College fests. For wide-eyed freshers like me, it’s an opportunity to branch out, find our own niche in the hustle and bustle of college life and carve out a life far away from the one we knew in school (Unless you’re a junior college student). A chance to take part in “The College Experience”TM that all those reels on Instagram had promised us – big crowds, bright lights and a whole lot of fun that would keep us in high spirits in the weeks following.
For seniors, it’s their time to let go and busy themselves in getting ready for the big day. Or days. It’s an enjoyable time of the year for students and teachers alike where the stress of studies and work wash away for a few days and they’re allowed to immerse themselves in the joyful atmosphere that always seems to tag along around college fests like the endearing younger sibling that tags along everywhere with their older sibling.
For many, it’s a whirl of stress, excitement and anticipation. The days pass by in a blur of team meetings and bonding sessions. We make new friends and new experiences to look back with fondness and no small amount of nostalgia. By the end of the fest, our camera roll is filled with pictures of event-preparation, department meetings, decor and bondings. And of course, all the friends we made.
And for most, it’s just one big party. A fun, exciting outing with their best friends where they get to make more friends and new memories to last for a lifetime. A chance to dress up, experience a new side of college that you’ve not yet seen and of course, have the time of your life.
The point is; Fests are an essential part of the college experience. It takes up a significant part of the average college life. Swings us up and away from the dreary routine of walking from lecture room to lecture room like a knight in shining armour and carries us off straight into the prospect of dance parties, competitions and endless adventures.
As a fresher, college fests are a new concept for me, the closest I’ve ever come to something as big as Xavier’s Malhar were the closely supervised annual day functions held at school where we barely had any say in the decisions taken nor was it as much fun.
Every fellow fresher I’ve encountered has not stopped talking about Malhar, from the pre-events leading up to the main event, the countless activities and sessions held at the foyer and all of our seniors hyping up the fest, there’s more than enough anticipation to go around.
This year’s Malhar is going to be the last for many seniors, another moment to affectionately look back on in later years. And for others, it’s the first of more to come. Eventually, the novelty will wear off, but the memories created and the joy shared will always remain.
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Hello, I'm Anna! 14 years ago my mom thought it was a good idea to sign me up for a library card and I made it my entire personality.My hobbies are writing, rambling about snakes, writing about snakes and ignoring my numerous existential crises.
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