Life is never smooth but a series of small hills and big mountains.. Sometimes the phase is as pleasant as walking on the beach in the moonlight with sea waves touching ur feet.. and sometimes it is like being stuck in a storm.. the phase I am talking abt is definitely has many of the former than latter.. it’s the time I have spent here in college.. trust me, before coming here, I thought that I had gained everything in life, didn’t think what else life could bring.. But like many other times, I was sooo wrong.. (Thankfully)
This place clings on to U like anything and then grows on U.. U wont even realize it, until some1 just wakes U up and tells U tht its time to go.. time 2 move on boss.. bahut chill maar liya tum ne life main abi chalo.. kaam karo.. : (....Its then that U feel like holding time and making each second count backwards.. but alas, its like holding an ice cube in ur hand.. the tightly U hold it, the faster it melts..the more U try to stop time, U realize that unlike the stupid tough exam, the time is just flying past U..
Today sitting alone in the place we all should have been regular visitors to..(No.. nt Balaz or sweety...Its the library Dumbo.. :P).. I cant help but think of the first memories I have of everything flowing around.. coming to the campus, talking to my friends for the 1st time.. (Yes yes all the other ten of the Tarras individually.. : )).. the first movie.. the first PSB.. The first arguments..The first flat meet.. the first story sessions.. the first bdays (Hey I never had a bday in campus.. : () the first gossip sessions.. all of it, the maggi at wipro.. today I went around the campus and tried to picture all the firsts in their places.. and trust me they all seemed like yesterday.. it was just yesterday that we all met and became friends forever.. : ).. The time and the memories will always resound in our minds and souls.. the time spent in the useless and totally illogical talks is what has made the bonds between all of us soo strong..
They say the friends we make in college last for a lifetime.. The people who U meet there are among the very few in ur life U share ur dreams and fears with.. We all have found a lot in this campus.. friends, foes, family and soul mates :P.. I wish there was any way we could stay here much long coz we all will sure miss this place- all in r body and soul.. the mere mention of leaving gives me goose bumps n tears.. (Yeah yeah.. I am the cry baby like many others here.. :P)
And now we all stand here at the last month of our COLLEGE LIFE thinking about all the moments gone by and how all this has made us the person that we are today.. not that the world will fall apart after leaving the campus but sure there will be a totally new world engulfing us all..It feels like a million feelings are erupting and taking over now..
Every1 of us was really excited for the next phase in life.. the jobs and the marriages..(the only two topics I hear and think of now a days.. ) : ).. but as the time approaches, it feels like we are leaving a part of our souls here with each other..So many things we wanted to say and do and didn’t.. so many people we want to thank and say sorry to.. there are soo many things I wanna tell but just don’t find the words to..
Where else will we find such friends who ll shout n laugh their guts out while pullin our leg.. when will we find such ppl who ll give their lives for each other but will sneak away when thr is time to pay the 50Rs cafeteria bill.. who ll tease U for studing more in exams and tell U to “believe in the CGPA system”.. who ll support U and make U do something and laugh behind ur back saying “ sala aaj to maar khayega”.. who ll encourage us wen we are totally low but pull us down to the earth just the moment wen we start “hawa main udna”.. the sleeping in the afternoon classes on the last benches..the sudden long conversations on stupid topics that erupt only the night before exams.. the movie marathons and the group study..(trust me they multiply the time U take to study).. the “didi aaj ke liye bahut ho gaya.. time ho gaya chalo hostel..”.. the people shouting at the bad marking system and the tough exams.. : ). The asking for money from parents saying” ab aur kitna time maangna hai maine aap se..” (thts my fav senti line after “mere daheej se kaat lena paise”.. :P)
Later in life U ll have all the money in the world at ur beck and call but not the friends to maaro chill with.. the small samosa plates will change into pizzas and expensive dinners but we wont have such people to share it with.. the balas café will change into marriots but these people will be missing..
But like many other times, life moves on.. and we have to go thinking that the next phase will be better and rosier than this one.. that life will, yet again unfold like the layers of an onion.. making us happy and sometimes making us cry.. we leave this campus with the thoughts of all the gr8 moments spent together, all the memories made and all the wonderful people we had a chance to meet.. guess that’s the beauty of being in college.. and now with the ticket to a better life in our hands, we all venture into the big bad world with the tons of confidence, opening new windows of opportunities.. : ) all the best guys.. : ).. will sure miss each one of U.. : )
