First Day Of College

My throbbing heart acted like I am near to something really big. Though I had visited this place lots of time, today it seems different, as it is now, my College. Today, it gave me the very first hi-fi for I have to be here for almost 3 years. First, it was different because I just have to visit that place, I didn't have to indulge here with people, but today, I have to make many new relationships. It's not my kind-a-thing because it takes me a lot to communicate with the teacher or to make friends. But, still, I have to stay here. I can't behave like I didn't belong here. 

I was standing in front of the two-storey building, which was exceeded by 5 little stairs. I took a deep breath to go along, I can't be afraid, I have accepted many tough situations before, this can also be counted as one of them. I don't care if it goes good or bad, what matters is I have to do it. I took a step and went along with my self respect and confidence. Every single thing stared me like I was the strangest thing, being seen in this building but no one greeted me. I straight away went to the first class of my semester.

I opened the door, and the whole class looked at me. All trying to figure out who I'll be or what type of girl I would be. All trying to make a judgement out of my appearance but my confidence constantly breaking into pieces. With every single stare, I wanted to run away but I was ordered to sit, everything went on with normal execution through the staring game wasn't finished. 

Everyone by turning, trying to figure what am I doing here or what I was thinking. Small whispers surrounded whole over the class about me. My heartbeat increasing with every moment, my parts of the brain trying to figure out what should be done. Either I should ran away for today or stay. Where was my self-respect and confidence? Everything went blank . Should I stay here? Do they will accept me? Or I just did the biggest mistake of my life. Teachers just ignored as if I didn't exist, and it felt a bliss. By the end of the lecture, I decided, this was enough of my emotional trauma. I took my bag and without any eye contact, just went away running, at the very end where just before one hour, I entered with lots of expectations for myself, I was running away with the whole break down inside me. When I closed my eyes, I saw the picture of every single thing staring at me, turn by turn, tears started running out of my eyes. Standing middle of the campus, I cried as much as I wanted to, then, my phone rang. It was of my favourite person. His voice calmed me down, his breathing made my heart beats normal - "Everything will pass, either good or bad, the things that frustrate us now, we tend to like them afterwards, the situation always changes."

Sometimes people are not what we think they're. It's just our imagination. War is always inside our mind. People will always judge you but if you're true to yourself, they'll always find you as bliss.