U must die in one life, before u can enter another

Changes…I hated them…to be precise still hate them. I felt sick whenever I had to join a new college or a new skool ,meeting strangers wasn’t my idea of a perfect pastime. To tell u the truth ,that is a part which scares me when I think about marriage too. The thought of uprooting scares me. Going to a complete different environment…mannnn,this is one time I envy boys..sighhhh. But I guess its just the matter of starting trouble, once I am comfortable with someone,I take every measure to maintain the smooth relation . But lately,I have noticed that some changes aren’t that bad either…some which u don’t notice at first. Let me make it more clear.
flashback…
4 years ago…a classroom in school…in this corner,last bench last one ,there she sits a meek,hesitant,inhibitive girl,aloof from others.She is so quiet…none talks to her much..neither does she…she actually wanna…but cant make herself do it. Going and asking someone ‘can I sit with u’ seems like a herculian task before her.. she feels that others wouldn’t want her around, that she is intruding their privacy…so she lives as a shelled animal(if u still dont get it, dumboo.. its ‘me’).
Now..
Classroom in college…still the last bench last one,there I am…trying to write ‘kick me’ on my front bencher friend’s back…
This is the change I mentioned…I am not claiming that I am a popular or smarrrt gal in the college, but this is a real change for me…maybe none else will understand or notice it xcept me.. I had friends from skool who were just classmates when we were in skool and later we grew closer and I had to answer many queries like..’which class were u in wen we were in skool?’(I sat behind u ..@&%$@) and ‘hey, u shud ve come for the tour in 10th..it wudve been fun..really missed u’( I too came for the tour my pal, u really ‘missed’ me…sighhh). In the college too, I was no better in the first year..had only 3 or 4 friends . But now I maintain a healthy relation with a very good ratio of the class. I don’t remember exactly when the changes started..but if u consider it day by day nothing seems to change. I remember that I started talking to the boys in the class at the beginning of the second year(courtesy: YAHOO MESSENGER). Now I have a ring of friends and I am extremely proud and happy that I share a pleasant bond with them. Each of them is special to me in their own ways.Soo changes is what I was talking about…and I will be facing an uprooting sooon ( no yaar…its not wht u r thinking, I am only 19 for heavens sake). I will be shifting home.. spend my last 14 years here..so kinda have the emotional attachment:(, but now I have learnt not to keep a prejudiced approach about anything..maybe its all for the best. So now me too started agreeing …changes maynot be as bad as u think they are.. but it’s the way u welcome them that matters.