The sun was set, when I visited the campus one last time. Walked the courtyard and pavements, corridors and staircases, class rooms and conference halls once more, before I bid adieu to the world that moulded me into today’s self, over a span of eight years.. Memories rushed in.. Bringing a smile on my lips and tears in my eyes at the same time.
Had I taken Shekure s portrait with me, rendered in the style of the Venetian masters, I wouldn t have felt such loss during my long travels when I could scarcely remember my beloved, whose face I d left somewhere behind me. For if a lover s face survives emblazoned on your heart, the world is still your home.
ReplyDeleteYou've emblazoned the memories of the place on your heart as Pamuk famously wrote in My Name is Red. Now, you can make the world your home.
"നിറഞ്ഞ കണ്ണുകളോടെ
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പിരിഞ്ഞു പോണവരേ..."
ക്യാമ്പസ്സ് വിട്ടു പിരിഞ്ഞു പോകുന്നതിന്റെ വിഷമം എത്രയാണെന്ന് പറഞ്ഞറിയിയ്ക്കാന്‍ പറ്റില്ല. അത് ജീവിതത്തിലെ ഒരു നഷ്ടം തന്നെയാണ്. പകരം വയ്ക്കാനില്ലാത്ത ഒരു നഷ്ടം. ഭാവിയില്‍ ഓര്‍മ്മകളുടെ മധുരം പകരുന്ന സുന്ദരാനുഭവങ്ങളുടെ നഷ്ടം!
പുതിയ ജീവിതത്തിന് എല്ലാ ആശംസകളും
Shades,
ReplyDeleteWe wish you good luck in your carrier and also in all walks of your life.
ah!medical college bus!nostalgia!how many times i had been subjected to ragging in that bus!funny when i think how i cried then.may the memories keep u going and fill you with confidence to go on with your career.
ReplyDeleteDear Paresh,
ReplyDeleteThank you for this heartwarming comment..
you made my day..!
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Sree
ReplyDeleteSarikkum athoru vedana thanneyaanu... pareeksha kaalathu "ee nasam onnu theernnenkil" ennu palappozhum aagrahichittundenkilum.. avasanam padiyirangumbol, hridayathinte oru thundu potti aa padavukalil chithari veezhunna aa vedana..
Dear Inner vision,
ReplyDeleteThank you so much friend..
:)
MD,
ReplyDeleteMemories of medical college and memories of our friendship are one and the same, na..? Missing you more and more, as I type each word here...
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Hi!
ReplyDeleteI had just wrote a comment in some other post that mentioned empyty corridors- sigh! memories... and this empty sight, fills our mind with all lot of memories thats to be treasured our whole life....
Dear RD..
ReplyDeleteTruly said.. The emptiness and silence speak thousand words.. and their echoes never end...
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"Howdy" doc ... long time, no see but that's my fault ' cause I'm always going away and coming back into blogworld :)
ReplyDeleteCongrats on your new step as a professional in such a sensitive area.
Been checking older photos and I see you haven't lost the touch!
Quin,
ReplyDeleteThanks, friend.. and dont go away anymore.
:)
എന്റെ ഡോക്ട്ടറെ ഇങനെ ഓര്‍മകളീല്‍ കുരുങി സ്മയമം കളയല്ലെ!കാത്തിരിക്കുന്നു പതിതര്‍ നരകയാതനകളില്‍......
ReplyDeleteSanthoshetta,
ReplyDeleteAriyam.. Pakshe "ormakal undaayirikkanam" ennalle vivaramullavar paranjekkunne?
"Ningalorkkuka ningalengane ningalaayennu" ennum?
;)
:)
ithile second picture le place illyae(college bus park cheythirikkunna sthalam).... ivide vareya njan trivandrum lu work cheythirunna tym lu raatri oru 9 nu fuddings um kazhinju nadakkaan varraaa....ee sthalam varae verthae nadakkum, nnitt ividunnu 'U' turn eduthu tirike nadakkum....oru manushyanum undaakillya..... :)
ReplyDeleteDear Aneesh,
ReplyDeleteIf you came a bit earlier,you could have seen us... i mean me and 'monsoon dreams'... we used to go for a walk in the campus before the hostel gates closed.. Ah.. those days.!
Yeah. Those good old days.
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