That was our last day in college..Its been more than an yr now, but somehow its really difficult for me to let go of that place..Every now and then something or the other pulls me back to college..
I was randomly surfing through my facebook page when i came across some random classmates photo album titled "BIT ke din" and involuntarily my fingers pressed the left button of the mouse on that link..I kept wondering as i went nxt-nxt on the pix,y am i evn seeing these pix..These are the same faces i hated bck in college..Why am i evn wasting my time goin through their pix..But the classroom in the backdrop,those desks whr we sat (read "slept") through endless boring lectures,played all possible word games(thats was how our registers and pens were put to use nywys),brought back those wonderful memories and a feeling of being one of the few lucky ones to have had such a splendid clg life! The album had the same canteen whr we sat all day,doing absolutly nothing..just talkin! Listening to hundred thousand stories which our frnds from othr branches had to tell us! but all those stories had 1 thing common,how the faculty was bugged to such an extent that he/she forgets the art of teaching( the art of learning we nvr had,so nthn to lose their :P ) and never dares to do it ever again..sometimes we succeeded,sometimes failed..sometimes they gave up to our constant pleading,sometimes shouted back,even complained to the HOD(who was considered the highest authority),and then the usual drill of writing an apology letter and the whole class signing it followed! but lookin back at all of it now just brings a smile on d face..Im not sad that its over,just sad that it ended so soon,dint last a lil bit longer!
Finding the label "BIT" on mostly every college mate's blog makes me feel happy beyond words..I know all of us have moved in life,we are nt at the same place nymre,but these three letters are something which will alwys keep us together,tied to each other tightly. Not all of us were frnds, but the feeling of reading someone's blog who walked to class everydy on the same roads as u ,sat on the same benches,ate the same sucky mess food,found canteen food a delight,but nvr frgt to complain abt its price and the pool of oil which was noticable even to an 80 yr old woman without her thick glasses, is priceless! seeing the pics of the main insti building,ic,oc,river,classroom,canteen,hostel,amul,juice wala,puchka wala,makes me feel wat a heaven i lived in! i knw lik evry1 else frm tht clg,i hav abused that place as much i could,but the realization of its worth only struck now..How beautilful it looked wen it rained,n on an early winter morning,n in spring,wen the roads were covered with flowers of all possible colours,how the cool wind put us to slp every night and the need fr an ac or a cooler nvr hit us! that place was wonderful in all seasons and in all times!
My college life might be over but im not ready to let go of it so soon..All of us are still connected to each other by either someones photo album,or blog or by just seeing a fellow clg mate walkin around in our office! Those four years will alwys be around us,in some form or the other and will never fail to lift us up wen we are down,will alwys be thr to make us smile,n at times fill our eyes with tears!
Friday, July 30, 2010
Friday, July 2, 2010
The “4” fours of 2k4!!
Was messaging a friend and suddenly felt like writing this article for those who I haven’t met for a long time, just to let them know that they are still as imp as always, and my life wouldn’t mean the same, if they were not such an imp part of it! Distance hasn’t made us fall apart, infact it has only made us bond more... Each memory spent with each one of them is secured in my heart, tied with the strongest possible chain, no chance of getting lost or stolen...
So let’s begin... This friend circle is commonly referred as my "2K4 friends"!!
I went for my 1st outstation trip (to cal) with these people, God knows what was I even thinking! In a group of 6, I only knew 1 person other than me! Scared, shy, nervous, desperately trying hard to impress, I somehow managed to spend 1 entire day with them. I was terribly petrified of 2 of them, had a double mind to cancel my trip as soon as I saw their names on the ticket, only the idea of those 2 coming along, made me sweat! They had a huge fan following in the girl’s hostel and that’s where I got all my inputs from. These 2 guys never spoke to the female kind, and thus were labeled to have "attitude"! I begged as much energy as I could from the universe and went for the trip, only to return with loads of memories and 2 best friends! That 1 day was filled with love, friendship, pain (when I twisted my ankle and couldn’t walk: P), melodrama (omg! on the way back, when my parents and all called!), happiness, every possible emotion! It was a memorable trip indeed!
Everyday in itself was perfect back then, even the sad days don’t seem sad anymore. Wish I could live one more day with them, teasing them, calling them by their own special, personalized nick names ("chotu"),sharing veg food in the canteen EVERYDAY(particularly biryani and aloo dum kashmiri),talking endlessly over the phone till sunrise, waiting at pmc for hours, walking on the OC road, plucking thorns, studying mup, be, diac, dsp(all subjects i can think of)in the canteen, sending "good night, pillows and cushion" messages at night, going to ranchi endless number of times, getting high, fighting over the auto fare, crying over the exam result......there is no full stop to this list! Everyday was special, is special!
I remember being there with them the day they got placed. Sitting in oat, listening to their names being called out, being a part of their happiness! No doubt I was happy, but the fear of them going and me having to spend one entire year alone filled my eyes with tears only that thought made my heart ache! I didn't know how I would survive in that place, my batch had already boycotted me for hanging out with the "seniors"! But the sadness of them leaving me and going was incomparable to anything else. Didn’t care for anyone, just wanted a miracle to happen, and wished all of them stayed back with me! But time obviously didn’t stop, infact ran faster than its own capability. The day finally came. Dropping them at the station was the hardest thing I had to do. Didn’t know when I would see chotu again, when would I get the chance to tease him next. Didn’t know when I’ll see the magical rain fall on us again. Didn’t know when someone will hear me cry all night, listen to all my crap and still love me for who I am. Everyone was going, and a lil bit of me was leaving with them too...
Thankfully one of them stayed back, not for the entire year but one semester! I had bargained a good deal for myself! That was the semester I stayed with him most of the time, coz of which I attracted a lot of teasing towards myself! I found someone who again cared for me, loved me and shared my sadness with me! He was there for me, to wipe my tears, giving me his shoulder to cry on!
These 4 people made me the person I am today… They made me explore a side of myself I never knew I had... Each one of them has a special place in my heart, a special meaning in my life, the time spent with them, the memories I have, will always be there with me, no matter where I go! I miss them terribly, and desperately waiting to meet them again!!
Love u guys, always will!!
So let’s begin... This friend circle is commonly referred as my "2K4 friends"!!
I went for my 1st outstation trip (to cal) with these people, God knows what was I even thinking! In a group of 6, I only knew 1 person other than me! Scared, shy, nervous, desperately trying hard to impress, I somehow managed to spend 1 entire day with them. I was terribly petrified of 2 of them, had a double mind to cancel my trip as soon as I saw their names on the ticket, only the idea of those 2 coming along, made me sweat! They had a huge fan following in the girl’s hostel and that’s where I got all my inputs from. These 2 guys never spoke to the female kind, and thus were labeled to have "attitude"! I begged as much energy as I could from the universe and went for the trip, only to return with loads of memories and 2 best friends! That 1 day was filled with love, friendship, pain (when I twisted my ankle and couldn’t walk: P), melodrama (omg! on the way back, when my parents and all called!), happiness, every possible emotion! It was a memorable trip indeed!
Everyday in itself was perfect back then, even the sad days don’t seem sad anymore. Wish I could live one more day with them, teasing them, calling them by their own special, personalized nick names ("chotu"),sharing veg food in the canteen EVERYDAY(particularly biryani and aloo dum kashmiri),talking endlessly over the phone till sunrise, waiting at pmc for hours, walking on the OC road, plucking thorns, studying mup, be, diac, dsp(all subjects i can think of)in the canteen, sending "good night, pillows and cushion" messages at night, going to ranchi endless number of times, getting high, fighting over the auto fare, crying over the exam result......there is no full stop to this list! Everyday was special, is special!
I remember being there with them the day they got placed. Sitting in oat, listening to their names being called out, being a part of their happiness! No doubt I was happy, but the fear of them going and me having to spend one entire year alone filled my eyes with tears only that thought made my heart ache! I didn't know how I would survive in that place, my batch had already boycotted me for hanging out with the "seniors"! But the sadness of them leaving me and going was incomparable to anything else. Didn’t care for anyone, just wanted a miracle to happen, and wished all of them stayed back with me! But time obviously didn’t stop, infact ran faster than its own capability. The day finally came. Dropping them at the station was the hardest thing I had to do. Didn’t know when I would see chotu again, when would I get the chance to tease him next. Didn’t know when I’ll see the magical rain fall on us again. Didn’t know when someone will hear me cry all night, listen to all my crap and still love me for who I am. Everyone was going, and a lil bit of me was leaving with them too...
Thankfully one of them stayed back, not for the entire year but one semester! I had bargained a good deal for myself! That was the semester I stayed with him most of the time, coz of which I attracted a lot of teasing towards myself! I found someone who again cared for me, loved me and shared my sadness with me! He was there for me, to wipe my tears, giving me his shoulder to cry on!
These 4 people made me the person I am today… They made me explore a side of myself I never knew I had... Each one of them has a special place in my heart, a special meaning in my life, the time spent with them, the memories I have, will always be there with me, no matter where I go! I miss them terribly, and desperately waiting to meet them again!!
Love u guys, always will!!
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