Have you ever felt the matrix style delayed motion? As if things are going so slowly one can see things which one normally don't have the time to see; as if everything is so quiet, and you began to notice every minute detail of the situation: from the flapping of the wings of a fly to the collective breathing sound of the ants.
Dear reader, may you never feel as what I once felt during those last few days of my five year integrated post graduate course. The matrix style delayed motion has been playing with me, and now have come to realise the full impact of the separation. Late as it may be by a year or so, I realised that no matter where I went, I was always with the insurance that no matter what, I always have IIITM to go back to. Without realising it, it had become a safe haven for me. But during the last week of those five years, I wanted to go, leave the place and not take a second glance back, not because I hate the place, but because I will miss the security of the place that was my home for almost a quarter of the life I have lived, and to take a glance back would have broken my spirit and dissolved me in tears. Those years, it felt like a lifetime, and ended too soon.
During my first year at IIM Bangalore, in how many ways did I wanted to run back to the room that was mine for five long years! 'The Haven' #274, Sindhu hall of residence, IIITM Gwalior. I remember... -passes into nostalgia-
Today is my last day of internship, and as I write this from the office, I feel that the feeling has returned again: I... I feel like I have some place to go back too, a safe haven, a sanctuary, back at IIM Bangalore, where the grasses are green and trees are tall. In a matrix styled slow motion, it dawned to me that a haven will always be there, no matter where I go, all I have to do is:
believe
