During the past few months, i was eagerly waiting for something to happen.The wait went in vain. Nothing unusual happened..., ZIONICZ bid adieu to RIT with tears.
Myself was found 3rd time unlucky when i missed the farewell party @ Orchid Residency, Kottayam due to unhealthy conditions. This time (trust me) it wasn't a deliberate attempt like the previous two farewell parties organised @ RIT where i bunked. Infact the last bunk of my RIT career. The party details were narrated to me by the friends when i reached college for preparing myself for Microcontroller Lab exam. Thanks to Miss. Shimsy Purushu for her whole hearted support @ Lab. She taught us sincerely and even denied our treat. (Is this what you call " Service ?")
A lot of unexpected shocking scenes were seen at college canteen. I thought about it for a while whether to enter the same here. Later, I decided not to.., never wanted to trespass into one's privacy......, SORRY!!! But those scenes were really shocking and that too at a public place (canteen was even half filled). Let's leave it...,
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It was my last day @ RIT as a regular (sorry..,over these 4 years myself topped the list of irregular students !!!) student. Walking through the RIT rubber woods, a vehicle stopped nearby me and offered a lift to our Dept. It was Georgin in his van.., YES., the same van which i got into.., during my first day @ RIT before 4 years.
The whole incidents flashed across my mind in a second.
It was amidst Sept. 2006, when my first journey to our college happened along with my father. It was my father's first and last journey to RIT.After the admission procedures, we were about to leave the college. Due to the unexpected entry of rain, we waited a bit. After seeing our situation, helping hands were offered to us by Georgin and his father from their OMNI van, which we accepted with both hands.It wasn't a rainy season but was raining. We travelled in his van on our way back to home and became friends. My first friend @ RIT........... ........... ...............
Almost 4 years passed.., It was a rainy season but wasn't raining and moreover twas my last day @ college when the same van gave me the lift for the second time. First one in the first day and the second one in the last day. I wanted to tell the same to Georgin but i dint.., dont know why? May be beacuse of my soliloquy when i alighted from his van "Today, both of us are missing our male parents"
Myself was found 3rd time unlucky when i missed the farewell party @ Orchid Residency, Kottayam due to unhealthy conditions. This time (trust me) it wasn't a deliberate attempt like the previous two farewell parties organised @ RIT where i bunked. Infact the last bunk of my RIT career. The party details were narrated to me by the friends when i reached college for preparing myself for Microcontroller Lab exam. Thanks to Miss. Shimsy Purushu for her whole hearted support @ Lab. She taught us sincerely and even denied our treat. (Is this what you call " Service ?")
A lot of unexpected shocking scenes were seen at college canteen. I thought about it for a while whether to enter the same here. Later, I decided not to.., never wanted to trespass into one's privacy......, SORRY!!! But those scenes were really shocking and that too at a public place (canteen was even half filled). Let's leave it...,
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It was my last day @ RIT as a regular (sorry..,over these 4 years myself topped the list of irregular students !!!) student. Walking through the RIT rubber woods, a vehicle stopped nearby me and offered a lift to our Dept. It was Georgin in his van.., YES., the same van which i got into.., during my first day @ RIT before 4 years.
The whole incidents flashed across my mind in a second.
It was amidst Sept. 2006, when my first journey to our college happened along with my father. It was my father's first and last journey to RIT.After the admission procedures, we were about to leave the college. Due to the unexpected entry of rain, we waited a bit. After seeing our situation, helping hands were offered to us by Georgin and his father from their OMNI van, which we accepted with both hands.It wasn't a rainy season but was raining. We travelled in his van on our way back to home and became friends. My first friend @ RIT........... ........... ...............
Almost 4 years passed.., It was a rainy season but wasn't raining and moreover twas my last day @ college when the same van gave me the lift for the second time. First one in the first day and the second one in the last day. I wanted to tell the same to Georgin but i dint.., dont know why? May be beacuse of my soliloquy when i alighted from his van "Today, both of us are missing our male parents"
It was a rainy season but wasn't raining!!!
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