Words have faded, voices echo...painted shadows hold me below..

I thought of posting a nice goodbye note, but nothing literary seems to be forming in this head of mine.

Two years of knowing you all and I can proudly say those were the best two years I have lived. Everyday, from the first to not knowing anyone (except a few, but I hardly knew them then!) and until now to almost knowing everyone, its an imprint that will never leave - Naveen anna's humour (which actually makes me laugh), Raju Bhai's lovely voice and support as a great friend and fellow musician, Hunk Bhai and his cracks in class that made Rupa Shankar wonder what was so funny, RJ's wonderful smile and mind, Jim's great writing skill and friend and fellow explorer, Avinash and his short stint as official band photographer and his foray into poetry, Arun (how can I forget him) our very own mechanic das and his love for the net and stunningly firm religious beliefs, Abinash and his quick brain, Ankit and his "love" for Dominick Sir's class, Haimantha (who in the whole wild world can forget him?) and his jokes and quizes, Ipsita - the silent one - and her love for english, Joydeep - our underworld don - always ready to disect, Kris macha - always rocking, Maseera and her music and voice and huge heart, Nandan and -of course- the football, Niveditha - can count on her to know anything, Raghu..halli macha and his abstract philosophy always worth a laugh or think, Shruthi and her very quick mind and quick humour, Siddharth and his 101 ways to maipulate his way through a practical exam, Uday and his super brain and commitment and strong self-belief and confidence balanced by good humour, Venkat and his commitment and light heartedness that made me wonder if I'm human many times....

So much more, so less words..

All the best,
God Bless!
varun