Kurtis to Minis

Taking the first few steps from matunga station to the first college,everything seems absurd.There is so much to observe and understand.A hundred eyes staring at you all the time,embarasses you.in all this i pulled my courage and put my hand forward for friendship,The fear of lonliness would bring gosebumps.being an outspoken ,caring,emotional person were considered the characteristics of a 'Behenji' and so was i.Wearing long T-shirts on bell bottom pants or kurta paijama could only be a fashion disaster.I passed all the interrogative eyes without answering them and with no guilt headed to explore the college days.I made friends but was aware of their back biting about my appearances.It was only in the last year of college when the climax came into picture.The old fashioned,orthodox,sentimental girl had transformed into a fashion diva,modern and a bit adament.The long kurti turned into short mini skirts,the tears in eyes turned to dark black kajal and the neive little kid got rejuvenated into a bold beautiful girl.This is a true story of a girl who personified herself after entering Podar College.