First Day At College
I took my ISC examination in March 2007 and then enjoyed a long off for two months with only three entrance examinations to get over. During that time I had gone to Delhi for a week and to Kolkata a couple of times. And at the end of those two months there I was at the St. Xaviers college in Kolkata.
It feels good to be here. The first event in my college life was the inauguration and the orientation ceremony – which by the way was not so happening, you know. Frankly, the speeches were really long and three hours seemed like three years.

But the day finally did get over and next morning I was ready to face my first day in college. The first thing that crossed my mind that morning was, well.. you can guess.. ragging.
God knows how petrified I was. Having heard really crazy and scary things about ragging I entered college nervously. It didn’t help that it was raining as if it would never stop. Braving the rain and the sludge I stepped out of the house to begin a new phase in my life. having stepped out, I had to decide now how to reach college. There was the bus and the taxi. Fellow students and friends had warned me about the buses in Kolkata but I decided to step up and face the music – little anticipating what was to come.
I was lost in my thoughts till after three stops a wave of commuters rushed in suddenly and the next moment I found myself being glared at by a giant of a woman. She looked angry and I knew something bad – really bad – was about to happen. “Aita maer joner seat aache,” (“This seat is for women,”) she blared right into my face. I neatly rose. Moral of the story – No buses in Kolkata.
The horrible bus experience finally ended at Chowringee lane. More was to follow as i walked down Park Street. The rain battered down me, car honks drove me crazy and the sight all around me looked absolutely terrifying. Park Street, where the college was located, was flooded to the chin.
The ten minute walk to college became a thirty minute waddle. I was late, completely drenched and marginally terrified of ragging and yet putting up a brave front. But no matter what, I had no intention to miss the first day of college.
After forty minute of the gruelling bus ride, thirty minutes of water waddle, I stepped into college and found myself staring at a notice that said “All classes suspended due to floods”. And that was my first day in college.

