Can’t help remembering these stuff. It’s been more than 1 year since I left college. I still miss it although most of my pals are staying nearby.

The ramp said, “This is the place where you rested your head on a girl’s lap and the head of the department (HOD) came and took away your identity card.”

The seminar room said, “Don’t you remember the last series exam of your college life? You brought an alarm and fired it 15 minutes after the exam started. Later the alarm was confiscated by the professor. Did you get it back?”

The college bus said, “Ha ha ha, I still remember you sitting on the seat next to the door. I know the reason. She usually get inside the bus through that door and you wanted to help her by holding her bag for her no? What happened to that crush?”

The canteen said, “Eight guys fighting for a single cutlet bought using the money from some one else. You guys still do that?”

The class room whispered, “There was a strike that day and some fight was going on outside the classroom. In order to see that you left the class whilst the professor was teaching. No one has ever done that.
Before or after”

The corridor said, “I remember you putting a 100 rupees bet for taking 100 push-ups and failed miserably at 47 itself. It took two weeks for you to get well from the body pain right?”

The concrete bench said, “Its here that you gave a red rose to a lady, which was bought by someone else, on a valentines day which she didn’t accept and apparently your crush saw that and both the things ended up in a mess.”

When I heard all these from them, a laughter erupted in my lips. It turned its way to a nostalgic smile.
And then I was thinking. In the fight for a career, for a life, I’m missing a world. A world created by such small mischievous things. In this hectic life, if I would have gotten enough time at least to remember those beautiful moments… I was still thinking…