Last Day of College

           I walked with my best friends across the campus......... towards my class... my final year of  BCA class. The hour hand at the watch said ... it was ten minutes past 5.... and there was not even a single trace of any life in the college........ except for we three.... me and my best pals ...........

Another ten steps.. and there was our class with the doors shut... !!! we were on the third floor... and the sun setting down in the valley with its orange rays was creating a magical scene. Had a wish that the time stops at that very moment... but it never happens... the seconds hand ticked heavily..... and we opened the doors of the class for one last time...................

          Wished i cud ask my teacher..."May i come in.... " and wanted to hear his shout.... "You late again... no attendance..." but there was no one there... just empty desks.. and we three.... looking at the walls.... and the desks.. all empty... with quotes we wrote ... and the raised platform .. where the torture classes were held... and the last benches.. where we had fun.... laughed .... kicked out.... hiding from the teachers... pleading for attendance............ million memories rolled like a movie into our minds... and there was complete silence for a moment.. and we smiled ... laughed!!!!!

Walked like heroes from the medieval times.... jumped over the benches... had a look at the bench .. where the so called ediots of our class used to sit.... hehehe... ediots in bca.... drifted to our place... ... sat there..... side seats... didn't feel like the last day .... dont remember how we met .... how we came to such a stage... feels like i know my friends from ages... feel like as if i was  in this college..... feel like i was always here...

The entire class was still there alive.... the last benches sleeping.......... the gals chatting amongst themselves........... the teacher in her own world...... Surendra sitting besides me .... cribbing about something .... Shoukat sitting on first bench taking down notes.... and Amir smiling at the babes....  and we laughing about something of the other..... me occasionally scribbling something on my notepad............ making some sketches.. 

Ahh.. Amir asking me to look outside... for some babes... standing there....... and i without even a word...looked outside.. it was an unsaid communication.... Surendra pinged me... and i, with the same enthu... looked outside... but today there wasnt anybody there................ just the deserted corridor.......... and i cud see the principal department at the end... no one there..................

looked back..... but there was Shoukat .. in his dream world.... not scribbling anything in his notebook... not laughing this time.... not saying anything this time........... just sitting there.. and there was Surendra.. and there was me .....

the class has ended... and my friends... chatting and laughing .... going for a chai... aur a samossa..... aur a  sugarcane juice... and we sat there ..... sat there all alone ......... closed our eyes, for the entire world outside the walls of the campus was calling us.............
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Wanted to attend one last lecture........ but this time there was no one to take that last lecture..............and there was that door... open... and we wished all the time .. to run away .... to bunk.. but this time it wasnt..... one last time.... one last time............ attended the class.... with no one.. just we three...