MEMORIES are the only things that remain unchanged when everything else changes. A walk down the dark, rusty memory lane obviously lights the chandelier of past. Memories are the funniest things in life. They make you cry, about the happy things and make you laugh about that silly things. Single moment becomes a treasured memory; needless to say I have made a castle of memory. A castle it is, not a built just like any other... it is a castle built with the bricks of friendship, care, studiousness, stupidest fun and every single thing that makes one proceed building the castle.
It started as a strange acquaintance one fine day with butterflies flying in the pit of my stomach some day in July and today we stand at the end of the road. Every good thing has an end. Time flies. Never did I realise that this end would come so soon and so hard. Since the first time we met, every other word uttered still rings in my ears crystal clear. It hurts to even think now that we will not be able to spend time again to together, where we have together spent every hour, minute, second and moment lived a larger than life... I cannot believe that we will not be meeting again. The first time we meet it seemed a like a mystery, and after so many days it amazes me to see the depths of strength, grit and how all of you have given a small place in your huge life and have become a huge part of my small life.
It was a brief period of time that we spent together but not something that we can memorialise with anything for that matter. You shunned that age old theory of being strict seniors. You accepted me on par your shoulder, heard me out, guided me, celebrated my success and stood by me during my failure. You have shown me what team work is? How things come out with flying colours when each and every one joins hands. ORBITCE 2K11 was the first technical fest that I actively participated but it was not a burden at any point, it was a something I craved to work for even after the end of the fest. It was solely because of your effort that made me want to work more; the dedication you put in was so amazing to watch. In all at the end of ORBITCE instilled a fear in me that we may lose the connect with you people. You did prove us wrong again just the way you proved us wrong about the myth of strict seniors. You continued letting me join you post the successful event, at every point in time you were there just a call away. In the hostel and in the department it was more like friends rather than a formal relationship that existed.
Time is a like a mirage that seems to be, but is never there. A realisation that I have made as the time of parting gets nearer, our relation gets stronger and harder it gets to let go of you people. At this juncture words fail me. I will fail if I do not apologise for the infinite mistake I did and the times I ended up hurting you people. For what it is worth AM SORRY.
What I have written is not even a meagre of my respect and the bond I share with you.
A chill runs through my spine at this very thought that I will never ever walk as easily into your classroom as I walk into my home. When I walk through the corridors of our department, it makes me realise that my sub conscious was also conscious and it made sure I took the flight of stairs that was closer to your class room rather than mine. There is not a day when my legs paused as I cross your class for the past week, stare at the doors that always welcomed me into the most phenomenal people in my whole life. Not a day passed without moist eyes and hidden by the fake smile because I know there is nothing more luxurious than being with some people who look out for us and it hurts to know that I will not seeing them again as the same lovely seniors.
This is to raise a toast to the smiles, love, care, friendship, inspiration, kindness, pack of cards, lunch also the treat sponsors that you have bestowed on me.
Thank you for everything.
perfect tribute to seniors i guess...more than the fest :)
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