Part 1:-Once A Sophia-ite

Think K3G SHAITAN  AND ISHQ VISHQ

I was looking for a complication...looking for spice in my bland life. I still remember the date. 20th of June,2011 was the day when I got through Sophia College for Women in Mumbai. But I was still waiting in the hope of making it to Delhi. Sadly, that was not to happen. And I was not going to stay in Kolkata for sure. (Ok, I would have had to had I not got through any college.). So, as I peered into the first merit list from the bottom(coz I was so sure I wouldnt get through to such an abysmally fabulous college ) I didn't find my name for the first two seconds of my search. And then, there it was . The fifth name in the general category list. And I literally jumped with joy. This had to be it. I had answered all the moronic dumb arses back in school and elsewhere who had challenged my capability. I so wanted to see their reaction.


Cut to: 20th June 2011 5.30 p.m. When mum and dad r both back at home from work. By now the social circle am a part of has come to know of 'the news'. I could feel the pangs of jealousy in some, and the genuine tone of appreciation in others. So am sitting with Mom and Dad. And lemme tell you , its still a huge affair in Bengali households. 'the-meye-baire-portey-jabe-etuku-boyeshe' thing!


Dad : Bhaloi hoyeche girls' college e peyechish. Tor jawar icchhe ache?
Mom : Na. Na. Mumbai-tumbai te pathanor kono dorkar nei. Ekhaneo bhalo college ache.
Me :.............................
Dad: Tahole Ki JU aar Presidency r lister jonno wait korbo?
Mom : Haan Next week ei toh berobe.O peye jabe.
Dad: Kintu oke jigesh toh koro O kothaye porte chaye
Me : Ma, ami Sophia tei porbo. Its a really good college.
Mom : Tomake chere amra thakte parbo na. Tumi toh parbei na.
Dad : Haan, even I agree. Tui konodin Eka thakish ni. And atow dur e. Chere de na!!
Me: *dejected look* But I know I can. Jodi baire na jai then how will I know bolo toh. And the environment is also good. And Ami mass media porte cheyechilam shetao toh peye gechi.Ebar keno Baaron korcho?
Dad phone rings. here is the kind of conversation he had with his journalist friend.
Dad: Arre kemon achish re? .........Amader thik thak khobor.ei toh meyer ajkei sophia college e BMM chance peyeche...kintu na amra thik bhorsha pachchi na eka eka oke pathate. emni Mumbai te amar Dada TOH THAKE...kintu hostel list eo toh or naam ta nei....oh Bolchish bhishon bhalo college? One of the best in India...??? hmmm...tahole toh bhebe dekhtei hobe...
He disconnects the phone and is back with us
Dad: Abdi toh bolche je O bhalo kore jaane college ta khub e bhalo. Ta or ihche thakle oke bandha diye labh nei.
Mom : Na tobuo ekhane JU aar presi te pele kintu oke ami okhane porte debo na.
Dad : Atleast admission fees ta toh diye di. JU aar presidency r list toh july te berobe.
Mom : Haan Thik ache.
Me : Thank you so much.... I am on top of the world.... Ok, I ve finally made it. Others in my class were still waiting to get into some college. ..
I went to bed that night....A contented woman. The time had arrived.