As five fantabulous years of my college life is coming to a close, suddenly all the beautiful moments that happened from the day I set foot on the campus are rushing into my mind. Looking back at the freshers we were , all have grown up at mental, physical and emotional levels. I remember the first time I came to visit my college and how much I adored the beautiful garden and the pond inside the building.
Once the classes began, it did not take much of a time for everyone to become thick close. The hostel was like a home away from home. Hostel life taught us how to take care of ourselves without dad and mom around. Initial days were ruled by the fear of being ragged by our seniors which made us stay away from walking alone. From then to now, the five years passed so quickly….
The wonderful friends I made here, all the laughter and fun we had together, playing pranks on each other, those lovely cum terrible birthday parties, , watching ghost movies at midnight , one single home packed lunch box and a hundred hands to finish it off, late night hostel games and never waking up on lazy Sunday mornings, those nerve wrecking days when I had to take seminars and my best friend would silently mouth my sentences sitting amidst the audience, those fun hours in the lab and the one time when me and my friend accidently broke a petridish and ran away stealthily , pestering that one friend who accidently scored high marks in the exam , whiling away the time gossiping and listening to my best friend grumble about her boyfriend. Thanks to those brainy ones who helped us in studies and did all the assignments while the rest of the class copied theirs. Our super- duper college tour where we enjoyed to the maximum, the castles in the air we made together,singing and dancing to our favourite songs, dressing up and clicking funny and stylish group photos on College Day and awaiting to upload it on facebook . Listening to those plethora of advice from professors to become all the more better in studies. The most beautiful books I got to read from the rarest collection in our library. Those post-lunch classes where everyone mastered the art of sleeping with open eyes. The stage shows we aired at our college and the hilarious practice sessions .
Not to forget our beloved professors who are the best anyone could get but most importantly very humble and always with a smile on their faces.
As I sit in my library and write this down, I closed my eyes to take myself all through these five years… A drop of tear unintentionally rolled down from my eyes…
A bundle of beautiful moments to treasure!The scent of these memories would remain afresh in my mind forever…..Ahh…..Dear College Days…Miss u Soon!!