Goodbyes after 16 days?

Well, I am not one who counts how many days are remaining for something to happen. If I be honest, I am always, always uncomfortable with changes, always sad for leaving things behind or being left. Separation, parting and goodbyes aren't something I am good at. I have my little feelings re-surface. And I am someone who likes to stay mysterious ( though I know my blabbering does not do justice with it :P). Yet, I keep by innermost carvings and anguish as words of my diary. Or else, share a bit of it with everyone close. I have found it's actually more difficult to keep happiness to yourself. Sadness can actually be kept safe as poems. :)

I am leaving M.H.H. in 16 days. It's not sinking in. :/

Have you ever felt like the sea with the moon pulling you towards it and tides rising in you-making you feel uneasy? It's like that with me right now...

M.H. was not just my college. M.H.H. was not just a place to live. I have made memories here. Actually, me and  my friends have created them! And the gravity of the situation increases for I might never meet these souls again. And actually this is the saddest part of it all. .

I will miss my room. It was so much full of me. My roomie would make it feel home. After a tiring day at college or an unending day of shopping or a long stroll at Ridge or even market or anywhere around ... this was my most favourite  place. Most of the times, this semester, I would leave Priya sleeping when I go for first class and then when I am lying comfortably in my bed, she would come at 4 or 5 in the evening with a face so tired that she was catching hens who had escaped the coop. :D My next favourite was Neelu's room I guess. Sometimes, I would just enter her room before going into mine, throw my bag, make space for me in her bed and sleep or atleast lie down and talk about what happened today, how boring it was or about the heat or evening plans... anything! And these days, I am loving annoying Nikita. They look at me as a naughty little kid who plays with everything that fascinates him. And Jay's room.. oh! it's never locked.. so, is it a room? :P I sometimes enter it start talking from the door and after sometime see... There is nobody in! :P  And Sheenam .. oh! tell you, she has a policy of shouting from inside that "Come from the other door." Why? Because that was beside her bed.. I doubt had it been an open window there, she would have made us enter from there ... :P

Ah! Miranda... how will  I let you go. Every inch of this place has been engraved with memories...and they echo back whenever I look at them while passing by. Right now, I am looking at all things that fill my room with warmth.. (roomie included :P) and she is, infact we are "trying" to study for the next exam that's on 15th.. our laptops opened like a warrior's sword out of sheath.. though none of us is actually doing anything related to that exam... she found a meme of 12 years children now and how we were back then and the latest she asked was about Boomer stickers .. :D And me, I am writing this. . Well, I guess, It's still better to leave college keeping your academic record clean... for I don't like the idea of coming next year to appear and finally pass in the exam that's on 15th... 

Hopefully I Study!

Amen.

-Rashmi :)

13.05.2017