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!
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