Having made an entry into the new year, the passed year has given a lot of delight. Moving into the final year of studies I find myself recalling all those beautiful days to cherish . The usually scolded canteen, the most regretful college suddenly assume importance waving their hands to us, reminding that we just have a few more days left to scold them.
I still remember entering the college on the first day with fright of ragging . Long enjoyment sessions with friends, all the beleaguering we caused and faced, long lecture sessions to some and vice versa are all kiboshed with a jerk in the final year with students managing their busy schedules. Everything assumes a beauty to itself regarding college. All the flattering we tried to put on lecturers, all the chits we rotated during exams, all the betraying we did with labs... everything seems beautiful.
The most important point is you are forced to behave as an adult with responsibilities being constantly reminded when your mind still clings to puerility. Already with a wink of an eye half the final year passed filling lots of sorrows just to push ourself to a new world of maturity
Thursday, January 11, 2007
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