Farewell

I have been staring at the blank word document for hours to write about the last five years of my life. How do you write about wonderland? I believe that Lewis wrote Alice in wonderland when he was really high. Now I don’t think I can or will be such a creative genius (if you know what I mean).

Dreams are the lives we aspire to have. My five years was a dream. I had everything a college boy could have (except on the part of girlfriends other than that I had everything). Got to study in one of the best institutions, with the brightest, most outgoing, creative, strong (of both mind and body), most shy, introverted people. We were a class of misfits, the broken pieces which fit together perfectly to create the best canvas. Now having completed the five years, looking back I am going to miss all of it.

Yea it is all over. Our “kalloori” has end. Our “happy days” are over. 

We the outliers. 

We the exceedingly prodigious. 

We the talented. 

We the good for nothings. 

 

We the favourites. 

We the underdogs.

We the unstoppable force. 

We the immovable body. 

We the everything. 

We the nothing. 

We the extremes.

We took different paths to reach here but did not come here for this. Nobody told us it was going to be like this. Not one of us thought that our past five will turn out in such a style. Do we regret it? No, not even a little bit. We learned a lot. On the first day of college someone told "Look around you, they are going to be your friends for life". Five years has gone after that day. So many memories made which are hurting us now because we cannot have it anymore.  

It all began with this..... "Enga kannu?"

Me : "Peelamedu nga" *busla namla evlo mariyathaiya kekraanga* (This can happen only in kovai)

That was the beginning. Left the place which taught me how to speak properly, that everyone should be respected, built my confidence, gave me an identity, ability to face any problems, friends for life, and engineering. It was a learning process all along. It looks like it was all a dream.

Ini chicken token vaanga mudiyathu, ‘Chappathi day’  illa..... Time pass panna vimal illa.. Saturday night free night illa... 9.30ku mela vantha fine poduvaan gra bayam illa... ini outingeh illa... group movies illa..will miss these all and more... Life will go on.. 

We had seen all the extremes of a college life. Now we are taking on a new path much different than that terrifying path that took us here. Each with a different dream, different aspirations, different motives, but we took the same path till now. We have been taught life is neither going to be a bed of roses nor a bed of thorns. But we know we will not only survive but live our life because we have been taught that. Even if our memories grow weak, our own legs fail us, our eye sights dim a phone call to a friend can set anything right.

There will be times when life will look as if like nothing good can ever happen.. Remember.. We all believed ‘Arun Sfrh’ was from San Francisco for some period of time in our first year.. We all are that dumb.. so don’t believe everything you think :D

I can’t promise I am going to be there for you always we know it will be a lie. But I can promise you I will be just a phone call away.