The countdown has started and there are just 6 days more to go…before all of us disperse to enter the next phase of life,, which is gonna be highly professional… The only solution everyone of us have found is to cut on our sleep, to spend maximum time with each other…as its not possible to cut on study timings rite now.
Its hard to accept,,,,, the family we had for four years,…sharing every lil' joy and sorrow… bickering on minuscule matters….and then going to each others room and asking “ARE YOU ANNOYED WITH ME??” (sounds very kiddish now) will continue no more in the west hostel…..nothing will be of this sort after 6 days…
No more dance parties together…no more 12 O’clock b’day parties….No more playing pranks with hostel inmates…(The hostel bhoot party!!)…no more asking stuff from noresponse.com in the mess…
Thanks to the technology which made possible for a man to capture every moment in his life and then able to view it on the idiot box….And we have been making full use of it from last 6 months….Having photo sessions…making videos…and lot more….but how long will this continue…after all its not possible to capture four years of fun in just 6 months…
Thinking all this leaves, jus a small smile on the face and lot of tears in eyes….
MISS U All’
Sunday
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you cried when you came to this place four years ago. now you are leaving and once again i see tears in your eyes. what can one say....this is the way of life.
very rite...gal...!! when v came to this place v tuk time to accept d place and each other...and then ppl who already were residing said, "you crying now? you will also cry when u ll leave this place" and that time they sounded insane to me...but now i am understanding the meaning of their words. :)
they say "blood is thicker than water"...but after staying with our family in hostel ....I think this maxim has been disproved....it hurts to think this is all thats left of four glorious years...still Id like to think it doesnt end here! :) love u gal...for putting across what I couldnt even think of writing because of sheer numbness at the very thought of it
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