nostalgia
early morning... could hear the birds chirping outside my window. the sound was so... well the only appropriate word here seems 'natural'... that it felt relaxing... i actually stopped my work to look outside. now, i'm someone who generally keeps complaining about the location of my room (along with everything else) coz the view is well.. that of a wall of rock and mud (the side of the hill that was cut to make room for this building) seperated by the road leading to the academic block.... but i guess the reason i dont appreciate my room is coz i'm never awake (rather, it's when i'm just about going to sleep) at the time of the morning when the sunlight slowly creeps up the hill and everything is so golden and beautiful... and then the sound of the birds...
went for a walk. it was breathtakingly awesome. the fields in the distance, the warm glow of sunlight falling on the buildings in the academic block and reflecting off the freshly painted road dividers.... for all that i'm going on about it, it's perhaps only the third early morning walk i've been on since i got here 7 months ago... what a waste... though, i can't believe it's been just 7 months, feels like i've been here forever.. then again it sometimes feels like it was only yesterday that i came to campus for the first time.
i still remember every moment of the journey, the feeling i had the first time i saw the huge entrance gates, coming up the long winding road to the hostel, seeing my room for the first time, setting up my room with mum, being thoroughly confused as to how to get around the different blocks (even a week after i got here), the massive sense of relief on seeing a remotely familiar face...
looking back, it seems so ironic. faces that were familiar and comforting the day i got here are far from being the faces that are comforting today. in fact, quite the opposite. people, who in my first week here i was sure i would never like or get along with, are the same people i know i'm going to miss the most in a few weeks.
it's down to less than a month to go now for our seniors to leave campus and people are getting nostalgic and sentimental all over the place. and for once, i can actually understand what it's about. today, i can't imagine leaving this place. for over 7 months, almost my entire life has revolved around these 192 acres and the people in it. and its only been 7 months.
for the seniors, who have spent three times as much time here, it's gonna be a hell of a lot more difficult.
well thats all the nostalgia i have time for right now. have a class in 5 minutes for which i have to run up this road behind my window, up a million stairs to the classroom for a 70 minute class on organisational dynamics and design....
nah... can't get myself to complain about this place today.. i love every bit of it :o)
4 Comments:
"The irony of life is that it is lived forward, but understood backward"-Soren Kierkegaard.
:)
Really nice one!
Have been reading your blogs for quite some time now.
thanks vimal :)
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