FOR THE L, SENTI TIME :D

It is simply impossible to forget standing on the shoulders of my closest friends, who were standing on the shoulders of their closest friends, who were sitting on the shoulders of their closest friends, who were waist-deep in water, in a beach in Goa. As I shouted then, for the world to hear, I shall shout forever, from the top of any building, mountain, or human pyramid that I may climb, WE ARE THE L.

I can think of a thousand memories I have shared with you people, but these thousand will only trigger a thousand more. Hence I will steer away from that endless well of bittersweet tears. More than the actual memories, I recollect the feelings, the spirit that brought us all together. For we did not come together because we had anything in common. It would take a lifelong quest to find words to describe what brought us together; I do not have the capability to state it. All that I know is that when I’m not with you guys I say the wrong things, I feel awkward and uncomfortable, but when I am with you people, I am myself and I love it. Maybe this is a form of institutionalization, but there is no other form that can cause smiles and tears in such abundance.

I may be going overboard and trying to touch upon feelings which may not exist. But I would bid those of you who think so to wind your clocks back a couple of months to when we all cried our eyes out when we realized we were going to part ways. These words form but a millionth part of those tears.

Part of the reason for writing this tribute was jealousy. I felt, and still feel jealous of people so tremendously talented as our Sappe, who is able to give us a parting gift we will all cherish always. It is in some ways fitting that the guy who ensured we would all stay in continuous rooms is a huge part of what may be our last few days together.

When I wrote down the name Sappe the endless well gave a huge nudge and I am going to take a peep. I guess my 4 years were planned out for me right on my first night at Agate, I was given a place in C-4, which was empty then. For a guy who has slept in the same room as his parents ever since he was born, it was a scary place. And it was our Avurthala and Ravi who gave me a place to sleep. Then came football and the KKNAGS, our beginnings were frosty at best, I will never forget you asses asking me to repair the punctured ball. A few nights on Agate terrace and my introductions to the L were complete.

Till college I have never been a sentimental guy and didn’t have a single regret when my school life ended, in fact, if you had told me when I entered college that I would be crying four years later, I would have laughed myself to tears. It was on the crazy night that I learned Gun shared the same feelings.

Of the four years that I have spent, in majority with you guys, I have learnt one thing; that in life it is best to be true to yourself, and do what you do best. With this in mind I have started writing a novel which I hope to finish in two years. If I choose to follow that career path, I have all of you to thank. My family has advised me against telling anyone I am writing this, but with you guys I know only good wishes will be forthcoming. I hope you people will keep this knowledge to yourselves.

As the time comes to part ways, to all of you guys I have this to say, when the time comes to meet your destiny, remember these four years, for that was when we were all at our best. For when time flies, we do not know that we are flying along, it is when we jump from the skies and touch the earth that we realize. I’ve just touched the earth and I hope I will never forget the days I could fly, and could talk to the gods and tell them what they have missed.

Thank you

Harshavardan. K (POI)

P.S : to those I haven’t mentioned, check out line 29 words 13 and 14. :D