A wave full of emotions and strong feeling seemed to have engulfed the campus and had energized its inhabitants…as we were welcoming with wide open hands our heroes….happy and familiar faces could be seen all around, as it was the time for 9th convocation in our institute…..there was a roar as “The Super-Finals“ were back in den…..it was so good to be the junior again….there was someone in the campus whom we can call “Baapu”….someone whom we can ask for treat….it seemed that all those small reasons of treat were lively again….
The warmth in their hug could be easily felt…the expressions were enough to say how badly they had missed the place and its inhabitants….It seemed, an era have elapsed since they graduated…there was so much to gossip about….the pleasure they were getting by calling their friends with their nick name could be felt… as now no one is Chotu, Seth, Gmat, CR, Kaka, Bihari, Colonel, Mamba,etc,etc.
The Convocation Day
All were dressed in proper attire wearing the convocation gown….proud parents of engineers could be seen..…the smile on their face was enough to tell the state of their mind and the pride they were feeling being present to witness their child getting degree…. Super-finals were congratulating each other on their success…all were delighted upon getting a degree and can now be called as certified engineers…. The Facebook page was filled with updates similar to…“Pappu pass ho gaya”…”lo ban gaya beta engineer”…..”Engineer Certified”…”Graduate”…among others….

Going down the memory lane….they shared the fun and frolic they had in past four years.…I was mesmerized to listen, how nicely they had remembered every small fun they had….tears could be observed rolling down the cheeks while they were narrating the story….disclosing small pranks….how they planned a mass bunk….how they patched someone’s love story.…how many crushes they had…and several similar stories….could be heard…and time just flew by….and nostalgia of leaving the campus for an eternity could be seen….
Some of the Facebook updates upon boarding their trains back were like-
“This is all that I have. Adios Rourkela” …….(Gora Sir)
“While one waited in the last row during the convocation...While one silently admires the gush of emotions flowing by... While one walks through these corridors and roads...While the motorbikes and auto-rickshaws screech through the streets of Rourkela...While the prime restaurants and bars are jam-packed...While one has a word for everyone around... I recall the last four years...each corner, location seems to fill me with memories I would love to live all over again... It is all slipping by never to return. Thank you everyone who has been a part of this endeavor. A smiling face counts more than those unspoken words for we will always be short of time catching up.” …(Abhineet Sir)
"bye bye NIT Rourkela. 3 dino me college life ji li....thanks to all my friends and juniors...will definitely miss u all...love u NIT RKL :)" ---(Ashutosh Sir)
"A great person said dat 'its nt over untill its over!'.....so frnds its finaly n legaly over now n time to move on in lyf....if lady luck permits we may meet at sm oder get together event....till den all d best,gud bye...sayo nara....miss u frnds " ....(Ashish Pandey Sir)
This year convocation was a bit more special for us as this was for our immediate seniors…those with whom we have spent three years of our hostel life…those whose suggestions we seek every time…those with whom there is a very strong bonding….those whom we call as Baapu (these are not just words.....we mean it).
Thanks for being there for us !!