its crisp winter morning today... and i just got in mood to write my first blog ..
i always liked the idea of blog but its name BLOG kept me away..
its high time right now..
last exam of second last end sems is left ..
just a month ago i went to my private library to end my membership there. ..
it has been four years since i am(or now i was) a member there..
yes four years..
four years of college life..
four years of patiala..
four years to be an ENGINEER..
four years of thapar...
four years of maggi at bheem..
four years of 2 rooomates
four years of 3 hostels..
four years of infinite lectures..
four years of mess food..
four years of night canteens..
i mean its four years of my life OR MY life of four years..
will i be born after it or i will die..
we saw this city changing....
never in my life i owned a road.. but road to thapar is OURS..
right from gopal's , all the way across the flyover till thapar
this road belongs to thaparians.. its named after bhupinder singh but thats just a misnomer.. its
thapar college road
