farewell

just returned from the farewell we gave to the four yearites. It reminded me of the farewell at school- class 12. That strange visceral feeling was back - that twang of nostagia. Although the two farewells were far from similiar in any respect - our school one was a very formal affair - with all of us dressed properly and extra care being taken for etiquette and stuff while the one at IIT was anything but formal. It was fun to see seniors tell "untold" stories about each other.

A remarkable thing was in the way I saw some of the people today. The true spirit was being an IITan stared out at you as this bunch of young guys stood there ready to cross over the relatively protected environment of the college to the "big bad world !".

I am not sure whether I was the only one who felt it, but in each person there seemed to be a new desire rekindled. Something that hadn't quite shown itself in these four years could be seen now as each of them prepared for different destinations - but with the common aim to excel. One seinor put it really blunt and beautifully well - I want to be like I was ......"yahan aake mein kaafi neeche girta jaa raha tha...i want to reach back on the top".

It is true what they say about IITans - each one of them is a winner in some sense of the word. Each has fought his own battle and each one knows that he should be at the top.

well got a lot of work to do so will continue this in another post...
bye!

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