26th Feb. My BMM batch farewell party. All of us wearing
the graduation robes, clicking photos, singing, dancing and being merry. We
didn’t realize when the time came to bid farewell to the course. Final
examinations happened. For the first time ever, the joy one feels on the last
day of the exams, wasn’t quite there. In everyone’s mind all it was going
was now no more exams. It was a feeling of
have-to-let-go-even-if-you-
Post that moment, everyone got busy with their own stuff.
Some started their professional life right from the next day, some covered up
with their 3 years of lost sleep, some enrolled in another course, some
travelled and some, like me, just didn’t do anything. Days were just passing by. And
one fine morning we come to know the results are out. The morning just goes
haywire. So does the afternoon. And then a week later mark-sheets arrive in
college, so everyone’s on board to collect it. A goodbye then, no one knew what
beckons ahead. These moments just didn’t come again. Days turned to weeks and
then months.
And then came these two meets. Mini reunion meets. Sunday
afternoon. Had not slept the night before, but still managed to wake up and go
all the way to adjoining city (well some say it’s still part of the city, some
say it isn’t, so…) only for a game of laser tag. Not really. There was
something much more to it than just a game. To meet the ones haven’t met for
months. Along came game of bowling, few stuff here and there, with lots of
cheers and hurrahs, and then while returning had to exclaim just one line, “A day
well spent!”
Again a week full of ‘back to the reality mode’, and then an
invitation to meet and dance, as a part of one missed Birthday celebration. Am
sure, the cry of happiness to meet each other, would’ve made no sense to the
surrounding junta.
Doesn’t matter.
Again came the moment of gorging for the food as soon as the waiter keeps it on the table, the jokes and fun, the dash’s and dash’s, set to dance through the night. The minutes turn to hours and it’s way past midnight and to realize that again comes the time to say the bye’s. Everyone, but two more jugheads along with me, decide to crash at a one of us’s place. The remaining 3 souls, find our way to station for an hour or so at the airport. Some funny and then some serious talks about each one of our lives starts blooming out. And then, this time too, the time did some tampering with itself to pass soon. The time to bid farewell to each one comes close. A little more laughs and the professional life is waiting to greet. It’s a feeling as if one just woke up and it was one pleasant dream.
It wasn’t.
Doesn’t matter.
Again came the moment of gorging for the food as soon as the waiter keeps it on the table, the jokes and fun, the dash’s and dash’s, set to dance through the night. The minutes turn to hours and it’s way past midnight and to realize that again comes the time to say the bye’s. Everyone, but two more jugheads along with me, decide to crash at a one of us’s place. The remaining 3 souls, find our way to station for an hour or so at the airport. Some funny and then some serious talks about each one of our lives starts blooming out. And then, this time too, the time did some tampering with itself to pass soon. The time to bid farewell to each one comes close. A little more laughs and the professional life is waiting to greet. It’s a feeling as if one just woke up and it was one pleasant dream.
It wasn’t.
On one side there’s the happy past. On the other lies the dreadful
work-life. And then there’s a third side, that of a wonderful future.
It’s a new time,
it’s a new era,
it’s a new phase,
rather, it’s Dawn of the T-point.
it’s a new era,
it’s a new phase,
rather, it’s Dawn of the T-point.
