Something Abou ME

I'm writing this blog as a memoir,to look back at it when i've done with my studies and as a tool to went my unspoken frustrations...

Well i'm Raunaq.and i'm a student of LAW.the field that has its fair share of critics and heroes.Ram Jethmalini to P.Chidambaram to th witty Lalu.

Law is afterall the King of kings.

I was not interested in law till late.It was only after the 26/11 carnage and the mangalore pub attack that i took a keen interest in LAW.

The journey to a plush office started not as smoothly as i anticipated.

the CLAT guys got to screw me.Then Symbiosis and NLUD et al..

NLC was a surprise.I had not expected results there.But 35th Rank was a major surprise. :D :D

Ofcourse i wanted to get away from the hell that was my place.Every one seemed angry.I was getting tired of being polite now and then.Nikita was indifferent to me.and mom seemed distant and never seemed to care much for me.

Only my brother understood what I felt like.For he too was like me.

The Train ride gave me time with myself for the 1st time.I was so confused that I wanted to return back to Allahabad and study for CLAT.But i never said so.

I put my sweet little smile so as to not embarrass my dad.

Reaching to Pune was as pleasant as a butting your face in George Bush's ass.

The damned Marathis thought I was a goddamned Foreigner and asked a good 200 bucks 4 taking me to a hotel.

Dad reasoned with him and his rudeness amazed me immensely.he was speaking like we were his servants.

the nerve of that screwholer.

The City was nice to see in the Night.

Sleep was blissful there.

But i was still coming to terms with the rudeness...

Besides my sense of appreciation was dead.I did not even know what i did and what i said.

Its still like that.Sort of completely lost feeling.Like one feels when one does not know even a single answer on the final exam paper.and still tries to make answers.:)

The 1st thing i did was take the number of like a dozen allahabadis.who i thought would be feeling the same way as i did.

There was Archi.Ananta.Siddhartha......

Archi was helpful as always..

i had thought that the place was small as my hometown.

and I asked her things like which is the best mall or where is Paud  Road etc

and she somehow managed to find everything and tell me :) decent of her...

Ananta.The Girl with a million dollar smile.Mind it.she has a smile that runs for a mile.Pity she was committed to a asshole.I tried hard not to show my displeasure when i found that out.She was a match and more than that to me.German and all.She is a genuine person.Some how you can never help trusting her...

Siddhartha..

This guy is quite a shallow.Dorkish and at discomfort with himself..

But give him an hand,and he'l grab the arm.

But his nature is genuine and i cannot complain more than than.

He is a friend from LST.Always makes a funny little salute everytime he saw me.Used to call me a firangi behind my back and God knows what.

But in pune we became good friends and soon i began to trust him.

I'll carry on later.This is only the bare beginnings.

I'll write More about this soon...

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