I sat here for hours to avoid class..

 

I thought it to be brass,

But actually everything was like a glass,

I faced so much of contrasts & got mentally harass,

Then I sat here for hours to avoid class.

New city, new place, new university, now classmates, everything new except old me-trying to adjust in new situations & new circumstances.

I know it is very difficult to be friends with new people, also, everyone is not so welcoming. I always quench in search of people that can be my friends in a real way. But I am not so lucky in that way.

4th September, 2020:

I joined Department of English Literature, as a girl in love with fictional characters more than the people in reality & a dreamer, dreaming in real world. I was sort of happy & but a little bit nervous & as I was expecting my day was not that good. I was two months late from the classes start so everyone have had there friends & was comfortable with each other. It was crystal clear that there is no place of mine in that class.

Eleven girls & nine boys, including me. I went & sat alone in the corner seat of the room. Today's topic was a novel by Bapsi Sidhwa, Ice -Candy Man. Everyone makes fun of me that, I am the late comer, I am this, I am that.

I was not used to all this therefore, I felt really bad. After reaching home, I didn't told anyone what has happened to me today.

I just said,

"Yeah, everything is fine."

& the worst part is they got agreed.

All this happened for a week & then I decided to backfire on them & I did.

But,

12 September, 2020:

It was the last class, no teacher came, a girl mocked at my hairstyle & I stayed quite, then other one said,

"Maybe, her mother used to make this hairstyle in her university time."

Next one,

"I have heard, her mother got married to one of her professors."

I got clicked at that time but didn't reacted. But when she said,

"If 'hairstyles' could get copied then, I guess 'relationship styles' too."

Usually I don't get angry that fast but, at that time my anger level was beyond 100 degrees. I stood up, went to her, lift my hand & slapped on her face, in such a way that out of my five fingers, four were printed on her face.

Then?

Then what,

I came to now that she was the daughter of some trustees of that university & you know the rest.

They had a Parent-Teaching meeting, which was obviously one sided, as my point of view wasn't being considered. I said sorry to her by joining both of my hands & some fine was being paid. Actually, they wanted the university premises to get me struck off from the institution but my DAD as a businessman made the deal done.

I got lectures from my parents, had to draw down my brows in front of all the teachers & of course class was already against me.

My university routine got changed, now everyday I go to university from my house but then I go into the washroom, & sit here for hours to avoid class.

You are your own best friend.

But,

Sometimes

You just need another soul

To which,

Your soul got connected.

Once, I needed that too.

But, nobody understood.

Thank you!

Stay Tuned!