For me the graduation day was not only the parade with black gown but a day to call off the connection with my second home, the place produced thousand pictures of joy, sorrow, ecstasies. It does not happen instantly, rather you wait for the day to come. The night you go early to bed making sure all your preparations are in place. You double check every details - even the color of your tie. You wake up in a festive mood. Take a shower, pull on your suit, tie your tie, apply gel on your hair and start putting the over sized gown that never comforted you. But today it's different; even the scary looking gown seems gorgeous to you. You start walking the corridor with your chin up. Family usually come by this time, get in to their seats waiting for their loved ones being graduated. The moment you move your mortarboard tassel, you know that is it. Then you go for endless photo shoot with your friends, the surrounding which just while ago was silent like grave now buzzing with laughter. Your mother insists for a magic snap to put it on her wall. Ok after all, you got it right, all your effort paid off, Now? You go back to your room and then suddenly situation changes. You start feeling bad for every inch of the place once you hated like hell. Your mind rewinds all the past memories. You feel now there is a big cruel world waiting for you, you don't know what it would turn out to be. You shake hands with room mates and pick the taxi full of your belongings to a new destination, to an uncertain journey. Your dream day does not turn out that dreamy anymore. My situation was almost same but I managed to stay couple of more days to linger the heat. It was like leaving your family going to a war where you would never win.
I don't know whether it happens to everyone or not but when a student gets into her Undergraduation, to me, she eyes to this auspicious day of completing her graduation - the commencement day. Fulfilling the dream she dreamed for many years, the experience she gathered in these years being a Sophomore and Senior, all come to an end. Life starts to shape in a different pattern, with a bigger picture. Study debt ofcourse one of the parts of this process, which certainly is worth it. For me the graduation day was not only the parade with black gown but a day to call off the connection with my second home, the place produced thousand pictures of joy, sorrow, ecstasies. It does not happen instantly, rather you wait for the day to come. The night you go early to bed making sure all your preparations are in place. You double check every details - even the color of your tie. You wake up in a festive mood. Take a shower, pull on your suit, tie your tie, apply gel on your hair and start putting the over sized gown that never comforted you. But today it's different; even the scary looking gown seems gorgeous to you. You start walking the corridor with your chin up. Family usually come by this time, get in to their seats waiting for their loved ones being graduated. The moment you move your mortarboard tassel, you know that is it. Then you go for endless photo shoot with your friends, the surrounding which just while ago was silent like grave now buzzing with laughter. Your mother insists for a magic snap to put it on her wall. Ok after all, you got it right, all your effort paid off, Now? You go back to your room and then suddenly situation changes. You start feeling bad for every inch of the place once you hated like hell. Your mind rewinds all the past memories. You feel now there is a big cruel world waiting for you, you don't know what it would turn out to be. You shake hands with room mates and pick the taxi full of your belongings to a new destination, to an uncertain journey. Your dream day does not turn out that dreamy anymore. My situation was almost same but I managed to stay couple of more days to linger the heat. It was like leaving your family going to a war where you would never win.
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