Happy Days....

Well..... Final year of college life..... Happy days will never return..... nor will the past..... I am not a very good student..... I bunk my classes..... I bunk my college..... but in the few days I went..... there are so many memories..... so many feelings.....

I remember me walking for the first time into my beautiful campus..... with dad beside me..... and excitement about joining the college i so badly longed for..... Proud for being an engineering student..... and not to forget the fear about seniors on the very first day itself.....

And I choose IT..... and my class gals were a bunch of crackers..... all set to rock the college..... One need not ask for IT gals..... where ever lies the noise..... where ever lies the excitement..... where ever lies the laughter..... there exist the IT gals..... bursting with full of energy.....

Birthday parties..... birthday gifts..... Assignments..... Internals..... labs..... lecturers..... and loads of excitement..... nothing that can be forgotten.....

And ofcourse our seniors..... Ragging which I so badly feared the first day somewhat turned out to be something of fun for us..... We liked our senior boys..... and we feared our senior gals.....

Fast paced went the Freasher's Party..... and then the exams..... No one noticed when the year started or when it ended..... nothing seemed to move faster than time.....

And now..... We are seniors..... Seniors..... no longer juniors..... Freedom as well as bonds..... Freedom from seniors and bonds from lecturers..... Warning about not talking to the juniors..... and chances that we never loose to catch hold of juniors..... All passed by.....

Oh..... I forgot.....

We had gatherings at our residences..... and those were the best times..... the whole crowd assembling in our tiny bedrooms(you see the group was not a small one.....)..... pulling each other's legs..... and having the time of our life..... Somehow there never seemed to be an end to our blahblah..... One topic after other..... we blah blahed till the clock warned us that its time to leave..... and we needed to depart to our homes.....

Second year passed by..... and third year..... a bit matured..... everybody started thinking about the career..... all set to work..... busy planning careers..... busy checking the options that lay ahead..... time passed by..... every moment preserved..... and there was the industrial tour..... which I missed..... This I will regret for ever.....

Final year..... Many placed in reputed companies..... and many planning for higher education..... Today..... there is nothing i can say..... There is nothing thats going to return..... These years seemed to have moved very fast.....

We had things to laugh about and sorrows to share..... time passed by..... time passed by..... the last few months of college life lay ahead..... Well..... Afraid this will move on too..... and sometimes I wonder what lay ahead of us.....

Well.....

I always knew that recalling the moments when I cried will make me laugh..... but I never knew that recalling the moments when I laughed will make me cry.....

Today..... I dont know if I am happy or sad..... If I am laughing or crying..... If I am prepared or unprepared..... for what lay ahead in life..... waiting for me to join in.....

All I can say is..... Make the most of the remaining few months..... and all the best for anything you do in the future.....

I will miss you all.....

The Life Begins Revisited......

Eyes clear with innocence..... and the childish ignorance..... can be clearly seen in the child..... Yet..... most predominantly visible..... is the happiness about being in a heavenly place which doesnot exist elsewhere..... is the happiness about being in a divinely place to which we can never return again.....

It had a charm on me..... I was captivated..... I was experiencing bliss..... I forgot my surroundings and lost myself in the beauty of the feotus..... I could see the beauty and happiness that are so profoundly found in it..... I forgot myself...... A foetus..... a child who had not yet opened his eyes could bewitch me..... I wonder what magic he has..... I didnot know the reason..... Nor did I want to know the reason..... Hey..... Its better if you dont try to find it either....."The beauty of nature can be enjoyed only when unquestioned...."

There's more to this..... Do you know what is more beautiful than this beauty??? Its the spark of happiness that can be seen in the eyes of the lady who is carrying him..... Now..... What can I tell about the love she has for him..... No words are ever sufficient to express her love or her happiness.....

She inspite of knowing much too well the adversities she may have to face..... she inspite of knowing that the child's birth might bring death to her..... she inspite of knowing that she has to endure unbearable pain..... doesnot pray for herself..... she only prays for her child to be happy and healthy..... What else can explain the mother's love more than this wish of her..... How true are the words that God created Mom because he couldnot be everywhere.....

Love you Mom..... Love you a lot.....

P.S: I tried my best to express my feelings in English...... but words never seem to come to my mind..... Well..... this may not be very similar to my first article..... but the essence is the same.....