So after a day long affair, we graduated. Hooting, whistling, clapping, throwing shawls in the air, screaming (Not us. We were a very well behaved bunch) and finally the degrees came our way. I thought I would be thrilled beyond words but I'm not. I'm in my mixed feelings zone. I'm not going to visit the city for a long time to come. Strangely, I seem to be forgetting a lot of things that were once happy memories. My head is still buzzing all the time. I don't know when I'll see my batchmates again. I don't know what the future holds in store for me.

I'm going to switch off for a while. Maybe a little holiday (starting tomorrow) will wipe the haziness away.

Detachment. I want. Now.