To me, making friends in college is like a summer project. Pressing flowers in a scrapbook and studying their details.
We enter into a garden, collect flowers of varied shapes and colors. Like we enter into a classroom or a working arena, make friends with students/ people of different qualities and interests. We take care that the flowers are in good condition not torn or have any blemishes. Like we see that the friends we choose are not a spoilt brat actually or have any of the bad habits. We pick up the right ones for us. We open a book, place the parchment paper inside and press those flowers facing downwards on the paper. We close the book and let them dry. Just like we open our hearts for them, making them a space inside, with caution. We kind of enclose them in our hearts, study their characteristics, get to know more about them with time.
Years later, we open the scrap file/ our photo album and cherish the colors/ the memories of the times.

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