to catch the girls who do unwanted activities in the hostel, I always escaped yet i always have a cane of beer with me in my lockers.
A very light date with Sosang every weekend was my usual routine. We go for movies together, had affordable lunch in the quiet part of the city, shopping in the malls, had late night talks on the phone. The best part about Sosang is that he never wants to see me sad. Whenever we had a fight, he always bought me a rose to make it up to me. A single rose was all he could effort but it meant so much to me. He gave me a sweet little doll on our first valentine’s day which is still in my room even today. We fought over little things but always tried his best to make me happy the very next moment.
Days go by and I got even closer to him when I was in my final year college. I shifted my hostel next to the house where he and his friend rented. So my days and nights are always with him :-)
In 2004, I finally graduated. Now I am a BCA graduate. But that was not the end for me. My classmates went looking for job, others applied for their masters’ degree. I was there; don’t know how to proceed further in life. I was still thinking of being a lawyer. I wanted to be one lady who can speak confidently in the court in front of many people, at the same time if I was given a program to write, I should be able to code it. But the plan failed again. Maybe I was programmed to program :-)
I joined Christ College in 2004 August for my master’s degree (MCA). Life has turned upside down completely. It took few months to decide if I joined the wrong place. The Heads of the institutions are all Priest! They warned me hard enough that it lasted till now at the time of my admission that I should be a good girl. “Good Girl”, according to them is a tough thing for a typical Mizo girl like me. The hardest part to be a good girl was to wear salwar/churidars on all weekdays. I need 100% attendance in class and I have to dress decently on weekends. I should be very academic and I should mingle with everyone in class. This is not just a personal warning but it a warning for being a northeastern girl. I was told I was the first NE girl who joined the Dept. of MCA in Christ College. So reputations of the NE students are in my hands. I was nervous.
During my stay in Christ College, I sincerely thanked Sosang who first of all looked for a cute and cozy house for me to stay, and who stayed with me when I met with an accident. He then took care of me even after we broke up few years back. He was my best friend yet we had some conflicts regarding our career choice. But my memories with him will be cherished even though he left Bangalore for good in 2007 July.
Time flew faster than I ever imagined. I still remember the first day I set my foot in Christ College, nervously. Now I have completed my missions there. I had 2. One is my personal achievement, pursuing MCA. The other one, keeping up the name of NE students. Now, the CMI priests know that even a simple student from North-East India can be obedient. Thank God I managed to change their attitude.
10 comments:
hmmm...va personal deuh ve..
is this new guy "ben" the one that i know "Ben of misual.com"
Beautiful Blog Nanz! Why don't u try writing a Book! you really can write!
Tawia: is this new guy "ben" the one that i know "Ben of misual.com"
lolzzz. yes dear Nancy, please tell us, is this Ben the new guy? :D
mission impossible i accomplished a ni ringot ni hi mawle!! :-)
I second Sandman's question. Please tell me more, O dear Nancy.
a niang mahse confirmation a ngai misual.com a kan post hma in. :)
"Now, the CMI priests know that even a simple student from North-East India can be obedient. Thank God I managed to change their attitude." Bravo! This is a real achievement. You deserve big thanks from us Northeasterners.
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