People seem to have started counting everything - the number of nights they would be sleeping in their rooms, the number of people left in the wing, department and campus, the number of working days left before they leave, the number of items left to do in their to-do list, the space left in newly bought hard disks, the items remaining in their room and all.
For the last two weeks, I have been spending more than a couple of hours daily night doing nothing but sitting, walking, chatting in GG, in the cool balmy zephyr. Most of this is to spend as much fleeting moments together. The silence and darkness there evoke an eerie assortment of nostalgia and fear. Yes, fear.
Right now, my heart is heavy, and an overweening sense of insecurity about the future creeps into my mind at times.
In retrospect it all seems so glorious that I can't imagine a better life. In hindsight, I realize life will never be as social, jovial and interactive as it has been for the last five years.
Nostalgia would be transient, but the thing that really disturbs me is utter lack of such highly rich social life I enjoyed here. Some will chase money, some a degree, and some a job. A few years hence some would marry and life would be a bitch!
I only wish I could cure my tachyphemia while I was still here (instead, the problem got aggravated!). I also wish I could play in the soccer team here. And I wish I could share things I sometimes wanted to with my friends but didn't get an apt occasion.
I hope that's not the end to the best of times my life has to witness, and that there would be even more euphoric moments and longer expansive phases my life will go through. I hope I will meet as versatile and amazing people I met here. I hope at least one of my friends reaches this blog, and gets evocative after reading this. And in the end, I hope I will meet most, if not all, of my friends again in near future with the same warmth and touch.
It's 12:45 am now, a Saturday, 15th May, 2010.
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