Alma mater

I have always been lucky to be the best places to study even though i am not that a topper in the classes....this happened when i made my revolutionary decision of taking literature as my subject for graduation.but i realized sooner that its the most appropriate decision that i ever made in my life.
ivanios has always been a dream for me.a place where i just dreamed to be and never thought would be a part of...but then the day came when i finally got admission there after all the melodrama of getting and losing it ....its has been my another resolution to study only in merit seat which was also fulfilled.....three years of living in the dream...its now a golden time that i crave to get back..alas!!why cant the time just go rewind as its in the films......
after getting into another prestigious institution for my post graduation,i could meet my teachers after a long period of 3 months.....it has always been a sad thought in me that i was never able to find out time and go there and be in my evergreen days of fun....but then when our classmates who went to Hyderabad cam for their vacation, we finally found time to go there....i found one of our classmates waiting for us at the gate...the moment i found her ...it was ..i dont know how to express that feeling ...to get your long lost treasure back....
we walked all through the road that leads to our department.....it was all changed....it seemed to me like a very old tharavadu has been renovated to an ultra modern mansion.
we walked through every corner of our college.....met many teachers whom we love sometimes more that our parents....spend time sitting at the canteen ...sharing the canteen lunch which is as always untearable parotta...and the rice....but it tasted so delicious......all the god old days were brought to us...the free hours that were spent chattering ,fighting laughing crying ....all under the old "punna maram"...our "pancharamukku".....which now is almost deserted....
my heart leaped to be there the whole day....have all my friends around me....and just my dream to be true once again for at least a second..............we walked down the steps which wont call us back to the old classrooms,the old library,the old department and the old pancharamukku.........
but...its always a truth...time which went is went....nothing can bring back the moments that are lost.....no matter where i go what i do although my life the dream that i lived would be the most treasured handful of memories......my memories of the Alma mater....