TMC... The changes this place brought to us... How did the apprehension we felt on our first visit here, transform into unbreakable bonds, inseperable friendships. While awing at the sights our forerunners showed us, while walking the road they paved, when did it start to feel like this place was ours too... None of these revelations were sudden... Maybe, we got used to us... The revelations, that this place won't fall silent, that no questions exist that an exchange in the Central Garden can't answer, that no walls are longer than the ones we build when we stand together, that no distance is far enough that our voices in unison can't be heard, that no peaks exist that we haven't scaled when we roar 'T M C !', together... We changed, faces, values, silences, leadership... We, from all walks of life, came together... We found love in the Eden garden. Joked around at Ithal. Cheered and booed for our team. Dozed off in lectures. Pleaded with professors for attendance. Panicked as exams drew near. Stole looks in the exam hall. Toiled in the long haul of House surgency. Wasn't all this just yesterday? Wish I could begin again... As we depart, with gleaming faces and bright smiles, we foresake nothing. As we visit this place each time, the Portico, standing in all her glory, will welcome us. And she may ask, " Won't these memories wane? " "No... For here, we didn't just learn. We lived."
TMC is a spirit... to almost everyone who walks its corridors ... and we did that for 5 years.. but yet that would become a memory... an unforgettable one though.. Another TMCian i am .. like u..
