I miss those days

Not a day goes by when I don’t feel like going back to the college life. Those two years of mba has been more of a lifetime to me. So many memories we have to remember and cherish. Everything has been captured in our minds, hearts and few gigabytes of computer space.
               
 I sleep every night knowing that I have a schedule to follow the next day, wake up in the morning, get ready, go to work, have lunch, come back, have dinner and sleep. All I hope for is some kind of magic that when I wake up tomorrow morning, I will have my friends sitting with me in the canteen and we will be engrossed in our senseless conversations as always not even realizing the time be it day or night. Those talks, some even used to result in arguments. Damn! I miss those arguments and discussions.

Even now I go to the canteen, I pay for my food, take a small table and a chair and soon I realize the nearby chairs are empty. It’s me, just me, having my meal with no one to share with, to chat with. Back in those days everyone used to jump on whatever we had, occupy all the chairs, eat and just talk and talk. I miss being in such a group.

I miss hanging out with friends. Going out in those days meant fun, making memories and living life to the maximum. I do hangout today but it is not for fun, more of a necessity. Colleagues have replaced friends. Everybody needs a change from the hectic weekday work. That’s the sole purpose of the party we have now. Back in those days, every day was like a weekend if we wanted to make it like one, now we just wait for it. Earlier we used to plan so much for the occasions, now we don’t even feel like doing the same. Those occasions have become just another day now. I miss planning such outings and events.

I can never forget the mindset just before the last exam of every semester. It was just so hard to study. Our later plans were always ready even before the exam started. As soon as the exam was over, people used to run out of the examination hall, some happy, some sad faces and the first line from most of the people used to be “So, kitne baje ki bus se nikalna hai city?”.

Waking up on the alarm clock, following the same schedule every night and day has become part and parcel of our hectic lives now. The only slight excitement we have now is on Friday, when we look forward to the weekend to relax. We don’t have a SNOOZE button for the alarm clock anymore because getting late or missing lectures in college was fun, but in office it is not acceptable.

We always wanted to grow up, didn’t we? Now we realize that tomorrow maybe be better than yesterday but it won’t surely be that happening and exciting.

This life has just started; tougher times are going to follow. In friends, we have discovered our new families. A tear falls from my eye this very moment because I remember each and every face, the people I love. Wish we could all still be together. I so want to relive those days, bring those photographs back to life again, watch the recorded videos as live performances, but I know I can’t.
That time has gone. Those days are over.