Published Mar 28, 2024
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The First Day : Live With What You Love

Published Mar 28, 2024
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It was my first day to college going by bus. I was alone that day. I don't have any friends with me during that travel. I asked my father to come with me but he came with me to the bus stand and as he has some work so he asked me to go by myself. He dropped me to bus stand. There were a bus filled with students. All the seats in the bus were occupied by the students. The bus starts at 7.30. am and some woking people were urgently get into the bus. Some boys were standing and hanging on the footsteps.

    From my place to college it is around 30 kilometres. The bus stops at 28 places from the bus stand to the college. At each stop different group of students waiting for the bus to go to college. On the way to my college there are 3 colleges in between. 

It was a new experience for me to meet so much of different college students from different disciplines. I studied in girls school and going to study in a womens college. Some boys were standing nearer to me. I was so uncomfortable to stand with them in side the bus. Even though I had girls around me, I was new to stand with strangers.  The bus is filled with so much of students from different colleges. As I already said, there are 3 different colleges inbetween to my college.

Every boy has some crush on my college students. Every student is talking with their boy friends inside the bus. As I am new to this situation I really don't understand what's is happening around me. I was standing near the driver. There was an entrance near where I am standing. A man was standing on footsteps of the bus. He entered into the bus after two stops where I boarded. 

“Get inside", “Don't stand in the footsteps” the conductor shouted. The man get into the bus and stood nearer to a woman. The woman was standing next to me and she was stands next to me. And she had a handbag on her shoulder and she wears a saree. I assumed that she was going to work. 

The man nearer to me stares at the woman without blinking his eyes. Then he moved bit closer to that women.  And the bus was stopped in a stop to pickup the passengers. A crowd rushes into the bus. I moved some what more inside of the bus. 

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