we're done.

approximately many days ago, i completed university. 

that particular day i went through many emotions- satisfaction, an overwhelming desire to sleep forever, a sense of eternal freedom from thick texts and words that ended with inanely huge suffixes and perhaps even a return to normalcy.

but can we ever go back there?

to what we were before we embarked on this glorious 3-year long journey? to the state of not being confused by clashing theories, naive in the ways of the world as we were, uneducated about testing times that lay ahead of us?

would we even want to go back to that state?

perhaps this will be normal for us now.

i for one, know that i wish not to return to those times. for i would be deprived of some hilarious company, some brilliant friends who have heaved me through tough and rough times, the privilege of knowing educators like the ones we were fortunate enough to both gossip and gush about, and most importantly the life lessons that make everyday of walking through those gates worth it.

when i told a friend of mine that i was going to blog about the feelings of mine of being an unofficial graduate, he wished me good luck. for there is no possible way that we can group together 3 very intense years of our most formative period of life into a singular post to impress its sheer impact upon anyone who hasn't been through our own unique experiences.

they havent been good times, all of them.

you and i have struggled through our first and second assignments, unable to find the right words and sentences that would help lift our essay from its hopelessness to give it some modicum of respect.

you and i have spent moons in the cafeteria struggling to come to terms with our own idiocy in not spending enough time with our texts when we had the time to, instead cribbing, venting, ranting, what-have-you about how little time we have to complete our assignments and exams.

you and i have have sworn that the coming semester, we'd totally get our act together and manage our time better, yet never actually doing that.

you and i have complained bitterly about cafeteria food, overpriced drinks, parking frustrations, smelly facilities and the like.

you and i have had bitch-faced friends to deal with.

you and i have weathered heartbreak, gotten over it with the help of our friends and begun life again.

you and i have overthrown hurdle after hurdle to come back stronger, humble-r. sometimes we've been weak, but forgotten our troubles amongst hearty company and pressing deadlines.

you and i have over the past 6 semesters, continuously come day in and day out to face challenges minute and overbearing as they were.

you and i have over the past six semesters packed up our troubles to allow them to recede over a pseudo-rest period (holidays as Monash would like to call it) and come back to familiar faces and troubles.

you and i have over the past six semesters, lived, learned, and breathed, as hard as all these emotions may have been at their respective times.

look back on it and tell me that you dont feel proud of yourself.

you have done brilliantly.

you should look into the mirror and think of yourself as a success.

a success that has just graduated.

a success that took 3 years to ripen, be wise and find your footing and calling in life.

a success that will only encounter better and greater things in life.

a success.

ladies and gentlemen, we, the batch of 2008, are done.
(let us lament together the loss of an epic era)

(ps. i have a wish. in march, id like to take 2 pictures with each and everyone of you. one smiling gleefully at the chance of being able to wear graduation paraphernalia and the other exhibiting our crazy kooky side. please look for me amongst a pile of tissues, and follow the sound of indian wailing. i shall be there)