Writing poems for the last couple of months, I was wondering when I would write my next post which would not be a lyrical composition that would not rhyme with each ending line. I was wondering what I would write about as days have come to an end. Should I write about how each one of us would be feeling knowing that we will be going away in different directions after staying together for 4 long years… sharing whatever we want and whatever we like (or don’t like). Would it be appropriate that I would tell about what life at institutes means to all of us?
A void filled me up just as I gave my last exam paper. Everyone felt elated around me knowing the torture of giving exams were over. Mugging up, walking in the corridor of the hostels with someone’s notes and smoke of the cigarettes filling up the rooms and walkway were the normal things during exam time. Well, the one aspect that stands out is the NIGHT OUT thing!!!
Being a normal activity, I hadn’t experienced it my life or rather in these 4 years. Almost seeing everyone waking up the whole night before the exam and trying to remember 40-50 pages of notes, I fathomed how they could manage to write after being awake the whole night. Trying many times to make a night out was one of the hardest things to do for me.
But, but, but…
It happened!!! My first night out and would u believe it…the day on which everything ended, the day on which we were now alumnis. And the thing that helped me in achieving this were the 52 cards. This was also the rarest of rare occasions that I was playing cards. Being a novice also didn’t help me a lot but still I insisted on playing. Minutes ticked by and then hours and suddenly, my stomach told me that it was hungry. Now where would I get something to eat and that too, at 4 in the morning? Luckily the night canteen was still open and 5 of us ate MAGGI.
