Flash Back

The other day ,while I waited for my bus at my stop,ready to face another hectic (probability of it not being a hectic one was minuscule) day at office,something happened that almost distracted me for the whole day.
I was tapping my toes to the music that swam into my ears through my ipod, my mind raced through a whooshing memory path starting from my home in Durgapur,my first day at office,my mom trying to hide her tears as she left me in Bhubaneshwar and even about my to-do tasks at office.Suddenly a cacophony of giggles and gossips made my mind come to a screeching halt.
They were a group of young guys from college,(my bus stop is in front of a engineering college)who seemed to have bunked their morning class.As they enjoyed the cool breeze outside and discussed about their feat of bunking the class of some well known strict professor,I failed to keep myself from staring at them.They appeared to me as a bundle of joy... few frivolous,indecisive minds free from the stress,responsibility and corruption of professional world.I felt so very jealous of them.
I suddenly wanted to go back to those golden years again !!I started craving for the days when I could just keep on reading a novel lying on my hostel bed without having to think twice....I was awefully taken aback by the tremendous change in my life that had swept in after I joined my job!Why was I here wasting my life...was the question I kept asking myself again and again....
The whole day after that was like a flash back to me.On every free moment, my mind would again race back to my college days.I thought about all the sweet and bitter memories of those days.....even the bitter ones brought a smile in my lips....
I thought about my "ragging period",when we were asked by our seniors to go to college in two pigtails with oil in our hair and with a tricolor dressing style....
I reminisced about our cultural fest "Recstacy" where we enjoyed to our limits till 1 AM at night without thinking about the consequences ....
I remembered how Soumen and I used to spend all evenings after college together just sitting or roaming about in our favourite "City Centre" sipping coffee and talking....
All of these and many others really made me feel alone and depressed even in the hustle and bustle of professional Bangalore life.My heart ached to get back those days.My mind wanted to run away from here.Every thing seemed so irrelevant,so insignificant to the huge loss which I had just realized...that I had lost the best days of my life and I knew I would never ever be able to relive those days even if I sacrificed everything in my life...
Somehow tears overcame me,I rushed to the restroom.....I washed my face,drank a glass of water.Something reminded me of the old saying that whatever God does,he does it for our good.That made me feel emotionally stronger and I decided to return to face the shackles of the harsh reality pledging to try to make it less harsh from then!!