The day has finally arrived and is all set to wear the sheets and cuddle in dark corners of the calender! My final final exam of the final semester of my final year is finally over! April 06, 2009! The day when I wrote the last Literature paper of my life! But did I actually write the last paper? I don't think so!! My mind refuses to believe that my theory papers are over!! That murky feeling as soon as we come out of the exam hall was not as much and as serious as the past five semesters!
This is not only my tearjerker! This is the state of all those people whom I call My Friends! In some way
, these exams have added another feather to the caps of night-oil burners like us! The golden feather of the exquisite power of Self-control, self-belief and all other SELVES.. that Freud, Jung, Pavlov, Taylor, Newstromm taught us all through three years of understanding ourselves! While some of us were "unsually relaxed" some others were "highly anxious" about the tormentors that visit at the year-end-- EXAMS! But most of us qualified to be in the middle area which I would call the unusually-relaxed -at-night and highly-anxious-hour-before exam! I can recollect all the words that I murmured while studying, but I cannot recollect the number of movies watched, the serials that I critiqued and the food on shows that i smacked my lips for! and the cakes that I baked! There was some strange bug in me.. actually most of us... as we texted and re-texted each other to first ask about what the other was doing.. later texted and frantically re-texted asking "how much have you finished, dear?"!
However did the days go, we can only lament upon not having spent the time we planned to! Crying about the "swift" time that we "dezire"d to come back if we had the power of "re-winding of our lives that was like a fully wound doll"! I cannot just erase these days off the innermost memory membranes ever! It has taught me to have an escalated level of confidence, efficacy on myself. Not to forget, the belief on my hearing powers in class amidst the fervid mute UNO championships that were our under-the-table transactions of cards!
Thinking back... I feel the speed of time!
It was exactly one month back, that I was traversing the whole city in all directions to get that perfect shot for my Photojournalism Assignment. At the end of which, I was so satisfied with my hard work that I wished it be recognised and credited by my photos ... "Fate is predetermined", said a writer whose nonsensical novella drilled our heads. And so true was his saying, if not the spirit of his novella! The photos were called poor! bad! and satisfactory and the photographer, who was regarded as one of the picked students of class for photo shoots, was awarded with ignominious marks! So much so that she had to churn and re-churn her tiny brain, as big as her friend's mousse-cup, with the theories,models, critiques, research and techniques of Development communication to develop her overall marks!
Now all this would
be just by-gones! The ultimate fun of my college life. The most memorable moments of my college life would be reduced to hapless memories that I would guard in an album in my mental gallery! It all started with the game of UNO and we have decided to not put an end to this Tradition of Playing Uno.. just like every Bahu takes the blessings of her in-laws before entering the house, we take blessing s of the cards that bind us to each other, tying the knots of our friendship tighter and stronger...from playing Uno, to playing Lock and Key, Chinese knot, Chain cut, Red Letter and all the innumerable games that we played (courtesy: Sirchi Mirchi), we killed some, we identified some, we made sets of our favorite dream-boys and dream-actors and then we celebrated it with our spirit of oneness by having a choosofying competition of the grape ice-candies that marked yet another feat of the foo-foo clan!
Now that I am talking about all this... I am reminding myself that these italicized words that support me build this post are actually support-words of the "only English" paper that we have! It sends me back from the transcendental world of bliss and happiness where from my heart of darkness refuses to come out to the harsh reality of life that "College life is impermanent" The more I talk about it, the more it would want to run back hopping, skipping, cheating with advantage cards of life to get back every minute that I spent with my friends - chatting, playing, making fun of oneself others and everybody, the birthday-conference calls, continuously laughing; making others laugh and feel happy seeing them all, those late night notes-transfer via sms!, the early morning mugging up, acting as teachers, students who listen to Appy and Mirchi Ma'm Gyaan Guru giving snippets that make our answers more than the lecturer's notes.....
AAAARGH!!! I can go on and on and on..... Is there no way I can get Wells' Time Machine and just turn back the time to July 03, 2006?!!! Is there no way that I can make unreal real and impermanent permanent? Is there any?
This is not only my tearjerker! This is the state of all those people whom I call My Friends! In some way
, these exams have added another feather to the caps of night-oil burners like us! The golden feather of the exquisite power of Self-control, self-belief and all other SELVES.. that Freud, Jung, Pavlov, Taylor, Newstromm taught us all through three years of understanding ourselves! While some of us were "unsually relaxed" some others were "highly anxious" about the tormentors that visit at the year-end-- EXAMS! But most of us qualified to be in the middle area which I would call the unusually-relaxed -at-night and highly-anxious-hour-before exam! I can recollect all the words that I murmured while studying, but I cannot recollect the number of movies watched, the serials that I critiqued and the food on shows that i smacked my lips for! and the cakes that I baked! There was some strange bug in me.. actually most of us... as we texted and re-texted each other to first ask about what the other was doing.. later texted and frantically re-texted asking "how much have you finished, dear?"!However did the days go, we can only lament upon not having spent the time we planned to! Crying about the "swift" time that we "dezire"d to come back if we had the power of "re-winding of our lives that was like a fully wound doll"! I cannot just erase these days off the innermost memory membranes ever! It has taught me to have an escalated level of confidence, efficacy on myself. Not to forget, the belief on my hearing powers in class amidst the fervid mute UNO championships that were our under-the-table transactions of cards!
Thinking back... I feel the speed of time!
It was exactly one month back, that I was traversing the whole city in all directions to get that perfect shot for my Photojournalism Assignment. At the end of which, I was so satisfied with my hard work that I wished it be recognised and credited by my photos ... "Fate is predetermined", said a writer whose nonsensical novella drilled our heads. And so true was his saying, if not the spirit of his novella! The photos were called poor! bad! and satisfactory and the photographer, who was regarded as one of the picked students of class for photo shoots, was awarded with ignominious marks! So much so that she had to churn and re-churn her tiny brain, as big as her friend's mousse-cup, with the theories,models, critiques, research and techniques of Development communication to develop her overall marks!Now all this would
be just by-gones! The ultimate fun of my college life. The most memorable moments of my college life would be reduced to hapless memories that I would guard in an album in my mental gallery! It all started with the game of UNO and we have decided to not put an end to this Tradition of Playing Uno.. just like every Bahu takes the blessings of her in-laws before entering the house, we take blessing s of the cards that bind us to each other, tying the knots of our friendship tighter and stronger...from playing Uno, to playing Lock and Key, Chinese knot, Chain cut, Red Letter and all the innumerable games that we played (courtesy: Sirchi Mirchi), we killed some, we identified some, we made sets of our favorite dream-boys and dream-actors and then we celebrated it with our spirit of oneness by having a choosofying competition of the grape ice-candies that marked yet another feat of the foo-foo clan!Now that I am talking about all this... I am reminding myself that these italicized words that support me build this post are actually support-words of the "only English" paper that we have! It sends me back from the transcendental world of bliss and happiness where from my heart of darkness refuses to come out to the harsh reality of life that "College life is impermanent" The more I talk about it, the more it would want to run back hopping, skipping, cheating with advantage cards of life to get back every minute that I spent with my friends - chatting, playing, making fun of oneself others and everybody, the birthday-conference calls, continuously laughing; making others laugh and feel happy seeing them all, those late night notes-transfer via sms!, the early morning mugging up, acting as teachers, students who listen to Appy and Mirchi Ma'm Gyaan Guru giving snippets that make our answers more than the lecturer's notes.....
AAAARGH!!! I can go on and on and on..... Is there no way I can get Wells' Time Machine and just turn back the time to July 03, 2006?!!! Is there no way that I can make unreal real and impermanent permanent? Is there any?
