Epilogue

How does it feel?
To be back home...
With all that gold.
And no school to go.

School's out. Finally. Life's not very different from how it used to be when we used to come back home for vacations. But some things have changed forever...

Final year was a lot different from what I had expected it to be. It was very liberating...

The only thing on everybody's mind when we entered final year was getting a job. And the first few months in final year were pure madness. Everyday somebody was getting placed. For some, jobs were available on a platter. And the exultation after getting placed... was like popping a champagne bottle, with all that fizz ready to pour out and fill our empty hearts with happiness and joy.

Some had many dress rehearsals. The diligent ones would iron their shirts and polish their shoes the night before. We, on the other hand, used to beg and borrow whenever the situation called for it... take shoes from the guy next door and put a lot of deodorant on a shirt worn already... once, twice or whatever... :)

And even though we all had different experiences (and let's not forget about how frustrated we used to get when there were rumours that somebody 'screwed' the interview), I guess we all felt the same when we had landed jobs... ecstatic as we'd probably never been in our lives.

Second semester was the best. Always found a reason to celebrate. And even if all those we knew were placed already, we'd go out on a binge - and that was really a lot, every other day. It really seemed like nothing could ever stop us again...

Sail on into that horizon,
With joy in your heart,
And a smile on your face.
Nothing's going to stop you now.

And final year was a lot about things we'd never done before - poker, binge drinking, riding like crazy on highways, or just getting drunk and crying on each others shoulder or just getting drunk and dancing like crazy... any occasion we had always called for a round of drinks - the only way we knew how to pour our hearts out to each other and mean every word we say...