A time for every purpose under heaven

This is one of my last posts as a student in IIT Bombay as we near the time when we shall graduate. Its a bittersweet time this. Each hostel has a valedictory function( that we call valfi in short) these days. It is then that we realize or are forced to acknowledge that the time for us has come to an end. We celebrate this function with an amount of spice added as friends try to embellish, exaggerate facts and embarass their friends before paying a tribute and wishing them farewell. This is the (in)famous and dreaded - if you have done something naughty (because things have a way of turning up exactly as you wouldnt have wanted them to) profile reading.

At the end of each of these readings, the person (whose caricature the profile has been) is given a chance to speak. To really say all that needed to be said and was asking to be, but wasn't because of various reasons. All is forgiven on this night as most of us get drunk and share memories,this is when many tears are shed, a night to remember it certainly is.

Here's a short video of the memories we shall cherish and here is one made by our juniors.
Signing off with a nod to dixi for singing these lines after his profile was read.

This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end

Of our elaborate plans, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
No safety or surprise, the end
I’ll never look into your eyes...again

Can you picture what will be
So limitless and free
Desperately in need...of some...stranger’s hand
In a...desperate land

Lost in a roman...wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane
All the children are insane
Waiting for the summer rain, yeah

There’s danger on the edge of town
Ride the king’s highway, baby
Weird scenes inside the gold mine
Ride the highway west, baby

Ride the snake, ride the snake
To the lake, the ancient lake, baby
The snake is long, seven miles
Ride the snake...he’s old, and his skin is cold

The west is the best
The west is the best
Get here, and we’ll do the rest

The blue bus is callin’ us
The blue bus is callin’ us
Driver, where you taken’ us

The killer awoke before dawn, he put his boots on
He took a face from the ancient gallery
And he walked on down the hall
He went into the room where his sister lived, and...then he
Paid a visit to his brother, and then he
He walked on down the hall, and
And he came to a door...and he looked inside
Father, yes son, I want to kill you
Mother...i want to...fuck you

C’mon baby, take a chance with us
C’mon baby, take a chance with us
C’mon baby, take a chance with us
And meet me at the back of the blue bus
Doin’ a blue rock
On a blue bus
Doin’ a blue rock
C’mon, yeah

Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill

This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end

It hurts to set you free
But you’ll never follow me
The end of laughter and soft lies
The end of nights we tried to die

This is the end

-The Doors