Not so long ago, there was this tale, which was prevalent in the undergraduate students at IITR, that there exists a land of Nostalgia which opened for the chosen ones whenever it needed them.
The chosen ones were the graduating students... unlike the Chronicles of Narnia; Chronicles of Nostalgia never had any fixed names and numbers for the chosen ones. It is now time for the Batch of 2007 to go and save the Land of Nostalgia and free it from the worries of parting! The chosen ones... the kings and queens were awestruck and perplexed when they first landed in Nostalgia. Everything seemed same yet so different to their eyes. Though they have been watching the similar events year after year, but then they were indifferent as they were not chosen to face the war. The war against raging emotions, weird feelings, parting speeches, good bye gifts and the most dangerous one - the sentimental arguments.
These kind of arguments emerged from the sheer want of shooing away the sad emotional waves that now frequently struck the shore in the depth of each and every heart. They were these stupidest of arguments like the challenges to make someone cry, the sarcastic comments being passed or the worst parting ever - an ego clash!
The next weapon with the evil side is the compulsion to bid Good Byes and to utter the Miss Yous. One realized how hard it is to do so after landing in the war, after making several unsuccessful attempts to banish them.
The general personal ideas to the war is:
The whole idea of parting gives me goosebumps... how can one say bye to the joy one had... how can one bid farewell to the feelings one shared... how can one shut her/his eyes towards the fun one made! And to top it all the scariest of all is what if I'm not missed by anyone... as such itself I was never important to anyone... or at least no one made me fell like one. What if I'm just washed away from all their minds and conscience? What in the world will I do without all these nice and choicest of people that I admired and considered as closest of friends (despite of the fact that I might not have been the one for them!) What will then happen to this abandoned soul of mine?
All in all the complete situations is nothing but a some kind of nuisance that goes in ones inner self. To overcome it is the victory and then only will the Land of Nostalgia leave you and be lost in happiness ever after.
The chosen ones were the graduating students... unlike the Chronicles of Narnia; Chronicles of Nostalgia never had any fixed names and numbers for the chosen ones. It is now time for the Batch of 2007 to go and save the Land of Nostalgia and free it from the worries of parting! The chosen ones... the kings and queens were awestruck and perplexed when they first landed in Nostalgia. Everything seemed same yet so different to their eyes. Though they have been watching the similar events year after year, but then they were indifferent as they were not chosen to face the war. The war against raging emotions, weird feelings, parting speeches, good bye gifts and the most dangerous one - the sentimental arguments.
These kind of arguments emerged from the sheer want of shooing away the sad emotional waves that now frequently struck the shore in the depth of each and every heart. They were these stupidest of arguments like the challenges to make someone cry, the sarcastic comments being passed or the worst parting ever - an ego clash!
The next weapon with the evil side is the compulsion to bid Good Byes and to utter the Miss Yous. One realized how hard it is to do so after landing in the war, after making several unsuccessful attempts to banish them.
The general personal ideas to the war is:
The whole idea of parting gives me goosebumps... how can one say bye to the joy one had... how can one bid farewell to the feelings one shared... how can one shut her/his eyes towards the fun one made! And to top it all the scariest of all is what if I'm not missed by anyone... as such itself I was never important to anyone... or at least no one made me fell like one. What if I'm just washed away from all their minds and conscience? What in the world will I do without all these nice and choicest of people that I admired and considered as closest of friends (despite of the fact that I might not have been the one for them!) What will then happen to this abandoned soul of mine?
All in all the complete situations is nothing but a some kind of nuisance that goes in ones inner self. To overcome it is the victory and then only will the Land of Nostalgia leave you and be lost in happiness ever after.
