Time goes, you say? Ah no!Alas, Time stays, we go.
~Henry Austin Dobson
Its time for us to leave! As I sit down to write about my take on ICAS everything comes flashing back, from the day I reached Manipal till this . It seems it just a month ago when it all started but it has been almost one and a half years in ICAS. These were probably some of the best years of my life as ICAS has taught me a lot- hard work, struggle, failure, success, relationships and many other things which are better not disclosed.It has been a wonderful experience and I wish all of it just never ended. ICAS for me is all about the Ba*c*o*I, its about those pointless discussions in the rooms of 12th block, it’s about exploring places near manipal, it’s about having parties al blues and going blank by the end of it, its about fighting against a particular decision in penthouse cricket, having eating competitions, playing and enjoying, about the numerous trips on weekends (Kerala and goa were the best of all) , its about struggling to clear a subject and then working hard to ace it, its about arguing and fighting on a pointless topic, its about that GREEN bench at end point cricket field where introspection took place, its about late night dinners and house parties, its about those sleep inducing lectures, its about the sleepless nights before an exam(especially end sems),its about those shitty polictics between batchmates( a regret we weren’t united as we should have been ), its about struggling to handle things in life and seeking help of close friends, its about the bike rides, those movies at adlabs, its about finally having an ICAS sweatshirt and about the 1000 of pictures that help me live it all over again, its all about pleasure and memories which are etched in our heart forever and ever.
You must have been warned against letting the golden hours slip by; but some of them are golden only because we let them slip by.
~James Matthew Barrie
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