Note of thanks

Friends,

          It’s been a week since my heart cried, while my eyes stood still watching my friends cry. If I can simply explain my college life through Roger Penrose’s words, it’d be something like this. “Nothing can escape the pull of gravity of the EVENT HORIZON in the BLACK HOLES. All the MATTER and even LIGHT is crushed down, gets attracted and becomes so dense at a particular point in its centre. This is called the POINT OF SINGULARITY”. Till today I can’t find a way out of your intense pull of kindness, respect and love. So I got attracted through your event horizon of friendship and at last we all became ONE. This is keeping us united…today…tomorrow…and forever.

          Where do you expect me to start? I can start from individual, but it’ll never end. It just like counting the number of galaxies in the VIRGO SUPERCLUSTERS. The individual count goes on. I’d never thought that I would possibly make through these four years. Almost every night I thought of terminating my Engineering and had an opinion of pursuing Charted Accountant.  Everyone around me were disappointed for choosing this college initially, because they felt that this college can’t fulfil my potential. Books, newspapers and football were my only companions. After 12 wonderful years at school, college was something similar to talking about quantum mechanics to a kinder garden kid. Everything was against me and I still can’t find right words to detail those nightmares. Simply saying, I was like a righted handed bear (usually bears are left handed). But Charles Darwin was quite right in his “Evolution of the species”, in which he stated about “Survival of the fittest.” But what makes someone fit to survive? In my case it was YOU. Without you I would’ve ceased long back.

          At this stage I would like to share a small story. About the “THEORY OF EVOLUTION.” Today in polar bears are white in colour. But research says there was a time when Brown polar bears existed. But what happened to them now? They are extinct. But why? The answer is simple. Because Ice is white in colour. Stupid enough? Nah! The answer involves a stroke of genius. Bears has to feed on its preys to survive. White bear attacks its prey, catches and eats it. But you can argue brown bear can do the same. But it actually can’t. The prey can easily identify the brown bear in the midst of the white ice while it is difficult for the prey to spot the white bear in the midst of the ice. The prey could easily escape from the brown bears while it’s difficult to escape from the claws of white. As eons passed the survival probability of brown bears deceased. The white bears took its place. A simple white colour decided the survival of the whole goddamn species. Yeah! This is what called the “Survival of the Fittest.”

          Still can’t complete the circle? In the above story the white bear is me and the brown bear is my fear of failure. And YOU are the ice. YOU made me survive. You killed the brown bear and made it possible for me to sustain. Though the story is different after four years as lot of things changed, the change needed a Catalysts. The mental reaction which involved the transformation from oneself to another needs catalyst in form of friends, particularly in a new environment.

          My college life was nowhere near to those portrayed in movies and I thank GOD for that. If it’d been the same, I would never have got a chance to enjoy the other side. I think it’s time for English language to adapt words from other languages as it has failed me provide me with right words to explain OUR pristine relationship.

          Those encouragements and praises whenever I appear on stage and rebukes if it turns a failure, to those days when we sat at canteen to execrate our staffs while writing their respective assignments. Days before exams. Internal tests = Mr.Bean. Days when invigilators maintain close radius not knowing that we’ve “Already done the job”. NO-DUES. Most importantly the Staffs of almost every department, in the event of hearing our comments, would have increased the probability of suicidal commitments.

          I had wished for a college life, as enjoyable as my school days. But I was wrong. Instead it followed an ARITHMETIC PROGRESSION on a positive scale and the “COMMON DIFFERENCE” here was YOU again.

          Amongst you, I would’ve spent only few seconds, others few minutes, others few hours, others few days and my closest have spent years, while others with just a simple elegant smile. Still you made it possible for me. You’ve indirectly lived for me even without your knowledge. I can’t end this precious draft saying THANK YOU because it has become too formal unlike our relationship.

With tears,

Prasanna Jinku