Ammm... Those days...
Well, seniors used to flirt with me but I used to teased them calling 'Bro'...
I was carefree in college days... like never before...
My gang used to yell at me when I used to bunk lectures... Still I was always topper in my favorite subject.. And I was a back bencher...

Street food was my lunch... and friend's tiffin was my dinner... We used to roam around the city skipping important lessons... Offcourse I was a back bencher...

a topper guy used to follow me... Girls were jealous... Ammm... yes he was handsome though but I never cared... And I was a back bencher... He was in my gang always caring about my stuff... my bestfriend used to tease me.. but I was always in my world...

For me all I cared about bunking lectures... roaming cities... eating street food and Pranking on others... Pro in activities but last in attendence... Proffessors felt I am hopeless because I was a back bencher...

Last year of my college, I won all the contests... But all people left any hope away about my grades... because I was a back bencher...

Offcourse I was popular... but they used to call me hopeless... But I brought their faces down... I was passed with distinction and topper in my subject... But being a back bencher I learnt many things... This world is not easy, which I have seen... The life is all about success and failures... If we fail then this spirit gives you strength to stand again... And I got this... because I was a back bencher...
(Well do you know I have played football in mud and cleaned myself in my Bestfriend's hostel... She is still caring.. Like she was before... but she was my backbone)