The mystery of life…
(This short piece, I wrote in my diary on October 29)
On September 29, I went back to the university after
three years. It was once again beginning of my student life. The university
campus is well known to me as I have already studied here. But after three
years, everything seemed to be new to me. I looked for some familiar faces. But
alas! All I could recognize was the receptionist of our university. I went to
the auditorium for the orientation program. I sat there quietly. The hour-long
program seemed to be never ending. At the end of the program, we were taken to
our respective class room. I went to the class room silently and
occupied a place in the middle of the class room. Then came a boy and sat next
to me. We exchanged a few words. The professor came and gave an introduction on
the course. When the bell rang, I said
goodbye to the boy who sat next to me and came back to my residence quietly.
Today is October 29. Exactly one month passed that we
began our classes. We had a daylong seminar in the department. At the end of
the seminar, we decided to spend some relaxed time together. Oh, I forget to
mention that by now we became friends. We know each other's names and little
bit of background. We went to the three fountains (in Rome) and had ice-cream. We
had a lot of fun together. But today we could not leave quietly. We said good
bye to each other.
As I was walking back to my residence, many thoughts were
coming to my mind. Just a month ago, we were unknown to each other. Now we
became part of each other’s life. What a mystery of life! Life is such short.
It is better to enjoy every single moment. It is better to get involved in
other's life and get enriched our life. After all life is a celebration. It
depends on each one of us of how we take part in this celebration…
