Shortly after having dinner, I decided to relax with the news on the television, while doing this; I got attracted by a report on the said topic “Hard Drugs & the effects on youths”. I tried reflecting people around whom I have associated with at one time in my life and I also thought the various reasons why they were addicted to it. My first year in the university was tough and rugged but not as it was in my second year in the same campus.
I was a fresher and I was residing on campus in one of the most respected and “sacred” male hostels. I call it “the Den”. I had wonderful roomies who were well cultured, respectable, understanding, caring and disciplined. We all related like brothers, notwithstanding the ups and downs of arguments which brought exposed some of our personal traits. Need not bore with all that, where am I going?
Despite all this I still complained because of our neighbours. Gosh, the room was the Headquarter for whatever form of atrocities, occupied by almost 20 people among whom 85% of them were chain smokers and chimney. I was always pissed when I perceived the odour and I was so helpless because I dare not approach them else I am ready to face what I never bargained for. I couldn’t help but count down to the end of the session which was my first year because it was getting really frustrating, couldn’t help the odour cigarettes from the smokers, the noise whenever they are drunk or they are over-joyous, the fights with bottles-knives-irons, the gambling, the sexual harassment, in fact there were so many atrocities.
Got to my second year, this time, I was already groomed and ready to face and endure whatever circumstance I came across because I already knew the nitty-gritty. I also had some interesting plans. My second year was full of challenges, I wasnt opportune to have the same set of roomies I had in my first year, only 2 of us related like brothers while the others were out of it for me. The scenario this time had me living in the same room with roomies whose friends were drunks and smokers. This scenario also got complicated as the roomies had no control over their friends. It was a free for all affairs. The room was lawless, anyone gained access and this was beyond my control because most of them were the final year guys and I had my limitations. So many things happened, my daily schedule changed and I hardly stayed in the room. I became more frequent with home, had so many business schedules, meetings and religious activities. My parents kept wondering why but I chose to keep things to myself in order not to create unnecessary fear in them.
Towards the end of the session, I began to think of what the future holds for everyone and I thought of myself, my closest roomie and the rest of them. It was so amazing when I discovered that some of these guys who call themselves friends had hidden agendas and future plans for them, I was shocked when one was like he was going to be relocating to the states, another was going to be resuming in his fathers company, then I pondered… what about the other guys in the clique? Some with 2-1, some 2-2, some would be staying behind for an extra year, some don’t even know what tomorrow holds for them.
And I asked myself, what is the essence of friendship in the University?
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