THE TICKING CLOCK
My google would not navigate this location as my home anymore.
I cannot see the beautiful moon,from the terrace at the midst of night, with my companion mr.silence.
I cannot lie in the middle of the hall and laugh at simple jokes with my friends like i am mad.
I cannot visit rumali canteen and have sweet and salt lassi whenever i wish.
I cannot read the inspiring quotes written in our noticeboard,whenever i pass-by for dinner.
I cannot be that first one to enter the mess to greet the banana distributor.
I shall not have Simma as my cot-mate to disturb my sleep all the time , arthi and jayasree to make fun of me all the time, Princy to come and have snacks at midst of midnight.These three had been with me right from the start.
Yes,it's been three years since, i stepped into this ESQ-B BLOCK. Now,it's time for me to change my location. It's not that i have completed my engineering and packing things off to home. Unfortunately , ESQ-B BLOCK has become the supposed home for SRMites. Its so sad that i am chucked out of my supposed home ,without any prior notice. Hence, Yes, Its time for me to change my house again.
From the start of my existence, Chinnasalem, is/was my home. After i completed my 12th grade , almost living in that abode for 17 years without any interruption, it was my fate that i had come to Chennai.
Then onwards, ESQ-B BLOCK too had become one of my homes.
This place, had been the witness of my happiness, sadness, loneliness , darkness , inspiration , initiation of responsibilities blah blah blah ..,
Whenever i go home to chinnasalem for my hols, my mobile would show me "You are 250 kms away from home. Click to navigate the route to home". Its funny that my mobile had recognised my hostel as my home , and not my home the exact one. Those moments, i used to get irritated to travel all the way to this place, and arrive at the early of the morning , away from home, away from family, away from heaven and happiness.
Now, when i realize that i ll have to go to the next stop to reach my new house, and not that famous stop called "SRM UNIVERSITY STOPPING" , and that i'll have to see neighbouring houses and families , instead of neighbouring roommates , I feel i've grown up.
For a girl , her house or the so called location , changes from time to time. She gets born at a place , grows at a place,studies at hectic school staying at hostel , moves again to a new hostel for her college education, finds a new house for job , gets married to a person of another house, moves to a new location again, and finally when her child grows up , she moves again to his/her home to be with them.
Her home changes from time to time. She does not have any permanent place called home. Yet, she adapts herself to wherever she goes, at any cost , no matter how much she suffers or gets hurt. She tries to be happy and make her environment happy, too. When time moves on , she gets adapted and she continues to extend her support to friends who feel difficulty in getting adapted.
I , being a girl , have seen so many living examples over the varying phases of my life. One of the Best example is My Mother . she was the first one whom i admired , for her ability to overcome all the hurdles in her life , with a determination , that made the lives of me and my sister , a courageous one.
Till this moment , i've never faced any difficulties in getting what i wish. I had all that i need, so nearby, that there was no need to wander for my neccesities. But now, i realize, I shall have to wander all by myself , from now on. MY REAL LIFE begins right from now.
This place has given so many happy memories , so many injuries , so many lesson learning nights , so many friends and enemies. This place has also become a home for me. This building contains so many emotions within it.
This is my last night at this ESQ-B BLOCK.
I had the Last breakfast,
Last lunch,
Last evening with my favorite tea,
Last bitter dinner and
Last night with my favorite terrace and moon-watch with my companion Mr.Silence.
The clock chimes now and then.
After, this night, i shall lose all my ties with this building , becoming a stranger to this location. I can just remember this place as one of my homes, whenever i pass-by. Yet, this building shall continue to be a companion for the present girls and the ones who are about to come in the future and be a source of friendship and consolation.
Its time for my exit.
Yes, the clock is ticking on.
I cannot see the beautiful moon,from the terrace at the midst of night, with my companion mr.silence.
I cannot lie in the middle of the hall and laugh at simple jokes with my friends like i am mad.
I cannot visit rumali canteen and have sweet and salt lassi whenever i wish.
I cannot read the inspiring quotes written in our noticeboard,whenever i pass-by for dinner.
I cannot be that first one to enter the mess to greet the banana distributor.
I shall not have Simma as my cot-mate to disturb my sleep all the time , arthi and jayasree to make fun of me all the time, Princy to come and have snacks at midst of midnight.These three had been with me right from the start.
Yes,it's been three years since, i stepped into this ESQ-B BLOCK. Now,it's time for me to change my location. It's not that i have completed my engineering and packing things off to home. Unfortunately , ESQ-B BLOCK has become the supposed home for SRMites. Its so sad that i am chucked out of my supposed home ,without any prior notice. Hence, Yes, Its time for me to change my house again.
From the start of my existence, Chinnasalem, is/was my home. After i completed my 12th grade , almost living in that abode for 17 years without any interruption, it was my fate that i had come to Chennai.
Then onwards, ESQ-B BLOCK too had become one of my homes.
This place, had been the witness of my happiness, sadness, loneliness , darkness , inspiration , initiation of responsibilities blah blah blah ..,
Whenever i go home to chinnasalem for my hols, my mobile would show me "You are 250 kms away from home. Click to navigate the route to home". Its funny that my mobile had recognised my hostel as my home , and not my home the exact one. Those moments, i used to get irritated to travel all the way to this place, and arrive at the early of the morning , away from home, away from family, away from heaven and happiness.
Now, when i realize that i ll have to go to the next stop to reach my new house, and not that famous stop called "SRM UNIVERSITY STOPPING" , and that i'll have to see neighbouring houses and families , instead of neighbouring roommates , I feel i've grown up.
For a girl , her house or the so called location , changes from time to time. She gets born at a place , grows at a place,studies at hectic school staying at hostel , moves again to a new hostel for her college education, finds a new house for job , gets married to a person of another house, moves to a new location again, and finally when her child grows up , she moves again to his/her home to be with them.
Her home changes from time to time. She does not have any permanent place called home. Yet, she adapts herself to wherever she goes, at any cost , no matter how much she suffers or gets hurt. She tries to be happy and make her environment happy, too. When time moves on , she gets adapted and she continues to extend her support to friends who feel difficulty in getting adapted.
I , being a girl , have seen so many living examples over the varying phases of my life. One of the Best example is My Mother . she was the first one whom i admired , for her ability to overcome all the hurdles in her life , with a determination , that made the lives of me and my sister , a courageous one.
Till this moment , i've never faced any difficulties in getting what i wish. I had all that i need, so nearby, that there was no need to wander for my neccesities. But now, i realize, I shall have to wander all by myself , from now on. MY REAL LIFE begins right from now.
This place has given so many happy memories , so many injuries , so many lesson learning nights , so many friends and enemies. This place has also become a home for me. This building contains so many emotions within it.
This is my last night at this ESQ-B BLOCK.
I had the Last breakfast,
Last lunch,
Last evening with my favorite tea,
Last bitter dinner and
Last night with my favorite terrace and moon-watch with my companion Mr.Silence.
The clock chimes now and then.
After, this night, i shall lose all my ties with this building , becoming a stranger to this location. I can just remember this place as one of my homes, whenever i pass-by. Yet, this building shall continue to be a companion for the present girls and the ones who are about to come in the future and be a source of friendship and consolation.
Its time for my exit.
Yes, the clock is ticking on.
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