A Tribute to all my near ‘n’ dear ones @ SASTRA !!!
I’m not a poet. Never have I attempted to be one. This is not an attempt to be one either. But never knew a means to share what I feel... Other than ‘WORDS’ !
As I walk through these deserted corridors
I find an inherent emptiness..
In my heart...
Everytime I go home, even for a few days
There used to be happiness n joy
I tell almost everyone around
And it pisses them off to the core...
Today I’m leaving back home forever
But I find the happiness missing...
For it’s at the cost of moving away from my dearest friends!
How many days would I have cribbed about this place...
But it is the same place which has transformed me into what I am today!
How many times would I have badmouthed the ‘mess’ food
But it is the mess hall where I have had life changing conversations!
How much would I have talked ill about the hostels...
But it is the same hostels that I do not want to leave now!
I will be missing it all!
The ‘Chota’ Canteen that gets crowded
Even before the stroke of the 11.10 bell
Guys ‘obviously’ waiting to catch a glimpse of at least one good looking girl!
And the girls ‘secretly’ trying to peek at ‘their’ guy!
Missions impossible... Never forgettable!!
Ice creams that could burn... A hole in your pocket!
Gold Cups that sell hotter than Pepsi & Coke!
Gtalk – the only free channel of communication!
Classes... Free hours... Exams... Results...
The cycle continued for 3 years!
Acquaintances, friends, dear friends, best friends...
Tiffs, Squabbles, Cold wars, Fights, Reunions...
Festivals added colour to our lives...
Fests added flavour to it!
The foundation was getting laid
For the ‘Friends Forever’ tag!
Its time to get a job they said...
And everyone sat with those aptitude books!
There came a final semester, nevertheless different!
Lesser classes, more time spent with friends...
A streak of placements happening with
Loads of companies coming and going by
And thats when everyone started to know...
How much a friend could inspire you to do!!!
The early morning talks over breakfast...
The messages that fly across benches and buildings in the afternoon!
The never ending saga of ‘treats’ in the evening...
And the long late night walks on the sands!
To remove it all in a flash from my life...
Gives a crushing pain!
I’m not a person who cries...
But it certainly pains when a layer of skin is peeled off!!
The first ‘Bye’ wasn’t that difficult...
It went off before I could realise we would never be back together at this place..
The further ones were becoming heavier...
Do not know what the final ones got in store for me!
I decided to leave on the last day from this place!
So that it would give me time to meet all people I wanted to...
And I can travel with the dearest of my friends...
Now I feel how stupid a decision I have taken...
To exchange byes every day, with somebody so close to heart
Is one of the worst things that you can imagine of doing!!
5th July 2006 is like yesterday...
And tomorrow seems empty!
‘Friends’ should have been a longer word...
For the amount of meaning it stores in it!
How fast these four years have been!!
And how much have I learnt from it!!!
As I wish to write a few more lines...
A drop of tear slides down my cheek!
It is that moment when I realise...
I am completely INSTITUTIONALISED!!!
Love you people!
You made my college life memorable!
Will be missing you all...
Do stay in touch!
Ever loving
R Ganesh
