THE CLOSING CEREMONY
My alma mater has been a temple, a temple of knowledge, transformation,
teamwork, books, friends, meaningfulness and most importantly, LIFE! Here is
the first time that I pay tribute to it….because it deserves at least a final
goodbye!
the last look... |
We all have cursed the filthy
assignments, strict teachers, narrow mentality, bad infrastructure, slimy management
and what not?? But trust me; towards the end, everything undergoes a beautiful
transformation. You start loving the broken desks, writing assignments,
finishing courses, cleaning lab coats and most difficult of all, you start
liking your room mate! It’s surprising to realize that you could be so
sensitive to cry all alone on window for those whom you had started taking for
granted. The other day when I started packing up for home, I found comic notes
passed during classes, passport size photographs stolen at crucial junctures,
the first rose I received, the first assignment, the test papers, the metal
scraps from workshops, the never used diaries and many things that made the 4
years pass before me in a split second.
A punch in the identity card you
hated to carry around, changes everything. Every spot at the campus starts
reminding you of an incidence, every face that you have grown in habit of
looking every day at, starts moving afar, the mess workers suddenly seem so friendly,
mess food turns delicious, the spectacles become more beautiful, evening
coffees with friends seem more refreshing than ever, you start noticing so many
new things because finally you started looking at your college as if you will
never see it again. You start living the life you had always dreamt of, only to
find that it’s all going to end very soon. The last days hurt more because it’s
a happiness that knows limits.
And it all strikes suddenly when
your train starts for your hometown. You see the city that made your most
beautiful years, passing through the window, you know you can’t do anything to
stop the time, you know you can’t help it and tears roll down while your
friends wave goodbye at the junction. You shout out few words of care, routine
abuses and jump out of the train to hug them one last time. You know that to
gain very few things in life further, you are going to lose a lot. And still
you have to let the wheels of time move. All through the journey it feels as if
someone had just cut a connection that was there since you began and this wound
is never going to heal. Back at home, when you reach, it’s more surprising to
find yourself up to nothing! Yes! Positively nothing! Even if you were not a
workaholic at campus, you are unable to enjoy a stay at home, a place you
rushed to at the shortest of holidays. You feel had you come a little later,
you could have stolen a day more at your favorite hang out at campus, an
evening more of fresh air at the sky scrapers, a night more in your hostel bed,
one more fight with your room mate, one more look at your crush, one more hug
from a dear friend, one more day of life!! You know none of this is possible
and you soothe yourself with the cool breeze from your bedroom window half
wishing that it has come touching your college and. You talk to family and
distract yourself from tears, you wish for all of it to come back and start
finding ways. You hope convocation was a little earlier…..You promise yourself
to be in contact with those who matter and pull up your laptop to write this
piece…and life goes on! J
A really nice one.... I still got a year here.. Yet you made me go through all you went through while leaving here...
ReplyDeleteThanks Kiran! Makes me happy that you went through and understood how big a loss it actually is! :)
DeleteAmazing portrayal of feelings that i bet everyone of us are going through...i doubt it could have come out better...keep up the good work trisha :)
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Abhyank!
DeleteI am fortunate to have regular readers like you!
SRM days were the best days of my life!!
ReplyDeleteThat's true!! prhps fr each one f us! :)
DeleteIts really awesome...believe me, it was just like a picturesque of memories through your words. Great job, keep it up !!! :)
ReplyDeleteArpita
Oww!! Thank you so mch Arpu! It's nice to know that people not frm my college can also connect to this piece! :)
DeleteHey sweetheart you have written it in a very precise manner.
ReplyDeleteyour way of writing becomes more beautiful,more attractive,
more accurate after each blog you write. although every blog tells a new story to all viewers, but i think this was the best one, which can catch the attention of a reader, short length,well written as well as well executed.
so dear great job!
keep writing....:):)
Thank you so much dear!! tHis is all because of ur help and suggestions...Very few reach out to help instead of just criticizing.. nd u r surely one!!
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ReplyDeleteThis is great. It could not be any better than this... made my eyes moist again. Great stuff :)
ReplyDeleteThank you Parag! It's friends like u who made my journey awesome! :)
Delete“Inside the campus, you make the world go round, outside it; the world makes you go round!! -Nice memories with lot of Expression of emotions
ReplyDeleteThank you very much Sir! :)
DeleteTrisha... I thought i was the only one to notice that the dialogue of Mr Ganapathy Subramanium.....
ReplyDeleteReading thz blog after so many dayz of college being over I really feel like going back to those dayz....
Yaar tune senti kar diya... :P
Are yaar!! No No I concentrated a lot on the dialogues!! :P
DeleteYeahh it feels good to be thr the memories again...bcz tht's all we have got now! :(