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* One last time* It was the last day in college. Emotions were at an all-time high. The moment which we dreaded the most had arrived. The fear of not seeing each other again for a very long time or maybe forever was looming large. It was the time to say a final goodbye to everyone. Selfies, handshakes and high fives were the order of the day. Besties simply hugged. Some were leaving the country in a few days and some were about to get married. A few had to look at their crushes for one last time. Surprisingly the back benchers were the ones thanking the teachers. In the midst of all this chaos I saw her. She was fighting tears, all alone. I imagined myself standing next to her. But the place was already taken.I was there right in front of her and as always she never noticed. She didn’t have to. She was boarding the college bus. My heart longed for her to turn around and look at me just for one moment, just one. If she would turn, the cold winds would stop. But then, you know what happens, unlike in movies, in our real world. The bus left leaving some smoke which engulfed me in her dreams. Yes, memories and dreams were all I was left with.Well, this was the day to let go of people, to let go of places and maybe even memories. I took a stroll around the serene campus looking at our classrooms where we had those petty fights, where we mocked our friends & where we had teased our teachers. The walls knew our deepest secrets. It felt like the doors were whispering my name, asking me to come and join them for one last time.I too whispered back to them. For one last time we all vowed to each other that we will meet at least once in a year and deep inside we knew how little this was possible. . ~Waseem Ahmad via The Anonymous Writer
Posted on: Sat, 25 Oct 2014 06:21:05 +0000

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