LIFE AT KCT
I still remember the day when my parents left me at hostel. First time I saw my dad shedding tears. First time I saw my sister begging my dad to take me home along with them. First time saw my mom consoling my dad. And first time saw Prem struggling to smile hugging me in front of hostel. And first time I saw myself alone. For the first time I felt that Arthi losing her hope and enthusiasm. Still, I managed to realize that I’m here to learn something that is eternal. Yes to learn about life. And that is why Prem chose Coimbatore leaving all those colleges over there in Chennai. But he failed to realize that Arthi will never change J This part of my life is called Get a coir of paper for apology J KCT the first word come to my mind is fun and phone friends. First year was damn interesting. Where ever you go you can find some creatures resembling you. I found 2 J They made my year I can say J All that I had with them was unslept nights, hell a lot of memo from hostel wa...