Where has the time gone??

Yea,yea..i know,a clichéd topic to write on...but well then there is something special in being in final year,final sem...Be it the final year of pre school,or school or graduation college or maybe a PG college..There's something quite eniticing about the fact that now we are proud owners of the traditions and stuff...the land is ours to rule,our word,the law..atleast for the freshers..

Living in hostel,its seriously like we've made friends for life..living together in the small spaces,eating an amazingly non appetizing spread of food,we all have been through the thick and thin together,knowing all about each others vices and virtues..knowing that you can get away with confessing your inner most secrets to your group..

Its very nostalgic knowing that whatever comes now,is probably for the last time in the lifetime.No more failed bunks, no more first days of the sem, no more celebrating the wildly anticipated and rejoiced days of our life.No more messy birthday celebrations at midnight, no more dancing out with joy for anyones accomplishment and , no more looking at the mess food and heaving a sigh of resignation. The much treasured moments, a kaleidescope of emotions is what this is all about...

Scrounging job treats amidst the frenzy of classes and aspirations, yelling and thumping people's back for getting the coveted job, feeling happy and sad and compassionate, all at the same time..if that was the hurricane churning penultimate semester, it doesnt require much of an imagination to envision this sem..The sem told and retold about by each and every senior who passed out..The most awaited,most anticipated and the most acclaimed, final sem.

The emotions are still never far behind..they are always contagious...At once, you are jumping out for joy for your friend,for securing that most coveted call, showering all the accolades..and yet, you feel terrible for the friends who missed out...its the point in time, when realization dawns as to how precarious our very own situation is. The realization that this ledge at edge of  the precipice is what saved us..Like a pack of cards, one blow from caving in..Its hope, for us and for them, that makes us stand up, shake it off and forge ahead..This is life and this what college and friends taught us.

They say time is a great healer..so this sem, is the test for time..and a test for us, to march right ahead and to prove our worth..And its the company of great friends which eases the test..drawing upon each others strength,sharing happiness and sorrow, and of course all the treats...Because in friendship, no one is left behind..A shoulder is lent, a hand is held and the journey goes on..

Dedicated to all my friends,wishing luck..and to the final semester,in all its glory...
here's to fun'n frolic all the way..
:) :)