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A century of Silence...

While looking through my college life photos, I realize how important college memories are to me. For a third person, those photos may be a simple snapshot of an instant. But for me those days were really awesome. Always hanging out with my friends... bunking class...rushing towards the project instructor to extend the date of report submission..."Friday special" discussions...going for a coffee break during class hour...cool strikes...treats and chat sessions in canteen... celebrations...I really miss those days. I still remember my first day in college. The whole year was felt to me as an era of "ragging". It was in fact a wonderful experience for me to get ragged by the seniors and super seniors. It was them who later become my close buddies. Though I approached them with timorous voice, I really loved them all. My best moments during the first year was with them rather than with my classmates. 

 Then the Third semester... It was somewhat boring to me. Many unknown students and faculties. But the things changed soon after our college tour during the Sixth semester. Ha...college tour. It was the most memorable day where we all got more close to each other and cherished each moment together. This year was the most special in my life. It was really...really a great year of friendship. Words can't express how great was the friendship bond. I became more close to many new friends with whom I enjoyed a lot. They didn't made me a room potato. There was an unconditional love between all of us. Though we were stressed with many academic work during the final year, finally over time we started enjoying it to the maximum. Everything was just prodigious in the final year.


Then came the days of placements. Many of my friends get placed in some reputed companies. Some choose to do PG and some others planned to clear all their supplies. It was a time to prepare for the life to be on the right track. Though we all were rushing to the exam hall during the final university exam we were aware of the upcoming unbearable silence without all the celebrations. I still remember the last day. It was raining outside and we all were in the mesmerizing realities that we all had during those whole 4 years. That was the time to depart. Every shake hand has many unspoken words. But there were no tears and all on that day. We all left in a usual way. But, after a couple of free days, the cognizance of the end of college life started hitting on the heart.

By introspecting each and every moment, I realised that every little oddballs were what made the college life exemplary. The complaints...the arguments I had with my classmates and teachers...the classes I bunked...all changed to sweet feelings. Now, the absence of all those days is acting as a silence making an awareness that those moments can't be reproduced. Though we all have entered into a corporate life those memories have not yet slipped through fingers.                 

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