Kgp & you

In IIT Kharagpur after nearly a year and a half...its been the longest that I have been away from this place since i first came here...and that is why perhaps i can feel all the emotions gushing in...the smell of the air..the peace...the carefree innocence...confusion...the fervor...the calm...

You know once you have spent 4 years of your life at a place...especially the most beautiful ones...it takes a part of you...a vacuum that can never be filled again..everything seems to be in place here...the departments...the main building...hostels...the attitudes..the clothes...the lingo...except for the one thing that has changed...the people...

You know something that had been troubling me for quite sometime was the fact that how come whenever i thought about us ...very rarely does a happy moment cross my mind...but now that i am here in kgp..the place where it all started...everywhere i could see a part of me that was once so madly in love with you...where life started and ended with you and through out you were an integral part of my life at kgp...

You know we humans have a tendency of remembering only our immediate needs, environment and people...and we try our best to move on and forget....and we learn to adapt or else we won't survive....and i have myself been running away...it has been tough but not impossible to do so amidst the work, the people, the chatter and the chaos...its only in the utter silence can we see that facade being torn apart and we hear the inner voices...those that are uncontrolled & pure...

You know some things can never change no matter how hard we try....yes we can choose to forget...Kgp and you were the best things that ever happened to me is a fact and no one can ever change that...I could deny this everywhere but not here...this is the sacred place where lie buried feelings, emotions, events that cannot be relived...there'll be substitutes....as friends..as enemies...as lovers...but not for the times spent here...

You know its like a requiem...a solitary one at that...I cry for the times never to be had again...its like when you are at the burning ghats everything in the world seems to meaningless & once out of it..the conundrum & the noise suppresses everything...I'll be leaving Kgp soon and that is what is going to happen...All these memories would be stored in an urn kept at some deep corner of my heart...to be opened only here & nowhere else.... no other canvas could bring out the true wonderful colors of the past...