I call Myself ..A Peaceful Warrior

Well.. yes the next post is posted a year after the previous ones were written... don't know what i was doing for past these month... but lets just stick to the Colg life story that i was narrating... We only remember important or harsh moment of our life... the casual ones just glimpse away.... so this post would have most of my memories shared in the 1st Sem of my Colg life.. Lets c how should i start this one ... 2nd day of my colg life... waking up in the morning.. excited to know what will happen in the next coming mins... my roommates are 1day old friend now... ppl with whom i was about too spend and share my upcoming months ... we all got ready... and rushed to the mess... don't remember what i ate... but it must be the usual recipe which i avoided in the end years of my colg life... new food, new life... i was happy... all girls rushed to colg and where searching there classroom... someone rushing here someone rushing there... its felt like ur in railway sta...

Before getting back to the story.....i jus wana tell that ..here i wont be telling what i did all day...how many hours i slept...or how many classes i attended...this stry is about what made these transformation in my life...what were the best moments and worst i experienced ...which made me today..what i am.... i apologise ...to everyone...who feel the way of expression is wrong for someone else... but i guess..this is my story... n i the one who can write it.... First day of my Colg .... while writing...i remember few glimpse ..few shadowed images...as like... entering to the colg premises on the 1st day of my colg ....those images are still running in my head...like a flashbacks...entering the colg gate in the auto with my parents...seeing students everywhere....seeing the grls hostel for the 1st time after construction...a place where i was about to spend my next 4 years..... going straight inside the gate to the colg main building...where i came out from the auto...n ...

Hi ... My name is Miaka(changed) and this is my story... a story that has been told thousand of times but never been written before....yes, for all you ppl this is jus another true story that is about to be told...which might not inspire you, or even touch your emotional genes... Than why i am writing it down??? good Q.... let jus say i have too...why i have too..well let the future blog post be the ans to your Q than... There was a time when i was afraid to write anything on a page ,chits or even on a laptop notepad...fearing that ppl might see and judge me in a wrong way... But with time i learned that these fears are nothin but your weakness...the more you fear the more weak you prove out to be.... A stry where a grl turned to a lady... and a lady transforming to a PEACEFULL WARRIOR... Hope one day....you will knw.... The stry begins from the 1st day of my colg....life...n continues....