Down the Memory Lane - II

The Fest That Was

This saturday, I was looking at photos of Nitin's college days, with his cousin Varun. It brought back images of my own days in college, particularly those of the college fest that we organized in our final year. A number of pictures rushed through in my mind, and I was overcome with a feeling of nostalgia. I wonder at the way the mind works - the memory is no longer a movie-like continuous chain of events, but more of a slide show of pictures, like shuffling through old photos stored in a box. And a few days later, when I am writing this, trying to recall those images, they are gone - I just have a recollection that I had some recollections the other day. Nostaligia, though faded, is still there. When I try to think back, I get kind of overwhelmed. There were the things that we did, like many us cramped in the small SAC room worked for days on end, preparing the 3-D stage backdrop and thermocol logos of the sponsors. And then there was the feeling - of enthusiasm, of ownership, of camaraderie - to make the event a thing to remember for years. That feeling is what I remember with greatest fondness when I think of those days. I guess one of these days I'll drive myself to organize my memories and thoughts, and write a coherent account of the memorable fest that "we" organized.

Some time ago, I finally scanned the pic of the stage backdrop we built. And so, 12 years after writing the original post, I am adding this pic :)