Idiots, maybe.... :P - Prologue

{ Note-
I am writing this with an intention of portraying sketches of people I have met during my graduation.. Why am I doing this ? Well, because I thought, maybe it's something which I should note down somewhere.. and on this platform, many of us will hopefully connect to this.. People are the same everywhere and in every time period.. There must have been a chatur in our parent's class .. So is there in ours.. There must have been a Shanaya, there is.. N there will be one.. Some may be living with them now , for some it may revive some old memories, and for some, this may be a motivation to tug along the difficult years of junior college.. P

The characters that I may write about, however impossible they seem, won't be imaginary ;) }

Graduation years are the best ones I hear people say.. Fortunately am living one, and trust me, I don't think there can be a better time. We laugh, cry, get envious, bitchy, we dream, we get devastated.. We are then in the formative and most potentially productive ( in terms of professional space. ;) ), full of energy and zeal. It is then that we learn to handle ourselves, we actually grow up together. Nothing can be more beautiful than this if you have the right company. And the most immediate company one has after family is that of friends. yes, others also do matter, but these sweethearts just deserve a special mention.

A few stories of  "graduation time friendships" have been made eternal by filming them, and yes, each of them takes us to a different world, not mentioning the popularity and the profits. It isn't like each one of us have to take a vacation together to Goa or Shimla, or have trips round the world or have extraordinary talents and modesty to steal a question paper without peeking a glance. None of us 'need' to follow these trails. Everyone of us has an interesting story of our own which comprises of small sacrifices that our friends make, those awesome surprises, the jhig jhigs, the cold wars, the celebrations.. and what not. All we should do is cherish them, especially when we feel low. Nothing can cheer us up more than the bitter sweet memories of past, and how we trailed through them. And that is, even if you are low because of a few ( or all ) of them...  :D :D
So I am gonna write a continuous series of short stories or say incidents from my and few of my friend's life..
So watch out the space for more.. Hopefully ya all like it.. :)