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“ The only person worthy of your love is not one who overstayed in the relationship without a single change, but one, who appeared like an angel, and used a single day to make a million change. ” 
― Michael Bassey Johnson

We humans cannot survive alone. We are social beings who need constant buzzing of other humans around us. We need our friends or family for consolation in grief, for support in distress, for expressing ourselves and for just been there. I am not a person who got  much of the self expressing gene in me. I prefer to grieve alone or to sort out my problems by myself. But on some days of life, we just need the assurance that someone is actually there for us. Someone is looking after us. And that’s when friends and family comes in picture.

Student life for us is a total carefree life. Nothing can wrong for us then. Life looks so possible and full of hopes. And it was no different for me and my friends too. But one morning I woke up to an inbox full of messages and lots of missed calls saying that one of my best friends met with an accident and didn’t survive it. He was living in another city and was just back home for a week. It was only the previous day I spend time with him and the next day I woke up to hear his demise. That was one moment when even tears failed to acknowledge their presence. The moment when you feel so awake yet felt dreaming. That day itself his family arranged for his final rituals, and I have never seen something like that before. Losing a person is sad, but when that person is very young, it’s just terrible.

The next day, I left for class, even when I didn’t had the energy or mind. But been at home and engulfing in grief was more than I could handle. So escaping into the cheerfulness of campus was the only way. I went early that day, because I needed that time to compose myself before my gang came and start consoling me. But when I reached, saw the least expected person. He was one person who never reached class before the lecture starts. And here he was now, an hour before the college time. He was sitting at his usual place as if waiting for me, to assure me of his friendship and companionship. That moment I realized, I may have lost one friend to the past, but there are still some more beautiful friends around me to ensure my happiness and smiles.  And for a long time, wherever I went he was somewhere around the scene, maybe to make sure I was fine.  Also should add, that was the only day he reached class before me in all the four years of our college life. 

We both have our differences and fights, and we still show our attitude to each other for days. We are miles away and it’s been almost two years since we last saw each other. But it’s just a matter of a message or a miss call, and there ends our ego and we both know that no matter what, we are there for each other.  When there are friends and dear ones with us to hold our hands, or just to stand beside us during our not so good days, that itself gives us enough confidence to move on. And that’s the fragrance of friendship and strength of togetherness.

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M day of the Challenge!

Today it's "Memories".

College for me was supposed to be KJo’s sets. The same masti, romance and studio classrooms like in SRK movies. But first day in college made me realize KJo is a film maker and SRK is an actor and there college is a set and here it’s real life, and not a romantic lyceum. College was nothing less than school, esp. in professional colleges, added with a bit more of freedom and tons of syllabuses and more amount of stress which we choose to neglect.

“Engineering is just not a course but a life divided into eight, named as semesters.” – Semester 8(Short film)

I too agree with this. In those 4 years we happen to come across almost every problem, solutions, and emotions. Happy, sad, surprise, astonishment, anger, friendship, lust, love, trust, hope, jealousy, stress, excitement, disgust, anticipation, fear, pride, courage, respect, confusion… you name it, you have felt it in those years.

Here every soul under a roof was a family. Problem of one is a common problem. Everyone was just a call away, despite at any hour of the day or night. Visibly and invisibly someone will be there at your side. When starting the first semester, the eighth one seemed so far away. Four years, sounded like a long drag. But it went like a whirlwind.

When stepping into the college premises for the first time my initial thought was, “How I’m gonna survive in this place?”

But…

The unfamiliarity during first few days. The addition of a bunch of people that matches your stupidity and insanity to your friends list. Ragged by seniors and ragging the juniors. Roll numbers. Attendance. The rush to reach the class before the first bell. The sleepy seven hours of lectures. Waking up at insane hours just to talk or wake up each other. The fun seeking gene in you who gets out of control when with friends. The irresistible hunger when near to cafeteria. The carving for canteen biryani’s on Fridays. A single coffee shared among 2-3. Girls/Boys moments. The triples ride. The not so secret crush on lecturers. The home works and assignments copied as if running a marathon. Movies. Treats. Surprise tests and close book assignments postponed or changed to open assignments. Last crush & first serious love. Half day leaves. Never ending records. Forward messages. Sardar jokes. Mass bunking. Group suspension. Weekend fever. Monday blues. Conference calls. Library dues. Lab hours which turned out to be fun hours. Gossips about the break-up & patch up of couples. The hastiness in uploading photos in FB. The sneaky chits during lectures. The impatience for tour days. Getting a best friend. The combine study series where everything except studies takes place. Exam stress.  Early mornings in college on exam days. Results. Holidays. Surprise birthday celebrations. Marriages of friend’s siblings where we dominate the guest list. The preps for college fests. Basketball tournaments and cheers voiced across the court. Nail biting seminar days. Sleepless project preps. First job. Countless bundles of photostats. Fights and make ups. Falling in and out of love. The walk to the gate along with the whole gang after college hours. The silent tears during last days. Autographs. Farewell. Reunion. Phone calls. FB chats. Once in a blue moon meet ups. It goes on… Like thousand picture perfect moments.

Life goes on. Likewise, some bonds are never broken. They may seem to lose their strength as years pass, but till the end a thread will remain to keep both the ends hooked.

“I've learned one thing, and that's to quit worrying about stupid things. You have four years to be irresponsible here, relax. Work is for people with jobs. You'll never remember class time, but you'll remember the time you wasted hanging out with your friends. So stay out late. Go out with your friends on a Tuesday when you have a paper due on Wednesday. Spend money you don't have. Drink 'til sunrise. The work never ends, but college does...” ― Tom Petty

P.S. Stay happy!

God Blez.