We have to walk back to the exact one month. It was 7th July 2025. It was the official end of four years that we spent together, learned together, and grew together. These were beautiful four years that i spent like wave of air moving elegantly and gently.
It was strange;
No feeling, no sense of accomplishment was touching my heart. I thought that; It is similar to all other mundane days.
My mind was full with thoughts - "Whats next?". It's still in my mind.
Everyone was eagerly taking/capturing photos with flowers and without flowers. All were wearing black cowns and caps. Flying caps high in the air and cameraman was clicking - click- click.
In the backdrop of these celebrations and happiness, there was a cake and white floral bouquet received to my best friend Anita. This floral bouquet and cake accelerated the happiness of her. She was heavily engrossed in these things and photos. I was sort of getting weird, but i was trying to confirm everyone. I don't know why i feel like this on such special occasions.
Now we have to walk a little back - a little more time travel - 3rd July 2025. It was day of second last final exam. Exam brought so much headache and tension. Revision and memorization was running wild in minds along with daily mundane jokes and fun activities. These fun moments will definitely be missed. Now life is changed. A lot of things changed. My funny attitude changed a lot towards seriousness, and i am committing myself to professionalism.
Just a sentence on superficial level but it was transformational process and a journey with so many unpredictable events. I cried sometimes. Really one crying moment was really bad and it is a motivating factor to many things.
Again on 3rd June, i was narrating Short Stories of Saddat Hassan Manto, a prolific and renowned urdu story writer to my best friend Arshia Naseem.
Though mundane moments but these will bring tears in my eyes. Tears of fulfillment, of friendship, of staying together, living together and growing together and of ultimate gratitude.
These days will be missed.
See you another time with another event with another story to tell 🫠.