7 days to go...
I walked into the mess at 4.30 in the evening, right after waking up, hoping to get a bite. The food was unusually good, and I over-ate.
I walked out from the mess, wondering where to go. I found myself wandering towards the classroom block, for the first time since the placements. I walked past the PGP block, that place where I had such wonderful experiences. The Pandal was just being set up in the convocation ground, and I walked past it.
I opened the door of the library, and walked in wondering why I was there. The place was so silent, you could hear a newspaper rustling in the corner, where someone was reading it. I walked past them, and noticed that the library was almost empty.
I walked into the books section, and looked at a series of tables, all empty and beautifully set, like waiting for someone to come and sit on them. Those beautifully designed chairs, well set tables, and the wonderful lighting, it all seemed so familiar. The silence was overwhelming, and the slight buzz of the air conditioner seemed to break the silence occasionally.
I blinked.
All of a sudden, I could see the place full of students, buzzing with noise.All the chairs were either occupied, or had books on the table, an indication that some study group had gone for a cup of coffee. In one corner, three students were poring over one book, with one student trying to explain something to them very animatedly. It seemed like accounting. Beside them, in the two seater table, one student had taken off his spectacles and laid them on the table. He had another chair pulled up, and he was resting his feet on it. He had a book on his stomach, and he was dozing away. I walked towards him. A little before I could get there, six students were sitting at a table and whispering loudly, right in front of the "Maintain Silence" board. One of the students, a nerdish looking, poorly dressed guy was doodling away in his book. I looked at him intently, knowing there was something familiar about him.
It was me. In August 2004.
I smiled, and turned around. It was time to leave.
I walked out from the mess, wondering where to go. I found myself wandering towards the classroom block, for the first time since the placements. I walked past the PGP block, that place where I had such wonderful experiences. The Pandal was just being set up in the convocation ground, and I walked past it.
I opened the door of the library, and walked in wondering why I was there. The place was so silent, you could hear a newspaper rustling in the corner, where someone was reading it. I walked past them, and noticed that the library was almost empty.
I walked into the books section, and looked at a series of tables, all empty and beautifully set, like waiting for someone to come and sit on them. Those beautifully designed chairs, well set tables, and the wonderful lighting, it all seemed so familiar. The silence was overwhelming, and the slight buzz of the air conditioner seemed to break the silence occasionally.
I blinked.
All of a sudden, I could see the place full of students, buzzing with noise.All the chairs were either occupied, or had books on the table, an indication that some study group had gone for a cup of coffee. In one corner, three students were poring over one book, with one student trying to explain something to them very animatedly. It seemed like accounting. Beside them, in the two seater table, one student had taken off his spectacles and laid them on the table. He had another chair pulled up, and he was resting his feet on it. He had a book on his stomach, and he was dozing away. I walked towards him. A little before I could get there, six students were sitting at a table and whispering loudly, right in front of the "Maintain Silence" board. One of the students, a nerdish looking, poorly dressed guy was doodling away in his book. I looked at him intently, knowing there was something familiar about him.
It was me. In August 2004.
I smiled, and turned around. It was time to leave.
posted at 2:29 PM
1 Comments:
all i can say is i was thr...prob one of the students doing accounting :)
the post almost made me cry...
-"u know who"
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