UNSPOKEN BONDS

(109&303)

I did my 11th and 12th standard from Rajahmundry, but for higher studies of graduation the
college I moved to Visakhapatnam. I had to go to Visakhapatnam for further studies. I had
to leave the house for my further studies. I got admission in Andhra university for B.Arch., but
the problem was where to stay in Visakhapatnam as no relative was there. So, I decided to
stay in hostel.

My sister, my mother, my father and I took all my suitcases and went to Visakhapatnam to
search boys’ hostel. We tried our luck in many hostels, but all were full and occupied. So, we
asked a friend of my sister for the accommodation. He helped us and I finally joined in Sri
Aditya Boys hostel, visalakshinagar, it is 7km far away from the college.

Hostel world was new for me but my passion to learn was enough to face this new world.
Mom wanted me to learn a lot and be independent so that I wouldn’t face any problem in
future. So, I was determined that I had to learn a lot and get a good job. I was moving in
that same direction for success. So, hostel never seemed to be a strange place for me.

I woke up grinning with the excitement and looked at the clock. Its 7 in the morning and I
could hear the clinging plates and bird chirrups and draining water from the sink. I threw the
covers aside, jumped out of bed like a monkey, brushed my teeth, took bath and made my
way to mess. I am almost ready for the first day of my freshman year, I was waiting for my
friend to drop me at the college and to guide me the way to reach college every day.

It was a fresh start and I am ready to explore the life of an architecture student, I got into
class and I shocked looking at the class. My dreams were shattered I thought of where the
college is blue blooded, the classes are swanky and the lifestyle nothing short of opulent.
But it was totally different here, my expectations haven’t matched to the reality of Andhra
university. I was joined late in the college, so my seniors were busy with their academics,
they didn’t have enough time for interaction sessions with us. Somehow, I escaped from the
ragging in the initial days of college. Immediately, Dussehra vacation was announced and I
went to my hometown, during holidays our seniors asked us to send friendship in the
Facebook, but I denied doing that.

After the vacation, everyone started attending college. My seniors asked us to come in the
so-called formals for college, not to wear branded clothes and accessories. I have no clue
about that why they want to judge our lifestyles and who am I and then later I realised, and
I tried to cope up with that. Somehow, I managed it.

It’s a great start to hard phase which turned into an unspoken bond between us-

It was 9 in the night. I went for dinner to mess, my fate was bad 2 of my seniors used to stay
in same hostel of where I was living, but they live in third floor (303), I live in first floor (109). I
was having food in the plate suddenly a base voice started calling me I turned back and
went to there; I have no clue that they are my seniors. I went to them and started having
my food Mahindra started questioning me I was just like what the fuck...!!
do you know who I am? Mahindra asked. Commented [lb1]:

I said no with low voice.

He said I’m your immediate senior...

I said ok bro,

he gave a stare and asked me to call him as sir, not bro.

it was a bit tough to address someone who is 1yr elder than you as a sir, it took time for me
to manage it. We had our dinner and I am about to leave; he called me and took me out
of our hostel, I Mahindra and some senior sat on the table. Mahindra sir asked me to tell my
bio. I said my bio and he started asking about my personal bio and I opened about that,
there is nothing to hide in that. I was frank from myside I said everything what I do and
what’s my opinion on the college. I was so immature at that time & I was holding iPhone 5 in
my hand, it started ringing I was tensed to attend the call Infront of them, they said attend
it. And the other senior noticed my phone and started making lame jokes.

do you know who I am? The other senior asked.

I said you are Anirudh, he questioned how you know my name, I said Mahindra sir just called
your name. He liked my frankness and we had weird conversation for about half an hour, I
and Mahindra sir swapped our numbers, he ordered me to call from my day start to end of
the day. I said ok. Mahindra sir asked me to come his room 303, I said I will sir, but I have my
brother in my room right now, so I might be late sir... is its ok sir? He said yeah ok.

I went to my room and I asked my brother to leave so that I can go to Mahindra sir room,
but I lagged the time and went around 11pm in the night with great fear, but Mahindra sir
was sleeping and Anirudh sir was busy with his work so he asked me to leave. I thought of it
was a great escape.

It’s a new experience for me to call someone on every day, but some how that greetings
from morning to night started helping me in an unknown way. I think no other junior will have
an experience like I had with them.

It was the month of December, the very first time I was hosting drinks for them, me and
Anirudh sir went out to bought food and drinks on Mahindra sir bike, suddenly Anirudh sir
stopped the bike and asked me to drive it, but I said I don’t know sir to drive…. He smiled
and then he handed the bike, he sat behind and taught me how to drive. It was such a
weird experience for a junior to have with senior.

As days were counting on, we turned into brothers, but I’ve maintained my respect over
them. Sometimes I’ve crossed my closet of respect, but they took it lite. I used to laugh over
their messy fights and screams… and sometimes each of them complains to me over one
another. When it comes to food, they were like kiddish even they had fights over food too.
They behave each other like they are just classmates, but the bond they have over each
other is totally crazy. Sometimes we used to scream over each other, sometimes it went like
mess, but it never stopped us being close. We had messy fights infront of juniors, but that
never let us bond break down.

When it comes to Mahindra sir, I have a crazy bond with him, doing together a dub smash
of a scene from Dubai Seenu movie to taking me out for a lunch. He is totally crazy and likes
to watch upendra movies and makes me to watch. Literally it sucks...! Sometimes he used to
dance for Yemi cheyamanduve, his moves and expressions were totally hilarious. Infact
sometimes Mahindra sir irritates us with his songs from typical movies.

When it comes to Anirudh sir, he is just a brother from another mother…. doing works for his
submissions to going out for a short time break, he scolds me in a typical Godavari slang, it
was totally hilarious. And he imitates others very well, but Mahindra sir used to imitate
Anirudh sir slang, it was fucking fun. sometimes Mahindra sir teases Anirudh sir you got lohith
to do work, but the funniest fact is Mahindra sir have lot of juniors to do his work, but in case
of Anirudh sir it is totally opposite, he never asked anyone to do help for his submissions
except me. Infact when Mahindra sir went to his hometown, he brought paragon slippers
for me and he ordered me to come by those slippers to the college, I hated him at that
point, because it was hard to wear those for college.

From interactions to ragging,

doing their works to doing my works by them,

sharing my discreet things with them to sharing their discreet things with me,

sharing my food with them to sharing their gadgets with me,

sharing my clothes with them to sharing their egos with me,

sharing my feelings on my bae to sharing their moments with their bae,

showcasing my respect over them to sharing their concern, care over me…. etc

apart from all this I’ve a separate bond with each other which cannot be put it on words…

Even I learned a lot from their works, software’s, they guided me in my difficult times, they
scolded me, they cared me… in fact we trio continued as neighbours in hostel until my 7th
semester.

College and hostel life are all about friendship, parties, dances, songs and of course
mischievous. I am glad that my seniors and I had completely enjoyed that beautiful phase
of hostel life. Sometimes we used to study together in the hostel. I was the most visited
person to their room and vice versa. The funniest thing is everyone have friends from their
class, but I have friends from my immediate seniors and those are Mahindra sir and Anirudh
sir. I am very glad that I have beautiful friends who taught me how life is.