The Last days AGIAN!

Back in 2007, I recruited from the West Hall after a stay of 2 years. It was a tough moment to leave the 97 # room. I remember clearly, when there were only 2 or 3 of us left in the end, after every one had left. And, when it was my turn, inevitably I felt cold drops of tear on my cheeks that made their path down to my neck. I could not stop it, and nor did I bothered to do so. There ran a shiver in my body when it was time to say good-by to friendly service men. (Even today in Gricewold I miss them).

Then it was over, I didn’t understand it whether it was attachment to West Hall that made me feel sad on leaving it, or was there a feeling of regret. Or it was just a ritual or copy of what I had experienced at Shah Karim hostel genuinely back in 2005. But, there was something.

Then after the year 2007, I was a nomad. I waved 5 goodbyes in 1 & haif year and they were all as simple as changing a cloth. No hard or soft feelings and no tears. By now I started to think that I have become mature to curb any such feelings at time of partition.

But, here I am, in the midst of yet another climax. I got entry in Gricewold for 6 months and got a ticket to live life to its fullest within the campus. Far from the awe and wows of the outer world, and more importantly with my best friends, Bahawal & Rizwan. I am 3 days away from the final farewell and 1 of my friends, Bahawal, has already left. People have started departing and I am yet to go through it, through the same eternal feeling, amalgamation of happiness & sadness, flashback of all the glorious moments, snapshots of all the little quarrels, and the bruising of my heart…

Yet another Farewell…

But, now I think, the ‘final farewell’ will make one complete, leaving the hearts of others bruised.

huh..... just wanted to tell i am back. from a very deep sleep. i had started to see dreams in my sleep, but now i found that its better to see dreams while awake.

Yes I Remeber it

Once upon a time….I appeared in my mid-term of Fall-08 semester. When I was done with my mid-term, which by the way was the worst experience I had seen after my 1st year annual exams, something was going on in my mind. In fact, it seemed as if I was forgetting something important. I kept thinking about it for a week or so, and then nothing happened, I couldn’t sort out what was missing.

We had our vacations (Eid, Christmas) of 25 days; I was too involved in preparation of my task as I was going to participate in the First SAARC Simulation Exercise in Karachi. Also, I went to Islamabad for making my passport. Anyways, these along with the bad feelings for my mid-term were the activities that made me think less on the task I had forgotten. (I thank God for providing me such opportunities and off course great friends who cheered up me at the time I was feeling bad)

Finally, I was back after my long vacation, with the mystery unsolved. But guess what, it was today that I remembered I had a commitment with my self. A commitment that I will work very hard, I will never feel down, I will utilize my strengths and try to overcome my weaknesses (which my friend also tells me) and that I will make my Blog a Beauty. Yes I have remembered it now …..