Of Farewells and goodbyes :)

    ~For You J~

I haven’t been there ever! All I know of the place is what I have heard from you. A beautiful campus, which during most months is on the boil, (I guess that’s why they call it the Jampot) except a few roaring showers it receives once in a blue moon. But yeah fortunately for the ac’s at almost every place, it wouldn’t have been that bad. (Regardless of the fact that cool air from the AC dozed you off in seconds and transported you into a dreamland of marketing strategies, cost cutting mechanisms, company labor laws and what not ;-)) It was a place where assignments, case studies and presentations were bread butter and milk for you. Without these your day just didn’t seem complete! Holidays seemed like a remote concept made for lesser mortals (the non-B school people ;-)). Sleep is alien to most of you at least for the first three semesters, except after the campus placements season. The sense of relief (read sleep) the placements give is much greater than the urge to go to the early morning class, which would have become a forgotten trend, had it been for the regular evaluation components. Going to classes wearing formals seemed like a norm and the Father Prabhu hall no more seemed like a slaughterhouse! Entertainment there seems to be the late night parties and the much loved ****$$@@@ songs of the very famous Bodhi tree band (Wonder how they come up with new ***** songs each time? Now that’s what I called creativity ;-)). Light conversations blended with a sip of coffee and a bite of egg Maggie at the “tapris” seems to be the best vent out after a marathon session at the library or a grilling lecture! Little do I know about the place, but one thing I know for sure is that you’ll definitely miss the place. College campuses always do that to you…A charm which always appeals, the memories which never fade and a life that always beckons. Much like travels/journeys, the small phase of life you spent there, will always seem pleasant in retrospect! When you are there, you don’t realize how attached you are to the place, but when the time comes to let go off it, you hate to do so. After all it had been good-the place, the people and the bonds you made and the fact just dawned on you.

All said and done, let’s just say it was real and it’s been fun! Despite of being on the boil, (literally and metaphorically) JamPot will always stay in your heart and the memories you made will be cherished throughout your lifetime!

I have never been there, but I still feel connected to the place. I have no memories attached to the place, but the four lined address which read, D-64, GMP Hostel, C.H area (west), XLRI-Jamshedpur-831035 does strike a chord! Ah will my pen miss writing this address on the numerous envelopes or will my phone miss dialing the 7209501990 or will I miss the usual schedule in my life, the schedule that We shared since one year…After all habits die hard, but they do eventually! So let’s just say, “Change is good” and move on to a better and brighter day of life!