And so, one by one the list is being ticked off... But when you have been to your farewell party, then you have just hit the rock bottom... there’s no beyond, isn’t it?
The two years, play out in front of my eyes, like a movie on a giant screen... You watch, sometimes from outside, and at other times, may be you are one of the characters inside the celluloid. All the light, noise, conversation, smell, sound, song, colour fuse to create what we call memories. Not that one remembers all of it. More like snatches put together, to make it look like a real movie.
Snatches.
• The yellow door of my room at d-hostel. The corridor.
• Room No- 834. Roomies.
• Room No- 833. Pseudo Roomies.
• Prahlad, beginning to warm up at 12 in the night.
• The door of Room no. 306 closing... Shit, I’m gonna miss my attendance.
• Statistics lecture- what is that?
• The ‘lifecycle stages’ class.
• Someone stole the library register?
• Sitting for the Economics FCQ, wondering why life is so unfair.
• Sitting at Legends with friends, drinking Old Monk, thinking, may be life is not so unfair!
• WAQ submissions.
• Is there a fire in the building?- no placement season is on!
• Is there a carnival on campus? – Well, sort of, it’s called NEEV!
• The e-mail ‘The French FCQ has been cancelled’.
• The singing in the bus on the way to the city.
• The definition of qualitative research.
• Chai, Vadapao, and smokes at Shivaji.
• Is it time for our evening tea yet?
Snatches.
Sounds.
• ‘Hello Hello... yes yes... Good evening everyone’.
• In the corridor ‘Papa topper hai!’.
• ‘Is batch ke G mein D nahi hai!’.
• Friends talking.
• The alarm clock going off at 6 in the morning- sound of the impending FCQ.
• ‘Operations and marketing batch to apply for this job’.
• ‘Tonight’s gonna be a good night’- batch party.
• Friends talking.
• ‘mujhko ranaji maaf karna’ -Legends.
• The bat hitting the ball, the crowd erupting into joyous cheer- Symbi-olympics.
• ‘Last Kiss’- ‘90% on the rocks’ on stage.
• ‘Sutta na mila’- Milaap.
• Random songs on mobile phone at the water cooler- stoned.
• Friends Talking.
• Late night arguments with the long distance counterpart.
• Very late night conversations with campus counterpart.
• ‘Did you see the two of them together taking late night walks?’- Gossip.
• Friends talking.
Sounds.
But coming back. When you have been to your farewell party, then you have just hit the rock bottom... there’s no beyond, isn’t it?
Well, I disagree. Farewell parties are just a way of saying, that it has been an absolute pleasure- these last two years, and I’ll carry these memories forever. Carry these sights and sounds and will remember all of you. For the good reasons. It’s just a way of saying- Good Bye and Good luck, till the next time we meet....
