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Stop, Look, Listen
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At my very first day, as I crossed the main gate of Campus; a sound passed touching
my ears and shocking me, “Hey! Dr! Stop!” I stopped; confusingly.
Don’t ask such sort of foolish questions. As you have got admission here,
have you never read the prospectus? It’s mandatory to wear University card
at campus premises. I wanted to say him that was my first day and how a person
can get I.D card without applying? “But Sir...?” But my mouth remained
opened before saying any thing to him. He said, “Listen once again!”
Don’t ask such sort of absurd questions and move away from here immediately.
My hard luck was still with me. As I crossed the main gate and I saw the students
sitting on benches and tables in a grassy plot. They looked at me, as they were
going to eat. I said to myself, “O! No!” Suddenly the danger came
to my mind and I thought they might be my ‘seniors’. It was too late
to escape. They said, “O! Stupid junior! Stop!” I felt my blood circulation
is retarding and my digestive system is not working properly. I didn’t stop,
as I have moved two or three steps; I felt my head is not with me. Some one has
slapped. I said, “Sss...Ss...S...Sorry brother.” “Look! And
Listen, don’t say brother to any senior, use the word ‘Sir’.”
I came out of cafeteria, I saw few girls making laughers and taking rapidly. Probably,
my hard luck not ended at what had already happened to me. They took a glance
at me and viewed me from my feet to head. “Their voice rouse, O! Fistula
is coming.” They said “Stop!” I stopped once again. “Look!”
I looked towards them. “Listen! Can you make dance on Shakira! Shakira!”
I, replied to who had asked me, “No M’am.” Do we seem you M’am?
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