Thursday, April 21, 2011

Farewell Jamia

It's been almost nine months (enough time for a non living being to transform into a living being), and I can still feel the buzz, the clapping created that day. The scent of a blend of multiple perfumes on different human bodies is still fresh in my senses. I said good bye that day and literally it's been good till date.

I owe you, my Alma-mater. I owe to that juncture which transformed me from a boy to a man. May be I am out of that place, but my soul still roams there. Somewhere outside the physics labs, the canteen, the architecture building, placement office or may be in the spirit of hundreds of exuberant engineers...