Farewell, Adieu, Sayonara, Alvida & Adios- All these words have the same meaning- Goodbye for the last time, but these are not just words, these are the emotions, these are the feelings from which no one can run away.
The most sentimental place on earth for any graduate student will be a railway station or an airport because this is the place from where you leave your college or move on to a next destination. You are all going to dip your toes into adulthood, real adulthood, and this separation is part of it. We’re not going to live five-person flat anymore where empty bottles of alcohol proudly line up the walls of the balcony and mismatched furniture sits happily together in our second family rooms- our little messy, hectic, chaotic yet beautiful room.
Some of you are going to be in my wedding. Some of you are gonna be godparents or even God grandparents of my children. Some of you will fade away from my life slowly and slowly not because you want it but because life will get in the way. Some of you, I will never see again after I walk away from this place.
But all of you have left a mark on me.
I can’t have all of you, still when all of this is over. I wish I could, but I can’t. Because never again will life be this easy, this smooth & this effortless. Never again I will be surrounded by you, my second family, my support system- I regret that I could not meet you better, I could not know you better, I could not spend time better while your doors were a few feet or a couple blocks away from my own. Gone are those days when we used to complete the work before 1 hour, sitting on chairs, talking all night, chugging coffee and feeling comforted as we prepare for our exams or type our assignments because we feel each other’s warm presence just an inch away.
We were never alone. we couldn’t have been even if we tried.
But soon we all will be heading to different directions. Soon we will be residing in some other part where we would have to adjust to the rough smack of quietness that hits us each time we walk in the door after work. It will be the first time that the silence will be horribly loud. We will work out plans to meet up for happy hours on Friday nights or even fix dates to meet in particular month. It will seem easy and fun at first. We will feel grown up and make our way through busy schedules and travelling weekends.
But as it always does, life will come in the way and these visits will become rare and rare, the meet-ups more sporadic. Our lives will be filled with new relatives, friends and family. New routines, new hangouts and whatnot will come into being. All we could do to connect will be tagging each other on various memes and FB posts to remember that we were something. These candid moments will bring a smile on face and again we will tend to meet up. Things gonna change and that’s okay. You can’t stay in the same bubble, hidden away from all the very things for which we came here to learn about. We have to move on. We have to grow up. We have to work out this friendship in new circumstances because things are always going to change.
What I will remember from this place is that it will hurt because of you. It will hurt because you brought me such joy, laugh, gags and pure happiness. You taught me lessons even you don’t know you taught me. You are part of the reason that I am a different person today than I was before four years ago when I arrived here.
If we ever come back to this place again, it won’t be the same. There will be eventually new buildings, canteens, sidewalks and food joints. But most of all there will be new energy that we won’t recognise. The place we knew before will only exist in our mind. But what remains immortal will be our moments and experiences because when it exists as a memory, a connection, an energy between you and I, it is safe from upgrades, construction, weather damage, people and anything that will try to alter it.
The four years we spent together, between us, no matter what happens, will always be here. That’s the safest home these moments could ever have. And in this moment we are infinite.