The addiction to blogging in me is akin to the waxing and the waning of the moon. There were long periods when the blog was spared an addition and sometimes within short spans of time a series of blog have hit the cyberspace. This is one such occasion of the latter kind.
Couple of days back yours truly was pleasantly surprised by an overseas call of an "old" pal (aside: if he happens to read this blog, the pun is intended). The day passed on quite strangely with more interactions with friends through the day. By the end of the day, there was a feeling of an undeclared friendship day celebrated specially for me.
Ruminating over the moments of undiluted happiness that yours truly shared through these conversations, the mailbox was opened to find an invitation to pen out for a souvenir for the reunion of our college. Memories of the days when we used to travel by the then fabled BTS and the walk through the serene roads to the granite faced college building just swept past without any prodding. The days used to begin with an informal gathering outside the college with the bicycles parked by students who did not wish to use the parking lot or were not regular cyclists. An appetiser in the form of exchange of notes in groups would energise the folks to enter the portals of the college to recite the prayer in unison(?) In hindsight, one wonders as to whether the students were asked to actually pray for the welfare of the faculty. More so that we too are sometimes a faculty and can feel the vibes generated by ourselves as students.
The first day at college was memorable. It happened to be a Wednesday which had classes scheduled only in the afternoon. Unaware of this, we had made a beeline to the college and were only in sync with some of our known friends from our earlier alma mater or localities. The lunch was spent on a loaf of bread and as we lined into the classroom, we were directed by a young lecturer to introduce ourselves. As fresher after fresher introduced himself or herself, the "lecturer" burst into laughter exposing his real status of being a degree student much to the chagrin of all. The reward was in the form of a "let off". It did not take much time for us to bond ourselves into friendships which have stood the test of time.
The interesting facet of our batch was that we also blooded a new faculty member and he too remains one with us till date. He also brought with him a chuckle and the inimitable "Good Day" greeting. The stairways of the college also were symbolic to indicate that though we came from streams apart, we joined only to part and re unite. This is what all of us are waiting for. Jubilee celebrations of the graduation is scheduled in August and the countdown has begun. The hard work of the core team would not be let down by the rest. Even persons who have been chosen by eternity are not going to miss the event.
As we wait for the reunion day we should reminisce the dreams we shared in childhood days of being an engine driver, a bus conductor or a cop which slowly but surely was redefined and moulded into professions which suited our aptitudes. Time has been kind to us and we will not miss this opportunity of treasuring this moment.Yes! It is time to say Ten, nine, eight ,seven, six, five, four, three, two , one - BLAST !!!