Write a review of your life — or the life of someone close to you — as if it were a movie or a book.)
While having lunch, someone posed the question ‘Where would we be five ten years from now?’
None of us could answer, but that got me thinking.
If the Mayur of 2011 would meet the Mayur of 2015, he would neither recognize nor believe that this is what the next four years of college would hold for him.
I was shy. Unfriendly, friendless, alone and yes scared. To come to a college that resided in a society that’s way above my normal social standards! I still remember the gooseflesh I had on the very first day, I reached college at around 7.30 am for a 8 am lecture. I met my first classmate that day.
The college magazine photoshoot took place the other day. There is my class! All of us grinning, happy for this photo of our class that we would always have(I would!)
I imagined sitting in my class/lab 306 and bantering. Laughing. Writing assignments. Cursing and laughing again. And then thought about what will we do tomorrow.
And it hit me, maybe tomorrow(literal sense) we won’t be in that lab.
And I realized that day, the college is just a step away from being ‘Present’ to being ‘Past’. That ‘I am going to college’ would soon become ‘I was going to college’. The imminent end is here.
Coming to Dadar I met a senior. Passed out last year she is looking for a new job. She hates it. She misses college. She misses the routine of college.
Okay, here it goes:
If I could sum up my college experience it’s this: The people I met here. Its my parents who pushed me to come here, my brother who supported me.
The memories I shared with you all, some made digital, some forever lost in the grooves of my head.
YOU MADE ME REACH HERE!
EITHER BY SUPPORTING ME, or by enraging me.
I ate with you or most probably I ravaged your lunch.
I laughed with you. I laughed on you, you laughed on me. I teased you, you teased me back.
I sang with you, I danced with you.
I consoled you when you were down. You consoled me when I was down.
I never refused to help you when you asked, I never stopped begging for help because half the times I was helpless.
Most importantly I spoke with you. Had lengthy or transiting conversations with you. I got to know you. Glad that I got to know you.
My college is you:
EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU.
Even if I just say hi to you while walking on the stairs, I’ll remember you.
I’ll remember the one liners you spoke, I’ll remember the hi fives and the bear hugs.
I’ll remember the times I laughed so hard my stomach ached.
I’ll remember the times I got so angry on you that I wanted to just kill you.
I’ll remember the fights I had with you. I’ll remember the fights we watched happening and wished we had popcorn.
I’ll remember you.
So if a long time from now we meet, I’ll grin in recognition because you mattered.
Thank you for all the memories. Thank you for the lessons both taught wittingly and unwittingly.
I’m not good with changes, never liked goodbyes.
Maybe I’ll lose contact, but you have my email, you know me on Facebook. Contact me, I’ll reply.
I’ll be happy to.
I’ll miss this routine.
I’ll miss the familiarity.
I’ll miss you.
Thank you for the four years. I’m glad I got the experience.
While everyone keeps saying and tagging their pictures #onelasttime I would rather say #TillNextTime
Thanks For Reading
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