ILP... 13th FEB.. The Friday.. Last Day..

THE LAST DAY OF ILP.. GREAT TIME IT HAD BEEN.. GOLDEN MEMORIES GIFTED BY TCS TO ME..

never wanted this day to come.. as who likes to get away from friends.. but..days dont go as u alwz wish.. this morning when i woke up.. i felt i ws already teary.. and when saw in mirror.. dried streaks of tears were all over my face.. as if i've cried whole night while i slept. my heart was heavy.. cudnt say a word.. and as i saw everyone getting ready for the last day.. i cud sense they were feeling sad too.. the best time of life was now on the verge of end.. sukkhi and rohit ( my cllg juniors ) came to meet me early in the morning... we chatted for a while.. being closest to me.. i cud see they were feeling bad as that was my last day in bhubaneshwar wid them. any how we got ready.. and had some pics outside the historical appolo villa...

then when reached koel campus.. the environment was different.. everyone busy to capture the moments under their lenses.. people divided in groups.. talking to each other as if they are never going to see them ever again.. this was obvious..

but i wasnt able to talk to anyone.. i stared hard at everyone's eyes.. but cudnt say a single word.. people shedding tears.. taking photographs.. contact no.s email ids.. employee no... actually flowing in the waves of emotions that originated from their hearts.. was leading nowhere.. but just to the end of ILP.

the people from jabalpur were having a round table conference.. like each one representing the view for other person.. even appolo villa people started doing that.. and it was fun.. saurabh imitating sharukh's moves.. animesh doing "haule haule" and "tujhmein rabb dikhta hai".. me doing a thanks giving.. once again.. without slangs ;).. some how we tried to pass away the day.. which was growing heavier second by second.. i dont even remember hw much coffee i had that day.. i was talking to a few people whom i really knew wont b able to talk anymore so easily.. i tried to put an end on shiv's "sach bol".. an end on richa's "ye to hudd ho gayii".. end on kudus "abe senti.." and end on my heart's push to cry on such memories..

the last session.. people were awarded for scoring gud in 1st phase.. ( of course i wasnt in there.. ).. and then.. it actually happened.. tearful eyes.. shaking of hands.. hugs .. painful smiles.. "best wishes" and "take care" with "be in touch" messages.. personally made my feet heavy and hrd to move.. i dint wanted to stay there any longer.. i just had a rhy smile on my face.. and before i broke out in tears i preferred to leave from there..

i thanked my LC sudha for being such a wonderful guide.. my project mates.. and those people whom i wud never b able to forget. best times in life are very hard to close..

reached home.. packed bags... and left appolo villa when almost no one was there.. manoj n kundu.. saw me off.. sukkhi rohit swati tapas n many more juniors came to see me off.. i wanted to meet everyone.. but cudnt.. i cant wave sign off with tears in my eyes.. neither in theirs..

and as the kundu was continuing on his strings.. with the most beautiful tune i left the appolo villa for ever..

something happened to me that made this day one of the worst ones in my life..

Friday the 13th.. i hate that day..