Back to my alma mater, NITC after six months was the only exciting thing pinching me constantly. But, Convocation was no where close to my mind initially. Exhilarating fun was obviously the part of those two days.
First day we met our juniors followed by the registration process. Almost all the things we used to do during the college days reiterated unknowingly. We made sure not to miss the Broast food (The best hotel near college), which started off with my favorite tomato soup. At night we preferred sleeping our lab. 
Second day we rushed out to collect our convocation gowns. Almost everyone was kind of busy collecting their parents from different places and arranging the most native food possible ;). For new comers food is really  an impossible affair. In the meanwhile, I enquired about my caution deposit which I had to receive long way back. But, unfortunately I had to loose Rs. 3000 because I forgot to mention pincode. This incident again reminded me that stupidity is still alive in me. Defying this thought from my mind, we all wore our gowns and headed to the convocation hall. All dressed up in black gowns. It was just an awesome scene. Now felt the blow of convocation and its grandeur. After a few snaps we went inside. I didn’t have the glimpse of almost all my classmates until the convocation started. At last, the function started 2hrs late from the scheduled time. In between chats were quite common. The chief guest was Mr. T. K. A. Nair, recently appointed personal adviser for the PM. Earlier he has been for other PMs as well. Even he was exemplary in his oration. 
After awarding degrees to 997 candidates by our director and to toppers by the guest, the show winded up. Particularly a sense of relief could be seen in my director’s face after the distribution of degrees. Degrees to 997 candidates by a single person, really a hellish affair – pity him.
The moment the function winded up, suddenly all our classmates dispersed within seconds, everyone busy returning back the gowns, collecting back the money and rushing to their parents. Felt like god had their roles till that point only in my life.
I left the college midnight, back home to attend a function. Murali, accompanied me till the bus stand and he was quite emotional of leaving the college. Even I too felt the blow. I was missing the college and himself too.  

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