Bye till we meet again.......................

Another 'good bye' time.....the rush of so called fare wells,slam books n all.Those long four years r gonna end here.I don't remember me being sentimental in any of such times....10th ,12th......no,nowhere..........Always i have been optimistic about meeting my friends again .But its entirely different this time.....I might be the laziest girl who reluctantly attended as less classes as possible(Oh,that s how i made into the condonation list).I talked to my class mates very less.Barely hung around with them .Still i feel like i'm gonna miss them so badly in the coming days.

Just can't think about leaving KBLH.It was our Empire.All those 'dance till you drop ' nights,the howling during the power cuts,filmsy fights with seniors,posters,cats,Onam feast,nine o'clock rounds of matron........the list goes on.

What if i come back as a visitor,one day?Oh ,some body occupying my space in 401!Better i won't go back for a long time.May be time will change envies to nostalgia.
I will be looking forward to the boxy image of M.E.S.College Of Engg.Kuttippuram on the top of hill to appear in to sight as i passby ,some day.
Any way ,friends bye till we meet again............................................

A lunch break thought from lab.

It has been a dream come true.My college.Upon the hill behind the quiet flow of Nila.So close to all those places M.T.showed me in his novels.And the college itself was compared to Tajmahal.

Oh.....is this all dreams are made for.To be awaken to the truth.God might had laughed while i weaved those dreams ..."stupid u won't step down to Nila till the end of your college life.U 'll look at her through your window n wonder how could she be this fast and furious in her depths.Many of your fellows 'll drown in Nila..You will simply step into restaurants and talk about Tandoori Rotti and Butter Chicken with ur big mouthed friends.You 'll run home at the mere sight of weekends to your own Koottalida.Still this is why day dreams are there"

Now its almost time to leave here,Thrikkanapuram as it is never known.It is always known as Kuttippuram.There is a slight disappointment i havn't been to those beautiful villages yet,Thrithala,Koodallur,Kumbidi....Oh...but why ,
tomorrow i'll go to Jayasree's home.Excitement lurks.I'll talk about it once i come back.Let me rush to the mess hall now.