Z for Zeitgeist. ‘What an odd alphabet to write or delve on?’, you must be thinking. Has he gone mad or its simple a lack of initiative, creativity or blog fatigue? Hmm! I googled the Z word that kept popping in my head for some reason or another and stumbled upon a simple definition in English, ‘the spirit, attitude, or general outlook of a specific time or period, esp as it is reflected in literature, philosophy, etc.
How does Z for Zeitgeist fit in ‘college memories’? As simple as A for Apple, I try to make sense by linking Z for Zeitgeist in the college memories and, as I hark back, it makes perfect sense. I feel like an oldie now, mulling, over those times, an epoch that was, not too far away as I passed out at Fergusson College, in 2006.
It was the last exam date on May 6, 2006 which I shall never forget. Relieved we were that we would be finally graduating in Arts but deep down inside the heart, there was sadness. Three best and most memorable years of life just flew out of the window out of thin air, the fun times, friends we made, crushes, girl friends, teachers and, of course, the Alma Mater.
It was six p.m as the bell ring to signal that its pack time for us, who in no time, will turn, into alumni and oldies of Fergusson College from a different epoch. We would, in no time be ‘has been’, the screeching bell, signal. It was our Economic Special IV Paper. As we walked in the campus, there was no hurry to go home or scamper our way out. Today was special and it just felt like the first day in College way back in 2003 monsoon. We hugged each other, exchanged Hi and reflected on three years spent together in the best college in Pune. After all, how can memories be erased? It pains the heart but that’s life for sure where we meet fellow travelers in this amazing journey.
Slowly, we walked our way to our college hang out, Savera, just over the road, crossing path with class and college mates, exchanging e-mail as we promised to stay connected and, perhaps, revive the college memories. A dear friend told us to join Orkut, the big thing at that time, to stay in touch for old times sake as groups for Fergusson College and Savera has been created.
Snippets of the conversation on last day
A: I am going to miss this fucking place where we spent three best years of my life and made awesome friends.
ME (trying to hold the tears): I swear man! I can never ever forget the college days. How I wish the times would come back.
We ordered coffee, lime water and snacks in Savera as our friends came to shake hands and we hugged each other tightly. We were speaking in the loudest voice and everyone could heart each other as conversation hit exam papers, college and Savera.
In the evening, I took a walk on FC Road with a heavy heart and trying to make sense as tears rolled down the cheek, I met Jadhav Sir our English teacher and we spoke about exams and college. I told him, ‘Sir, I’ll miss college.’ He comforted me, ‘You can never remove a Fergussonian from Fergusson and the priceless college memories will always remain in your vein, heart and soul. It can never disintegrate from the body.’
During the evening, We went to Adi’s home for dinner and I absolutely love the amazing and tasty Maharashtrian food made by aunty, meaning, his Mom. We got late at his place and we were supposed to booze. All wine shops closed down and after, driving on the bike for an hour, we zeroed to buy from a hotel, half bottle of Vodka, that we drank to heaven. On the next day, we felt a weird sensation in the stomach, owing to the quality of Vodka, that seemed to be bad and mixed with water. The stomach churned as if it’s in war zone and after gulping lime water and Mosambi juice at Savera, I felt better.
Three years spent in College where a senior I looked up to, Siddharth, gave me pep talk when I was stuck in the dump and this man, whom I call a magician, through the sheer power of words to lift me high to soar in the sky. Or, the crushes! The one I fell in love head over heels as I proposed to her through sms with the 1,4, 3 as we became friends and would look up to the day when I would meet her in college or the wonderful-cum-crazy times with Adi, Aleem, Koks, Chanda and the rest of the gang. The times we sat outside college discussing about the greatest ideas to change the world and questioning the belief system society is made of. Yeah! We were rebels with or without a cause, shared our dreams about life and what we wanna become, the next Dhirubhai Ambani or taking ‘Bollywood’ by storm. I wanted to become a film actor and director during the days where we pitched great ideas that would give Bill Gates a complex. It was the time of intellectual debate over sexuality, religion and ethics in our Philosophy class. We were naughty among friends, constantly pulling each others’ pants..oops! legs.
As I look back, I realize that good days come to an end and it feels like yesterday only we were in college. It took me a long time to get over college days and must say more than three years as I was stuck in memories, wishing, Those Days would come back. Ah! Those were the days! I feel like an oldie now, discussing spirit and attitudes of ‘that time’. Whatta Zeitgeist post! You see, Z for Zeitgeist makes perfect sense on the last day of the challenge. Now, this song makes perfect sense! Dedicated to all of you.
Uff! Finally the challenge ends and I can call myself a champion of sort as I reach the end of A to Z April Blogging Challenge. Yay! I’ve done it, finally! What a finish line. Man! I shall take a break from tomorrow but shall check comments morrow. It just feels like the last day of exams. No blogging for a week or ten days. I deserve the break, we deserve the break. We’ve met so many wonderful souls during this month of April and let’s connect on Gmail, FB or Twitter. You can find me on FB as I have this name, Vishal Bheeroo.
The post is part of ‘Blogging from A to Z April Challenge’ under the theme ‘College Memories.’ Today is last and final Day 26 and I am writing Z for Zeitgeist.