On my way to B.E

Exam season brings it share of jitters, excitement and what not every six months. During this exam session quite a few things escaped my attention. It was only a few days before the 26th of May that I realized that this was going to be my last exam of my engineering. It took some time for the thought to settle in, I will no more be a part of the college, no more PL's, no more bunking, no more tapris, and the list can go on. There are so many things which I have been doing in so many years, which were a part of my life, might not be the same anymore. It was a scary proposition, change is always resisted, but some changes are imminent and this was one of them. I knew I wouldn't be doing any studies immediately and now this means that my life would be going through a paradigm shift and I have to realize that, but before that I have to enjoy my last few days as an engineering student.

No pleasure is as big as sadistic pleasure, and hence I decided to implicate the same agony on my classmates. It took them a while to swallow the thought but eventually they did, we came to an agreement that these few days we have, should be memorable and that left us all with deep thought. The ideas were bound by the fact that we had an exam in a few days and after an hour of thinking we all got back to studies.

I made my way to the library and finished up a few pages of the book, that I realized how four years back I had come to this library for the first time. I managed to study a bit that day but I made a lot of friends, some of them till date have been close to me. I remember those days when I left the reading hall satisfied with the studying I had done and also remember days when I left the library with my friend to play pool and came rushing back in time before the library closed. There were times when I (unsuccessfully) tried studying in the college canteen, knowledge corridor, the juice centre and so many other places. I used to wonder why do I always try studying at these places when I know it was never going to happen, but now I know why, had it not been for those moments I wouldn't have been writing here, I have a story to tell about every moment here in this college.

It was the final evening before I see the dawn of the final day of mine as an engineering student. I was as usual studying in the reading hall. I called it a day only when the library was about to be shut down, savouring every moment of this. I lingered at the locked door for a minute, there was a message here. These were signs of the inevitable. I walked towards my bike. A black 150 cc pulsar, it was one of companions throughout this journey and I took more than two kicks to start, I guess even it had realized the importance of today. I drove along the road in front of durga cafe, I saw a lot of guys collecting money from their friends, may be one of them was asking the other one to buy him one cold coffee for today, there were guys ogling at gals, there were couples who couldn't get their eyes off each other, and today I felt like an outsider.

The morning of the exams was the usual, last minute revisions and reading, friends adding questions to the list of important ones, the invigilators making sure that nobody was writing anything on their tables, nobody was carrying any cheats, the control room distributing the answer sheets and question papers to the invigilators. I kept my bag aside and sat on the table. Well this is it, the moment has come when I would be doing something for the last time, and a journey was coming to an end. How was the paper? Well this paper is a landmark, these three hours would be etched in my mind forever, because it is special and I don't want to bind the importance of it with the way I answered my paper. It marks the end of a very special journey and I will let it be the way it is; Special