It is official that the even semester has begun with the countdown for your last semester tucked into your timetables. With this clock ticking away in our minds and amidst all the entrance examination pressure, feel the last moments of DU for one last semester as final year students.
Time is round, and it rolls quickly. This Nikos Kazantzakis reference is apt for all the third year students out there. It feels like only yesterday when we were slogging through day and night to make it into the esteemed University of Delhi. It’s a classic déjà vu now we are in the same mental space in which we had been during our class 12th board exam preparations and at the same time, leaving our friends, our school, and family behind. This sixth semester fits well into that same mind frame, with the only difference being that we are older and wiser (well, maybe). Many of us will have our own set of grudges, disappointments, musings, fun, and frolic in our respective colleges with our mates, peers, and teachers while blaming our rent-seeking-hostel owners, wardens, horrifying internal assessments, Snapchat and Instagram buddies, meme-partners, crushes, societies, and college lawns and corridors for that matter. Some of us may wish to pack up our bags quickly and leave the campus premises as soon as possible to venture out into a new university abroad or take that gap year to prepare well for civil services or MBA or to gain work experience into our newly achieved placement opportunities. Others are too nostalgic for their own good, capturing all those last moments spent in classrooms and the canteen onto their phones. A few may act as hard nuts who couldn’t care less that one more chapter is coming to an end. Almost all of us, however, are trying to balance the ping-pong of emotions that we feel with the wrapping up of our penultimate semester now that we have to gear up for our future with all sorts of entrances nearing and getting our grade-point average one notch higher.
I am writing this to ask all the graduates-to-be to stroll through all those Hudson Lane cafes and Lajpat Nagar and Kamla Nagar markets for one last time, to sip chai at the nearest tea stall for another time musing and chatting with our peers, to walk to the nearest metro station one more time (and please do click pictures if you are one of those hard nuts), and to try attending those 8:30 a.m. lectures again for the last days because trust me, these days of struggle, stress, and serenity will never come back. Somewhere along the line, you will look back with nostalgia and longing (or maybe even loathing). As much as you would like to believe otherwise, Delhi University will stay imprinted in your memory, while the new thongs of freshers will continue to occupy the space in the corridors and classrooms that were once yours. Delhi University may forget you, but you won’t forget Delhi University.
Feature Image Credits: The Indian Express
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