Hi…this is that time of my life(nothing new…happens with just about everyone who comes to this earth!) where I move from one world to a another…..time when I’m about to leave the hallowed halls of college and move on to what I was actually here for in the first place….yeah..no prizes for guessing this….work…career… and this is where you experience the difference….and look back on all those nights you’d stayed up studying for exams..and hoped (lesser mortals like me did…yes!!!) that the the exam room will blow up…or the papers would catch fire…or there’ll be an earthquake…..and ..most simply put..the exam will get cancelled! And now you wish you these days weren’t getting over so soon…and maybe you could spend a little more time faffing with friends…and those awesome teachers (only some of them…mind you...I believe there’s a kans mama like sir….or a bindu like ma’am everywhere!) who actually treated you like kids…..a little more time in the canteen…..guffawing about the new “beings” in college….a little more fun in the fests….a little walk with a dear friend into those rarely visited places(yeah…my college has lots of tracks and paths….u can really explore)…..talking about sweet nothings and not-so-sweet things……just a little more of so many things you know you’ll probably never find time for later in life…yes…its not going to be the same….its going to be different….a lot more different…but then, different ain’t always a bad thing……everyday is a new time in life…holding out new beginnings….new possibilities…new achievements….and you just have to go on….not look back so much perhaps….but carry these beautiful memories, nevertheless, into those new days….and maybe you’ll have the good old days back…momentarily…but back anyways….and maybe they’ll bring a smile on that face…and moisten those eyes as well……..what say,huh????
Phool, hava, khushboo pavan mein;
Rishte aur naate aangan mein,
Sab chalte hain…..sang chalte hain
Phir kuch saathi kho jaate hain
Gum kahin who ho jaate hain
Jeevan phir bhi chalta hai
Thoda hai…thode ki zaroorat hai…
Zindagi, phir bhi yahan..khoobsurat hai!
Phool, hava, khushboo pavan mein;
Rishte aur naate aangan mein,
Sab chalte hain…..sang chalte hain
Phir kuch saathi kho jaate hain
Gum kahin who ho jaate hain
Jeevan phir bhi chalta hai
Thoda hai…thode ki zaroorat hai…
Zindagi, phir bhi yahan..khoobsurat hai!
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i know u've always been a great thinker n writer of our times....
Keep it up buddy....