The next day I saw his picture in the news paper smuggled into the campus by Hemanth and his batch(they have a big role in my story)..
I felt I had seen him somewhere. May be I had. Someone said he stayed on our floor in the first month of college days. I don’t wanna talk much of this incident. I heard my friends say that suicide is a sort of thing done by real losers and cowards. I too felt the same. My mind was a little disturbed and so was everyone’s. I called home and said that the situation was under control and that he had died due to the pressure from his parents.
My dad never asked me to study hard. I was lucky, I thought. He just wanted me, not to waste time and to enjoy myself while studying. I found it a little tricky. Enjoying while studying????????? I didn't understand it then.
That day when I called home my dad assured me that he was even ready to buy an engineering seat and kept telling me often that there was no pressure on me to perform great. huh. He was scared…haha… he asked me to study only as much as I can. hmmm. that episode was over and from that day food was good in the mess and study hour timings reduced by an hour and we were to sleep by 10-00 pm. (suicide effect).lol.
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
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