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I walked with my friend across the campus......... towards my class... my final year BCA class. The hour hand at the watch said ... it was ten minutes past 5.... and there was not even a single trace of any life in the college........ except for we two.... me and my best pals ...........
Another ten steps.. and there was our class with the doors shut... !!! we were on the 1st floor... and the sun shines in the valley with its orange rays was creating a magical scene. Had a wish that the time stops at that very moment... but it never happens... the seconds hand ticked heavily..... and we opened the doors of the class for one last time...................
Wished i cud ask my teacher..."May i come in.... " and wanted to hear her shout.... "You late again... no attendance..." but there was no one there... just empty desks.. and we two... looking at the walls.... and the desks.. all empty... with quotes we wrote ... and the raised platform .. where the torture classes were held... and the last benches.. where we had fun.... laughed .... kicked out.... hiding from the teachers... pleading for attendance............ million memories rolled like a movie into our minds... and there was complete silence for a moment.. and we smiled ... laughed!!!!!
Walked like heroine from the medieval times.... jumped over the benches... had a look at the bench .. where the so called babes of our class used to sit.... hehehe... drifted to our place... ... sat there..... side seats... didn't feel like the last day .... don't remember how we met .... how we came to such a stage... feels like i know my friends from ages... feel like as if i was born in this college..... feel like i was always here...
The entire class was still there alive.... the last benchers sleeping.......... the gals chatting amongst themselves........... the teacher in her own world...... Mamoni sitting besides me .... cribbing about something .... Antra sitting on first bench taking down notes.... and Nidhi Agarwal smiling at the babes..... and we laughing about something of the other..... me occasionally scribbling something on my notepad............ making some sketches.. or bullshit poetry ............
Ahh.. Varsha asking me to look outside... for some babes from bio-tech ... standing there....... and i without even a word...looked outside.. it was an unsaid communication.... but today there wasn't anybody ............. just the deserted corridor.......... and i cud see the BCA Department at the end... no one there..................
looked back..... but there was Angel Diya in his dream world.... not scribbling anything in his notebook... not laughing this time.... not saying anything this time........... just sitting there.. and Neha Sharma taking class.... there was Priya Kumari Singh... and there was me .....
"roll number 33.......... "
"roll number 33............ Juhita.... Are u sleeping? ........ "
"OK fine............. roll number 34"
"....................... hey .. present ma'm............ "
no attendance for you................."
No attendance.... the class has ended... and my friends... chatting and laughing .... going for a chat... aur samossa...... and we sat there ..... sat there all alone ......... closed our eyes, for the entire world outside the walls of the campus was calling us..............
Wanted to attend one last lecture........ but this time there was no one to take that last lecture..............and there was that door... open... and we wished all the time .. to run away .... to bunk.. but this time it wasn't..... one last time.... one last time............ attended the class.... with no one.. just we two... Me & my pals