From Boys to Men..Almost Engineers..

From Boys to Men..Almost Engineers..

Scientists investigate that which already is, Engineers create that which has never been…and  I feel memories aint out of this either..atleast for me as an engineer, they are the only thing which can prove it right..

I can still visualise those last days at school- our very own duo of Chand-Mund as witnesses of the disastrous physics practical..and thereon to the one of my admission here in Engineering, after the ‘Councelling Extravaganza’ J..Four years have passed in a flash, and its hard to sink in that those moments have become history now..though they became so just when they passed..but, like THIS, forever..yeah college life has ended..and so have some incomparable experiences..i know we didn’t enjoy literally every moment of it; nor did all we came across became close friends..few who became had to part mid-way...and not so strangely, few of the acquaintances remained so till the very end of it.. For the sufferers of the devil course, there might have been few really forgettable moments (as professional failures carry personal problems too)…but, Still each one of us possesses a handful of good memories at the end of these 4 years..to make us smile when we think of it.. make our eyes shine brighter for an instance..and which, you show it or not friend, DO make the parting a bit tougher..

Bade utavle the yahaan se jaane ko 
Zindagi ka agla padaav paane ko ..

I am too normal a human being to avoid or overcome emotions (to the extent that my friends blame and claim me of living in the past)..probably that tells why amidst all the tension and hoopla during the final semester exams- the only time when an engineer is so damn serious to be the proud owner of those “super 30”..i had my own mixed bag of feelings, sort of sidelining those exam fears..though the “fever” was there, the temperatures inside were soaring despite the stormy rain on the night of the last paper..the heart was beating faster too..but not because I was at the verge of defeating a ‘death defying course’..for me it was because of these last times a group of lads n lasses was going to share their anxieties and excitements...iske baad zindagi imtehaan legi aur important bataane wala bhi koi nahin hoga..A few days break and  then Welcome to the School of Life!!

Rukhsat hote hain tumse lo sambhalo ye saaz,

Chhedo naye taraane ki mere naghmon ko neend aati hai…

Friends, who definitely owe a mention (I mean a lot more than just a mention) were everything here. Bunking classes was more into schedule than attending them and taking part in extra-curricular and out-of-curriculum activities formed the major part of the day..they were the foundations to this mansion of  laughter, luck(for exams) and melodrama(before and after the exams)..

Kaun kahega saale tere joke pe hansi nahin aai 
Kaun peeche se bula ke kahega..Arre aage dekh bhai ..

I will not miss these days, I will not miss those undeclared “lunch time” conversations (which were mostly nonsense and stretched till the end of that ‘working’ day), I will not miss those hangouts, those movies…and I will not miss those people..as they live IN ME and my moments for this time..and will do so probably till the end of it..Trying to give it a better end, I will take help from these lines…

As we go on, we remember all the times we had together..
And as our lives change, Come whatever..
We will still be Friends Forever…..