It has already started biting into me, the fact that we'll be going away; away from the canteen, away from the lobby, away from the acacia forest, away from that long corridor in the main building. I'll never forget an image I have in my mind. Had to go to college on a Sunday, and by chance I was at one end of the main building corridor... and I could see straight through to the other end, nobody was walking the corridor, not even the omnipresent "couples" sitting along it. To make the experience even more visceral, the wind blew some leaves across. I suddenly felt alone, like I was in a house that had just seen a death, a loss. At that surreal moment, I truly understood what CET and its people meant to me.
[Note to Self: Just 4 precious months remain after today. This is a time like no other; never before, never after. Keep this in mind, always.]
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dude.. i found a quote on the net which i thought was really deep.... here it is..
Farewell!
For in that word - that fatal word - howe'er
We promise - hope - believe - there breathes despair.
~Lord Byron
our hearts are heavy and lips dry..
and we won't forget CET no matter how hard we try..
i know... i've changed schools 3 times... but never has the feeling come soo early... the happiness of becoming independent, the sorrow of missing those 3 o' clocks in the canteen, discussing the same gossips again and again... :( :) :( :)
yash chopra might have been there ..to make 'the wind blew some leaves across'
;)
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