Those college days

Oh what days they were, waking up late, entering late into the lecture and then the ultimate question, "attendance ho gyi kya? ". Sitting with friends talking about irrelevant topics or coming up with quirky names for our batchmates
One guy Anil was called BOND because his roll no.was 007!
After every few minutes a ringing sound of Oh BC! filled the air. The smile that never vanished when a lecture was cancelled and Pulkit's ultimate lectures.Looking at the time table to decide when to go back home.
Looking for that new hot fresher then realising someone found her before us. Such loss is incomprehensible and only quelled by a Thumbs Up at  Pahari.
"Bhai talap mach rhi hain chal THUMBS UP lagate hain! "
While we never moved on Sohan Pal's business grew from the footpath to his own shop.
I found a great bunch of friends all equally lazy and everyone with some innate quality.
Eventually going on a trip to Uttrakhand hills. Playing cricket beside the river or staying awake all night and talking about some really creepy stuff. But we were young, and I can never forget some caricatures in the sand, probably still there mesmerising tourists till this day.
"pit jayega"
No one can forget that raft down those whirlpools and where some people saw the DARK SIDE OF THE MOON ;-).
Though some chickened out of a 20ft jump, the evidence is long gone. <br>
That long trek for a bite of Aloo Poori or the trip down to Dehradun where I saw a new GODFATHER. A game of cards and acting like idiots at 3 in the morning. A long trip to Mussoorie but the rewards were plenty, getting to live in a mansion on a cliff, or greeted by the old white witch with a song on the note of "Gumnaam hain koi". Though I never have accepted but "meri fatt gyi thi" and I was joined by some others. A few of these adventurers went out on a night stroll while we inside argued who will be bumped off first and while they ran back and away from a dog, we all agreed it would be Sam.
"mml"
Anyways the witch rested for the rest of the trip but one angel was Thapa, what a man it started with Tea on the egde of the hill, to Maggi and Bread inside where KP draped himself in Butter and Sauce. The food was delicious and legendary. Always planning to wake up at 9 but we would always be late by 5 hours. That long trek down to Kempty Falls can never be forgotten and chilling the THUMBS UP in the ice cold water. The long walk from Mall Road to home. Where there was an adventure at every step. As long last we did travel back to Delhi, but with new memories and stronger bonds.
Last days of the exam and running frantically here and there to complete our files and get all the notes, I never really learned the name of the Photocopy Guy but he saved many a souls from that dreadful word BACK. Everyone asking the same questions tune kitna padha and noone ever believed my answers. While the whole semester was a combination of leaves and avoiding classes, everyone was present in the penultimate days. Bunking was hardly used as a word rather we used the more appropriate "Attend karni hain? ". Everyone waiting for someone to take the initiative and then the one who asked always backing down. Some days will always be etched like those nights at Sarthaks house playing on the PS3 or when I saw the WC Match in Delhi or the semi final at Noida.From KDH to CHT's house and especially, PB and Sam on that day. Sandy Bhai's marriage in Meerut,what a trip that was!Most of all dancing like mad men at the first beat of music. There have been many such incidents and not enough words to relive them. But those days are long gone.All of us have moved on to far distances but these memories will always exists reminding us of each other and those college days!!!