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The End Semester
The end semester had begun now. I couldn’t believe that we were at the peak of our engineering days. I really couldn’t believe that these days would pass so easily. We (Gabru gang) had decided that we would make the most of it. We hardly had 4 subjects to study. We never paid attention to any of the lecturers. Naina was busy chatting as usual with her guy. We preferred not to disturb her. We made 2 groups, one of Pari and Dia, while the other group was having me, Khushi and Hemangi. We used to play Dumb Charades. It was definitely great fun. The lecturers would be fed up by the noise and nuisance that created chaos at times. So they used to ask us to leave the class and sit in the lab. We were always more than happy and delighted to go out and enjoyed thoroughly sitting in the lab. The lab assistants also used to get fed up of us. They used to warn us to keep quite. Though being one of the most sincere students, I enjoyed this phase thoroughly. Sooner the other two gossip girls Dharti and Vanshi along with the heroine of the class Khushbu also accompanied us in the madness. In the on-going class, we had fun. Loads and unlimited fun. It couldn’t get better. There was hardly or rarely any lecture where we didn’t have fun. We talked, laughed and giggled a lot.
We had to submit our final project in a few weeks time. As I told earlier, I had very little knowledge and interest in making websites. Hemangi was the one who excelled in all the technical stuff. She had a sound knowledge about it. That stuff really made her feels more superior. She got an attitude that she knew better than others. She used to never distribute the work evenly. She started throwing tantrums and made us realize that we did not perform any work. It was disgusting at times. She started bitching about me to Khushi, which I learnt later on. Khushi’s training had begun in full fledge, so she too got busy with her training stuff after the college. She too wasn’t able to contribute to the project. Whatever little knowledge and understanding I had, I used it. But slowly and gradually, bitter feeling began to creep in Hemangi. She was no more the sweet, simple and innocent Hemangi whom I met in the first semester. She was devastated when she learnt that Khushi had got the job and Hemangi was still in search for a good one. Her egoistic nature and selfish attitude was eating her. Doing somewhat work, she felt as she was the queen of the world. She became more volatile. I was slowly drifting away from her now. This made me closer to Khushi. We got to know each other more. We started chatting for hours on WhatsApp. We got to know that we resided on the same emotional level if it was to be measured with a parameter. She was basically a very good human.
Finally, I was thankful to god that at last a friendship was able to blossom between us (I and Khushi). On the other hand, Pari too got a job in some good marketing firm. She didn’t want to join any IT firm. Naina made up her mind to pursue masters in Computers and was preparing accordingly. So finally all had made up their minds to pursue their dreams. But there was always an exception. Dia was still dilemma. She would come up with new ideas and new plans.
Last few months turned out to be the most hectic one. Project submissions, assignments, term works and the entire work load piled up together, thrashing our small brains. But we knew this would be the last time that we would be running for completing the assignments from others files, asking for pens, staplers, papers, filling up all the important details and getting it signed from the lecturers. Each and every moment seemed to be so special to each one of us.
The college had planned for an industrial visit in the last month, just before the term ended. Khushi didn’t want to come. She hated all the boys out there. Some of them were definitely pathetic but there were a few good ones too. I said “come on, this is the last time that we all will be riding together. These moments are very memorable and cherish able too. You are coming and I don’t wish to hear any other word”. She was reluctant but she later on agreed. We went to Adani port. It was a journey of 6 hours. During those 6 hours in the bus, we played a lot. The bus was full of life. We played, shouted and smiled together. That feeling of togetherness cannot be expressed through words. The visit was not as much important as the time we all spent together. We all tried to live those moments. We actually knew that may tomorrow, each and every individual would disperse to a different place but what would stay with us throughout life is those magnificent memories.
In that very month we had many parties. Girl’s party, theme party, group parties, class parties. Every individual wished good luck and career to each other. Individuals who never talked with each other in those 4 years too interacted with one another. Mostly boys apologized for their mischievous behaviour and forwarded the hands of friendship. Lot of guys turned up to us and specially said sorry for calling us “Gabru” in the midst of the class. Every act was done on a positive note. We got photos clicked together, dinned and danced madly, trying to relive all beautiful moments. Just before the final submissions, we celebrated the Big Day of any final year student’s life- Signature Day. Everyone was asked to wear or bring a white shirt from home. It was a special moment because one comes to know about other people’s opinion about you. I too crazily started rotating my T-shirt everywhere. I was delighted that people wrote good things about me. Like Aisha-the great orator, Aisha- the genius and very intelligent. We all got photos clicked wearing those t-shirts.
That very evening, we had our farewell party. All the girls decided to wear saree except the Gabru gang girls. We weren’t comfortable with the thought of wearing saree. So we decided to wear salwaar kameez. The farewell party was awesome blossom. We enjoyed it the most; the function, the food, the ambience and the colourful night. But my eyes were searching for someone. I was constantly looking for him (Armaan) but couldn’t find him. I think he gave it a miss. Moreover after learning he already had a girlfriend, shattered me within. But my innermost desire was never to possess him. What made me happy was just his sweet smile and shy looks. I wish he turned up. But my fate was not that good. Final exams dates were announced; the final external vivas and submissions were about to take place after the exams got over. There were only few handful days left to live my life completely. I was eagerly waiting for those days to come.
To Be Continued..
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