College life : Metaphor or Simile .

"I think everyone should go to college and get a degree and then spend six months as a bartender and six months as a cab driver .
Then, they would really be educated "
-Al McGuire

Sometimes life turns out to be like a wild shark of the deep oceans just because our actual fun is to be alone in the tides.
The times we spend in the best unions of our shortest life , full of effing emotions so profound ,which turns to be a wonderful caption leads brimming over with a coffee ten years after ! This is indeed the time where all emotions expose like a fracas but the most running bitter or beautiful truths discovered.
No theories can eludicate the ways of living in the mass , but this phase makes the shit in us worthwhile . This is life in college or is it ?
The time of flabbergasting awesomeness , disillusioned fantasies , brobdingnagian hours , and ofcourse interminable dreams , are just not intermingled with the real clock that actually ticks when it strikes 10:10 in our spontaneous lives.
What a time we live in !
College , where the actual (our) world meets , is just a one way of the highway where the other lane never comes back . The knowledge, we get here is the way too surfaced i.e horizontal like a flat sea but develops the potential in us to scale heights i.e vertical like a skyscraper . Strange isn't it ?
The emotions grounded with smile and tears ,
The parity in the grades lies in the hands of the doer i.e we the students , even if these grades decide our future or unfold the education system .
The recreation in the diversity of the lectures we attend and more jolly when we mass bunk the same .
The joviality in the lawns of the canteen where different viands served with the plunge of all over world words exchanged .
The enthusiasm of the paradox in the caricature of the events getting all souls one roof under in high spirits all the day .
The subterfuge in the struggle to come in power having the minds rolled all over the place , for the fame .
The serenity in the grungy music and begrimed rooms , with the odes and the anecdotes shared with amusement.
The saintliness in jibing , teasing and taunting mates with all the bro' codes meant to be broken , smiling at the dusk.
The adventures on the roads with green woody saplings on a side and just made siblings on the other fooling around .
The tiredness after a sweat long game with the perfervid beginning and apathetic ending , then a run to hundred and forty winks , waking other day .
The tranquility in never ending rumours , the lolz and a second lasted mishaps with humming music like in the veins .
Finally ,
The loss of words when just about to leave after years of togetherness and its happenings leading back to the world you belong to .

And if you want to be more experienced to the way of life , you can try working as a bartender and a cab driver , not forgetting from where you have just headed .
This is the way of life , my college life .
Leading metaphors in the similes with euphemisms intended * .
Live it as it comes !
Have a coffee ten years after !

Parting with the words sung by John Denver ,

Sunshine on my shoulders makes me happy ,
Sunshine in my eyes can me cry ,
Sunshine on the water look so lovely,
Sunshine almost always makes me high ...!

-Rachit Khator
3rd Feb ,2010 .