Basic Points:
I . Memories and College ( Para 1 ,2 )
I . Memories and College ( Para 1 ,2 )
II. Admission and Entrance ( Para 3 ,4 )
III.
Fooling ( Para 5 ,6 )
IV. Assembly and
lectures ( Para 7.8 )
Sweet memories
are like the sweet smelling flowers bestrewn on the strenuous path of life.
They change life into a bloomy and balmy garden. In the storehouse of my college memories,
enriched with many pearls and pebbles, “The First Day at College” occupies a
pronounced (prominent) position. The memories of my first day at college are
still shining in my mind’s eye like smiling tears. This was infact, a
red-letter day of my life (a day of special significance) because this was the
day when I enjoyed the real taste of full and free life, for the first time in
my lifetime.
“Sometimes you will
never know the value of a moment until it becomes a memory.” –Dr. Seuss
Right from my school life, the thought
of the wonderful life of college had been occupying my imagination. I had heard
about the spectacular routine of college life from seniors, who extolled
(praised) the numerous opportunities and told about the liberty and dignity they
enjoyed during their college tenure. So, I was really excited to join college
as a regular student.
“College is a reward
for surviving high school.”
-Judd Apatow
After, the result of Matriculation
examination was declared; I got myself admitted into the college of which I am
a proud pupil. The regular classes were to start a few days after I took
admission and I kept longing for the approach of that day, the day on which I
was to stand, face to face, with a new life which, as I find now, is laden with
thorns and flowers in an equal measure.
“The best way to make
your dreams come true is to wake up.”
–Muhammad Ali
The fancied day came at last. I still
remember that day of spring when dressed in a clean white uniform, I, with a
few friends of mine, proceeded to college with high hopes and vigorous enthusiasm
of learning. When we were furlong off the premises of our college, we, by some
means were informed that a group of seniors was waiting at entrance for the
new-comers to make “First Year Fools.”
“Seniors always reach juniors with an air of superiority.”
–Anonymous
Stunned with astonishment and horror,
we stuck to the ground as the magnetic power of the earth had paralyzed us. All
of the sudden, a student of fourth year, who was the president of the College
Union, appeared there with a sudden surge of grace. He encouraged us to face
the situation and escorted us to the main gate.
“Go confidently in the
direction of your dreams.”
- Thoreau
As soon as he left us, our ill-fate
took us to the gang of the mischievous boys who were looking forward for this
opportunity .They told me to do 25 sit-ups ( sit down and stand up) while
holding my ears with hands. This was humiliating but being helpless before such
a group of ruffians, I had to do it. I could’ve complained about them but I
didn’t.
“Be
the flower that gives its fragrance to even the hand that crushes it.”
– Ali
ibn Abi Talib (R.A)
After getting rid of them, we moved
towards the crush hall. All the students of first year were asked to assemble
in the assembly-hall where, after recitation of a few verses of the Holy Quran
and the National Anthem, the Principal delivered a moral lecture and advised
students not to take part in party politics and other activities but to pay
full attention to our studies to achieve our goals. After this, the peon guided
us about the time-table and escorted us to the Room No. B – 04
“College is a refuse
from hasty judgment.”
–Robert Frost
Our first lecture was of English. The
professor came a few minutes later. He looked as if he were a light-hearted
(cheerful) person. We stood in his honor. He told us to sit down and took roll
call. My Roll Number was 23. After this, he introduced himself and advised us
not to misuse the liberty of college life but to make the full use of
opportunities to develop our personalities. In this way, all the professors
talked about education and discipline. They talked to us in a friendly manner
quite differently from school teachers.
“A teacher affects
eternity; he can never tell where his influence stops.”
- Henry Brooks Adams
After the lectures were over, we
decided to visit the college. The common room was very discordant (noisy). Then
we went to the college canteen which was too very crowded and noisy. Next, we
visited the college library. It appeared to me as an ocean of books, the countless
waves of which could only be wondered at and never fully admired.
“
Finally, we
started going back to our homes. On my way back, I fell into a reverie
(daydream) and began to recapitulate (summarize) the lessons and experiences of
the day. On the very first day, I found the college life burdened with the
responsibilities which is the price to be paid for its liberty. And through
these years of study in it, I have found that the sea of responsibilities is
much deeper than that of liberty. The college life was a double edged sword but
the fun associated with it still lingers with all its beauty and pleasure in
the utmost gallery of my memory lane.



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