MY LAST GOOD BYE

The pain of leaving hurt me straight in the centre of my heart!

How hard it is to leave when you are emotionally attached with a place. when you have shared most joyful moments there. when that become your life... 

i call TIME a brutal wizard that takes away ones happy moments but the fairy of life rescue those moments and save them in the castle of ones mind in the form of Memories.

Last four twinkling years of my college life will always bring smile on my face. i am never going to forget the (masti=joy) and fun i had with my friends. i started college as a medical  student (that's different point that i really hated medical). i had a group of ten sweet friends. laughing was our whole time job. i remember how we all used to sit on the stairs beside our classrooms and laugh madly on little things and rush towards class as we saw teacher clumsily coming towards us. life really became hectic with every passing day that we didn't even get time to Canteen and over fill our filled stomach. the scary moment was when we often use to bunk the bio class and hide in the shady trees and had our lunch. i remember my friend saying my proxy in chemistry class when i used to go in library to read novels. in lab period we used to mix different acids waiting for a explosion to occur but to our utmost disappointment it never did happen. F.Sc ended very quickly and all my friends went in different medical institutes or medical subjects in same college and it all ended here with some smiles and tears. 

                  Now my new journey started with arts subjects. i always wanted to study English literature. i remember how horribly i got scared when i had to give my literature test. not because of test, because of the teacher taking the test. it still makes me laugh. there i met my first sweet heart friend, same as nervous as me. now slowly we started getting used to the routine. i met 2 new girls which are are now my really precious friends. we enjoyed a lot together more then i had in FSc. i remember the the psychology class when i used to sit on the last bench with my friends and sleep comfortably. and some times listening to the lecture like there's no one in the world who can listen better than me although i could not understand a single word. i loved taking my language class not because i loved the subject . but because i loved my ma'm who left the college later . literature class was fun always. sometimes in group studying in literature class we used to discuss a lot about  how to win  0 x game when teacher thought we are studying. sometimes we took literature class in  the ground in cold days when whole body used to get freezes like an ice and mind froze before the body did. eating ice creams in cold days and the sour chat and spicy french fries when suffering with sore throat had its own pleasure. the great time was going to different debates competitions taking hugs and best wishes from friends and teachers.  the best thing was  we three friends were the sash holders and had authority. as it is said that POWER CORRUPTS we were not corrupted but having authority has its own pleasure anyway. Well it all ended when open day was announced as it was the end of our college life. we had a lot of fun on that day. clicked pictures took autographs eat 'muddy' samosas and finally it was time to leave. huh! i took last look at my college. trying to memorize everything, the shady trees , big grounds, grand auditorium, old classrooms , my teachers and all the beautiful moments i spent here with my friends. those little fights, the maddening laughter, the bets, the funny incidents and sharing stuff together. but the tears in my eyes made the image blur . i wiped away the tears and hugged my friends tightly for a moment and stepped further waving MY LAST GOOD BYE to my beloved college.

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