Returning

It is really bugging to be back at a place where I had spent quite some happy time….. still fresh in memory.
…the memory of a time well spent…a time where a beautiful relationship blossomed…the memory which will be always special…
It is Kapila I’m taking about…an IPC kinds in my campus
Now when seeing the place once occupied by us (my team) being occupied by some body else….who just walk through the space oblivious of the memory it holds for me….with just no respect for the place which is held in high esteem by me…a place where it was all fun and work being spoilt by laziness and lethargy…the place that taught me so much being mis-used for chatting and sleeping and giggling…the artifacts once revered by me, and which holds a deep running connection with the people associated with, being spoilt by some one else…it pains…
I’m just not coming to terms with it.
Now if I come to think of it, this is how I may feel when I go back to the BITS…I don’t think I want to go back and see the things that I once enjoyed being populated and enjoyed by some body else…
I’m satisfied with just the memory…