Absurd 2020
I have being skeptical about blogging my personal recounts but after suffering from my inability to shew the world the true me the digital media helped me to seep into.Although honestly I have been thinking this for quite a long time and perhaps somewhere deep inside I wanted the world to hear about my conflicts and above all I want to matter as much as I want to meet my star Damon Salvatore.
Nevertheless this journey has been long overdue as there so many things to be shared elucidating each one would make me feel anxious and conscious..The year 2020 has been a disaster, starting from January there were protests in India in matter related to secularism thereby reflecting and proving that India exemplifies the domain where secularism doesn't intersect..but we had the different world as we were having sem examination ...alas! my semester was delayed all due to this uncanny demonstration
my college was shut down and we were encased in our hostels stringently prohibited from going out the campus due to the protests. We thought of ordering from outside but seeing the scenario we zeroed to food delivery being impossible and no sooner did we realise than we were dismayed by the unpalatable food served in the mess. Well it was not until I realised I was in a total mess such that I did not have tampons for periods and I had to succumb to compromising of my friend variating in sizes.
In the mean time we were instructed to go to our hometown amidst the chaos in the beautiful city of Lucknow , although it was adverse of them by sending out the students on their own perhaps shedding off the responsibility as we were told we were on our own as soon as we stepped out of the campus premises.
Irony was on us, we somehow managed to ge the next scheduled bus for the return but we always tend to forget the prospenity of the INDIANS we are never on time( including me inadvertently).
We boarded the bus at half past eleven and the scheduled arrival was at six in morning now by the speed of Hermes our bus driver had won the race against flash we arrived by five in the shuddering morning. I had to wait at the bus station as my dad was late and was somehow managing to spot me in that bizarre area.
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