Memoirs Of B-11. And A Thanksgiving Speech!!!

As i wait the departure of 80 of proteges, my heart bleeds.After 2 years of learning, my children shall starting walking on their own. If you want to know the juxtaposition of pleasure and sadness ask a mother when her child, for the first time, lets go of her hand and starts walking. The mother is happy because the child is now independent and sad because the child shall seldom rarely ever cling to her again.

As the dawn of a new day in the lives of B-11 appears i see scenes in the campus i want to share.

I see people huddled together at tea, sitting in groups discussing animatedly, things which previously didn't concern them. In their eyes i see the happiness of the moment. I also see the recognition of the fact that separation beckons. The petty differences have been forgotten and the bonding is more visible now then ever before.

Raghu's turnover is increasing exponentially as most of the time away from the classes is spent eating cheese breads and omelets."Breakfast show-up rates" have been increasing.Diametrically opposite are the "Dinner Show-up rates" which have been declining as more and more of them choose to quit the splendid mess food and opt for the tasteless vaibhav chicken!!!

I see the love. I sense the fear. I feel the memories. I know the pain. I have witnesses 10 batches leaving the campus. On the day when they leave me i shall stand at the gates. I shall have tears in my eyes and a smile on my lips. I don't want my children to go away. Nor can i have them stay!!!The paradox of life dawns upon me. AGAIN...

P.S:---The day approaches when our seniors shall leave the campus. We,B-12, shall miss them. Perhaps not enough time was spent together. Perhaps not enough stories shared...But Within B-12 runs the heritage of KIAMS ,B-11 showed us. They say the world is round and "everything that goes around comes around". We wait for these maxims to come true.We pray for you to enter our lives again in different, yet definitive ways.

We thank you for the rotunda sessions. We thank you for the freshers and the "boys night". We thank you for the support and we thank you for your love.

Thank you Mr. Arijit for those amazing guitar nights. Thank you dada for the invaluable gyan. Thank you Mr. Sagar for the the practical knowledge.Thank you Mr. Vijay for your "Tashan" and "Dj-ing".Thank you Mr. Soumya for letting us know when we were going wrong.Thank you Ms. Alkama for the excellent(Hygenic!!) food-ing cultures . Thank you Ms. Alifiya for your audacity. Thank you Ms. Nishta for showing us what sophistication means. Thank you Ms. Bharti for showing us professionalism. Thank you Ms. Kshamma for teaching us elegance.Thank You Ms. Sreelekha for the unexpected holidays( :-) ) Thank you all the senior reps for having shown your junior reps the ropes. Thank you one and all for helping us imbibe "managerial-ism".

In true accord you were and will continue to be our pillars of support. We wish you the best of luck for your future and are sure the wishes are mutual.

PLEASE keep in touch.Have one hell of a life!!!

B-12

(OOh...AAhh...Let The Music Play. The Legend Will Continue and B-13 will do it louder. WE PROMISE!!!)