Saturday, February 25, 2006

Adieu,,

It was like any other dawn ; Birds chirping ,,,,,,,scented breeze and the first signs of the golden rays tearing away the darkness,,,,,,,,,but it was the 17th of february,,,,17th FEB 2002,,,,The day she wud be formally bidding adieu to her alma mater; her school,,her first tryst with life,,,

She was there on time , articulately dressed, her usual calm and composed self ; exchanging pleasantaries with her friends , mentors and those inanimate objects whose existence seemed so meaningful today. Snacks were served ,,,,, adresses delivered ; some with misty eyes and some with buisness-like perfection embossed with words but devoid of emotions,,,,, And it was now her turn to do the honours,,,,

Quietly , with misty eyes and some incoherent words , she thanked everyone around for the wonderful time that she had and how wud she miss it from now on,,,,Miles lay ahead of her ; the sky to reach and the world to conquer,,,,she said it all ,,,,,
But there was something which she never said,,,,,She never said how much she wud miss that one particular friend with whom she had smiled and cried her heart out,,,,,how one certain teacher silently encouraged and supported her always,,,she never said how badly she wud miss those banterings with her peers,,,,she never said that the last farewell song had touched her so much that she could never ever forget its poignancy,,,,,she never said how those childish pranks played by her can still make her smile,,,how her fantasies knew no bounds while enacting "the arms and the man",,,,,how the only spank that she ever recieved still made her cry,,,,,how much she enjoyed gossiping 'bout the "events" around,,overhearing conversations and nicknames that knew no bounds,,,, that she also respected those teachers as her parents , who called her their dear child,,,, she never said how much she wud miss those desks, benches, the scribbled comments on them,, ,,and she never said that some day when she returns back ,she would still be loving it the same,,,
But today ,,four years hence , face to face with a farewell so many times more difficult than the previous one , she can only contemplate,,,,be her calm and composed self,,thank everyone around for the wunderful time that she had , bid adieu and leave everything else unsaid for the next one,,,,,

5 comments:

aphrodite said...

well maybe it was the time constraint or jus tht u r introvert...but i agree thr always r more of the thngs unsaid thn said no matter how long we speak....n ya i too miss "the arms n man" with raina's "chocolate cream soldier" :)

Unknown said...

hey great touching piece... but I would like to point a typo...new no bounds?? u missed K....and best of luck for K

Sinjhini said...

@MODIfied
thnx for pointing it out,,and best of luck to u too for K

Abhieshek said...

very vivid, very gushy...I loved it...keep it up...

Abhieshek

Sinjhini said...

@abhisheik
Thnx