A Friday.

Friday was pretty much hectic. 7th sem ends. the classes. Morning to evening the schedule was jam packed. Pracs, vivas, admit card, photocopies, frnds, maggi at mech....

Gawd! am nearly begging time to stop. I dont want the college to end. ever. And its sheer desperation as i feel the days pass. Ive always felt that i dwell on my past and many a times i dont like it. But thinking bout the time of my life that i had in college... somewhere inside its just blues and butterflies... and i just want to go back... and i wouldnt regret it...

See! i dwell on my past... start talking random...

So coming back to the beautiful memorable Friday, as i walked back from college to hostel all weary and exhausted i recalled that today, the last day of sem, the second years were hosting the Freshers night. And there was this second year that i know walking back home.

He says hellos and i ask him, "why are you going back?... aaj to freshers hai, arent second years supposed to be there?"

and he replied with his sunny smile... "Sir! kuch ahchaa nahi ho rha... havan hoga... aap lekin attend jaruur karna... aapka last hai!"

Hell! that hurt somewhere. "My last freshers". I never counted that one coming...

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I still remember my freshers nite... That was like the best thing that had ever happened, back then... The Drama... the Solo song... Refreshments... Mech canteen's photo session... And the JAM...

Sounds trivial, yet everything seems so fresh and special...

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And there i was sitting in the audience... observing... May be trying to find myself in the crowd... and and... i did find myself... a lot of "myself's"... in many of the first years... in their jokes, in their careless postures, in their smiles... in their lack of that "experience"... which they would have in the four years to come. And they would experience it all... i hope they all do.... just like i did... amen!

P.S. Missed out on a lot of things that i could have written about... the trip, the dinner treat, the pup, the JAM, the alice in the wonderland, drag me to hell-Full metal jacket... but i guess somethings are better preserved in heart. Thats where they are supposed to belong. Not on stupid blogs. :)