It's so hard to say good-bye...

There has rarely been a time in my life where I have had such diverse and confusing emotions as I have today. I was so looking forward to the end of college, but yet, when I face the last day of my college life this Saturday, I don’t want it to end. I never loved my college. In fact, the balance of indifference had tilted towards a sense of disdain to the ways of its functioning. So what has been this reason for the change? Is it the attachment with teachers? May be with their quirks, but that’s not a strong enough point. Is it the activities of the college? Well, whatever I loved about those activities has ceased to exist, so that can’t be the reason. I guess it’s the people, my peers, my pals.

I have spent four years with them and during this period, they knowingly or unknowingly have become my habit. I am in awe of the intelligence of some and hate the sycophancy of others. I enjoy the humour and respect the humility of a few. In every way, each one’s idiosyncrasy and/or behaviour have/has become a part of my world. Without sharing, bitching, caring, laughing, conspiring, envisioning, learning, winning, losing, participating and cribbing with them, my days are incomplete.

The people have taught me so much. I don’t think I am a great engineer at the end of my tenure, but I do know that I am a better person. It is the kind of polishing which no teacher can give you or no exam can gauge. Perspectives of the most contrasting shades are what they have given me and it is these perspectives that have widened my frame of thought, sometimes, even altered it altogether.

This was a bunch of people who would never hesitate to tell me, “Dude, you are wrong” and who would also say “Man, go for it!!” both with equal forthrightness. We have debated over petty issues, but always in the healthiest spirit. I doubt the walls of diplomacy will ever lower to such a level again, as they had in this last year.

I can go on and on about them and what they mean to me, but of all the feelings, I can now identify the most overpowering one. Their presence may have mattered, but their absence surely will. It is a matter of great pride to have been in their company. To my friends I will say:

Thank you and farewell, though I hope it is not a farewell in the truest sense. I would rather say see you later than wish good bye. (I cannot believe my eyes are moist for losers like you!!)