It was
just 11:30 PM (IST), I was reminiscing my day which was Rukhsat 2K13
(farewell for 2013 batch students of the college) looking at the pictures that were taken,
my eyes were drooping, perhaps because I did not take nap during the day which I usually do for a while. I
shut down my laptop and went to bed, but again I was taken aback to the moments
of memories, the sleep got lost! So I was there lying on the bed like a lonely log
in the middle of forest, eyes wide open staring at the ceiling, my mind racing
with emotions and sentiments. I looked back about the college life, how it
started, how it was about to end now and which part I was going to miss a lot. I have always been impatient as to
when this will end, because I needed to do a lot like other friends who in my
eyes are doing so good and which I envy, I needed to get a decent job like them and help my
parents who has been struggling and still does and educate my siblings, but the
time seemed still and that has made me so impatient. But having been able
to wait and manage whatever came through up to now I was quite happy and satisfied.
.
College life is just the pro- beginning (not even beginning!) of
everything in life. I reminded myself the last part of director sir’s speech who said at
the opening of the function: “As a teacher, our speeches are never ended
without advice and I have only two at this moment:
1. Serve
your parents well for they are source of everything for you, what you are now
is the very product of their hardships, dreams and aspirations.
2.
Remember your institution (college) for this is where you start with everything
in life.
Best of
luck with the professional life ahead” It was
short and sweet speech by the director sir.
Then I look ahead, and all
I could see was a shallow mist, an unclear clouded path, so many boulders to cross
over, I realized the cross of one boulder only takes one before another; that
the end of one is just the beginning of another set and that I was just at the
beginning! A sudden pang of sadness crossed my mind, I felt tired and hopeless.
What if I am unable to cross over the next boulder? What if I encounter mishaps
along the way? What if I am unable to serve my parents and siblings, whom I owe
so much? I thought about life, which we spent more than half of it studying
only to start with as a new one. One thought lead to another and the
sleep seemed to be gone forever. I tried to ignore, it was hard. I tried to think about how it felt to wear our national dress in the foreign land (a proud moment though) and how friends are fancied by the unique dress of Bhutanese. I tried to stop worrying about myself with flux of these feelings which
haven’t even come yet.
“Let me first complete my college life completely with a good result, and then deal with whatever comes” I consoled myself and took
a notebook of notes written in some lecture class, read for a while until I was
able to bring back the vanished sleep.
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