A Cup of Tea

College life gives us a lot of memories .A whole plethora of incidents keep happening every day comprising every genre of emotions. But some are simply etchedin your mind for a very long time.I still remember the day. I was in my second year of college. We had just finished our classses for the day and were hanging around in the "Den" ,as our college canteen is popularly known as. Those days the canteen was strategically placed so that it overlooked the entrance of the college. Unfortunately it has been moved into a corner nowadays, much to the dissappointment of people like me, thourough and dedicated 'observers of people'. anyways, the point is that the first year classes just got over and a group of freshers got out of the college building. we were all delighted, not a the sight of girls and all but simply because finally freshers had come , making us freshers. All heated discussions about calling th juniors and what had to be done started on a war scale basis. All this time was silent , an unusual thing as i am usaully the first one to get excited on things like this. My always loyal friends,who shall remain unnamed, promptly sensed this and all the attention shifted to me . In the mean while, i, oblivious to all this, am staring away to glory at the group of girls. Now please do not misunderstand me at this point because i was not staring a particular person, as i am trying to covince my friends from the past 3 years and i am sure they still dont believe me . Any ways i was mesmerised by the fact that i had finally become a senior and that from today onwards i would have my on personal junior to fetch me water, tea and breakfast, and of course write my journals. This may sound really gross but believe me after one year of filling water bottles, it does come as a helluva relief. As i realised I that was the centre of attention i broke in to my unsuccessful bid at making my friends try to understand my state of mind. In all this time , the juniors had reached near the canteen and wre promptly summoned, I still remember there were 14 of them, 8 girls and 6 boys. The introduction session lasted 45 minutes every second of it a total bliss for me ,forgive me if i sound saddistic but that i cant help it, they were finally let go thanks to the bus that had come. i felt like strangling the bus driver. So the juniors, finally free from our torture, set off to the bus, but not before the boys were reminded to be present in the hostel grounds at 5 30. That was the time when tea was served. We went to hostel to see all the juniors already being grilled by other seniors . At exactly 5 30, the mess opened.A junior was summoned and tea was called for. that was the sweetest tea i had drank in the whole of that one year.I was a senior finally .I drank another cup of tea and told the poor guy to fill water for me..