The week that was...

Theory exams end...finally...two great and one deplorable, but then they're over, and they won't come back again. No more mugging up causes for earthquakes, types of sands et al. I'm out of the cage of Fe415 bars for at least a month now. The theory exams went off exactly how they always do-mugging up numericals at 2 am, syllabus changes in the morning of the day of the exam, and suspense over which teacher will set the paper, and who will mark them; basically so unpredictable that now it is not even surprising. The high point of these exams is definitely two of our teachers fighting over a subject, and suggesting completely divergent topics to study from two different books that were not available in any corner of the city. But whatever it was, I'm done with it. And I'm hoping to score pretty well...again! Just this afternoon our practical exams were re-scheduled for the third time. This did come as a pleasant surprise to me, as I'm still not done typing out our 100 page long project report. But gladly, now I have quite some time to get the project work done. The sad part is, that the entire rigmarole has now extended by a couple of days more. 
I took the Civil Services exam on Sunday, and I must say, I was really taken for a surprise. The Sociology paper seemed unusually simple, and the General Studies paper did not go as well as I had thought it would. This complete reversal of expectations will add to my already highly unpredictable result. But I can only hope for good. My center was a government school, a little away from my home, and my five hours there really made me empathize with the students studying there, in total lack of infrastructure and the sweltering heat. And in my spare time there, I was made sure of the absolute incapability of the engineer and designers who made the school buildings owing to some very bad construction. Thankfully, my four years of undergraduate study have given me something to show-off about in situations such as these.
And lastly, it is now when all slam books have been autographed, t-shirts have been signed, drunk friends have repeatedly proven their unfathomable depths of friendship, that we are starting to have that really weird feeling of being apart...
being separated...
and losing on our friends...
And that things will never be the same again...

Towards the ending...

Today was an extremely overwhelming day. In the morning, when I was in the metro, it suddenly struck me how today would practically be the last day of college. Though there still is another week to go, but people will not really be regular next week. The sudden deluge of somberness that I experienced was extremely depressing, and throughout my one hour of travel in the metro, a montage of memories from the past four years flipped through my mind, after which I decided that because today would be the last day that all of my friends would be together voluntarily, I would try my best to make the day memorable. The weather also favoured us today, and I felt truly blessed. But the sequence of events that followed was completely different from what I had envisaged. 
I don't really want to detail out everything here, but I was really upset while going back home, and even the Black Currant shake couldn't do much to change my mood.  By evening, I was practically alone in the college. Most had either left for home or were busy with something or the other. I tried to get some to hang around with, but it eventually didn't turn out that way; I guess the approaching exams are keeping everyone busy. I had planned to stay on till late in the campus, but eventually changed my mind because of the same reason; but returned half-way for no apparent reason. All I wanted to do today was hang around with my friends, because I keep having a recurring feeling of how these days once gone, will never return, and I want to do more than just loiter around in the corridors.
Anyway, I just think that the day just turned out to be extremely futile, and did nothing except make me realise that things are starting to change.