It was my first day at my boarding school, 14th November 2011, when mum left after leaving me in the hostel. I sat on my bed and cried. I missed her, I was scared, I didn’t know how I would manage. The other girls in the dorm saw me crying and tried to talk to me and get me distracted. I remember Shraddha, Mansi, Pooja, Anchal, Rinky all talking to me cracking jokes trying to make me smile. And on one corner of the bed I can still recall this small girl sitting and listening but not talking much. After dinner time when everyone got busy with their work this girl came to me sat with me offered me something and started talking to me. She was younger to me. She was this cute little kid from what I can remember. She was Radhika, my best friend to be for many years to come. From that day on wards we started talking, sharing secrets, gossiping at times. She would miss home and cry to sleep and so would I but some where in few months she became my family there in school. I remember after the Winter break when she was so excited to see me that she jumped on to me and hugged me. I feel nostalgic as I dig into the memories now. There were days when we fought and then cried, there were days when there were gifts, there were nights when the entire dorm shhhh’ed us to sleep as we kept talking. We always had something to share. After she left that year I was left alone in school but she still kept in touch after leaving. After a year she shifted her house to the same locality as mine. It was now the best as we would spend so much time together. We were so close and loved each other so much that people teased us to be lovers. The sleepovers at our houses, those secrets, those day outs, the fun is all engraved in my heart. After I moved away to study she moved away too. Life got in the way. There have been sweet and sour times throughout the friendship but the memories will always be cherished. We got busy with our lives as we grew up, some misunderstandings and some issues drew us apart. I don’t know if I am still her best friend or not but she has been the last I ever had. She has set the bar so high that I can never find a better one than her. However far we are now, I hope we cross paths once and I hope that day will be one memorable day.
As our entire department gathered this evening to bid a warm farewell to our beloved Prof. Jay Kumar, one could sense the close bonds that had been created between our teachers and students over the past few years. Prof. Jay Kumar has been teaching in our university since past 15 years or more and this evening was a very emotional one for him. With him leaving, the department would lose a huge chunk but then our other teachers would definitely fill the gap. As he stood there speaking to the entire crowd for maybe the last time, with a heavy voice he could recall his first day at this university so many years back. As students and teachers spoke about the role sir has been playing all along, many of us tried to suppress a tear as the bond with sir is very special. Professor being a humble and disciplined man, would often advise people for their betterment and even while leaving today he did the same. Throughout these years I have never seen sir lose his temper. He always possessed a unique calmness. He would no doubt be strict with students and keep them disciplined, he had his own way of getting students to do their work.
I have always looked up to Prof. Jay Kumar and he has always given me the best advice. He has always been the fire brigade and would always be all ears if you ever came up to him with a problem or just wanted to talk. For many small and big issues of mine, I have bugged sir at odd times and sir would never tell me to come later or that he was busy. Instead he would leave aside all other work just to hear us out and do what he could to solve our problems. Today few major things that I am following can be attributed to the push I got from sir when I was in the dilemma about where to step. As he spoke today, with a lump in my throat I wanted to meet him before he left but by the time I went he had left. As I could not bid him good-bye this is my attempt to tell you sir, what you mean to me and all of us. Things will change with you not being around. Every break I won’t have a fire brigade to run to. I hope to meet you some day later when you come and that will be the day I will make you proud.
Here are a few lines for you,
You’ve always been a mentor,
And never let us down.
There were times when you scolded us ,
And times when we were pampered,
Bitter memories cannot be recalled,
Among all the sweet ones.
Where ever you go,
The number of miles you cross,
Memories with you will always remain,
Where ever you go,
Where ever you are,
Your bond with us,
Will forever last.
You will be missed sir. Wish you good luck for your future :).