Monday, January 8

Just another ..of.. SAHARA

Well to add on.. I remember.. during the last days of college.. when one by one.. people were heading home to start there life...All of us used to hear stories..about crying on the stations..on the bus stands.. when boarding the rickshaw ... It was like an era coming to an end.. and sure it did...and I used to wonder when we will go.. it will be the same...How will it feel ?? I used to think thats how we all will end up also..with tears in our eyes..
But on the D-Day.. when the first batch of us left...8 June 04... me, anu and mehandi...As we were boarding our ride back home..I clearly remember ..we were all laughing .. we were all smiling.. the very usual we.. in front of our house... to as far as .. I even remember.. when I said... " Who's gonna miss u guys.. I am just thinking... that I am gonna miss Agra" and with a burst of laughter .. I was in the sumo...
It was not that we didn't care.. I guess it was just that .. we knew.. it was not the end.. and that it didn't change anything.. anything at all...so there was no need to be sad about... and that we all wished eachother and ourselves.. a new beginning with cheerful faces...It was a New Beginning...with out an End to previous one...

In Life, there is never never a Happy Ending...!! If it is Happiness.. it has not ended..!!

PS : Its not that we didn't cry, we all cried, it was just that.. Some of us had cried after we left, Some of us before... Some cried with all.. Some cried alone..