aliya..

I took out my mobile and typed, "aliya.. whr u?? i'm in kadu.."
Sent it to everyone in my gang.. And dis is d chat tht happened aftrwards..

Jaison - I'm in class patti.. Why the heck did u cut class?
Me - Oh.. oru mood illa.. I cant sit in his class without fallin asleep..
Ponni - da.. i'm comin.. wait.. i'm near post office..
Jaison - Ivide padippichu thallukaya.. wht u gonna do thr??
Me - Ponni's comin.. Gonna play cricket..
Jaison - Ponni's in lab manda..
Me - He got out early.. othrs comin too.. :P
Jaison - dey.. think he's endin class now.. come n get attendance..
Me - I'm thr in one minute..

All this wud hav made more sense if it had happened atleast two months before, not today afternoon..
Atleast if,
Jaison waasnt in pala,
Ponni wasnt in Bengalaru,
and I wasnt sittin in the cafeteria in my office in Gurgaon..

I know me sending that message made as much sense as counting stars. But, like counting stars, I did it because its something which inspires me. I didnt know what to expect as replies. But when these came in, there was pure emotional bliss inside me. Eyes swelling up (even right now), being at a loss of words, knowing it was something special, something great. Would have been even better if it had even a faint chance of happening in the future.

But I dont say that everyone replied the same. Some said, "is there a forest in gurgaon?". Some talked about their new jobs. Some said "Good one :D"

It wasnt a joke, it wasnt a statement.. It was a call to the past. But alas, past is something man doesnt know how to bring back to life..
All these simply means that there will be no more waking up at 7.45 to catch the college bus at 8, no more general choriyal before 9, no more boring lectures, no more cutting class and going to panjarakadu, no more smsing to friends who were in class, no more meaningless talks, no more cricket in front of LH, no more crowding around people who brought lunch from home at 12.15, no more walks to lakshmi's to find it full at 12.30, no more discussions on whether to have lunch or not in front of chechi kada, no more drives to ICH at 12.45 for further lunch, no more tryin to get in class at 1.15, no more waiting for it to be 4, no more lab records to write, no more procedures to study, no more assignments to write (actually, copy ;) ), no more waiting around at kadu till the last gal has gone into LH (we were the unofficial guards of LH; counted the number of ladies going in each day), no more night meets at zam zam, no more friends, no more college life, no more CET.