Yet Another Year not to Forget.

         Counting the days is not easy. It must be the most difficult task. I don’t know about others but, it is in my case. What if the days go fast and you so-called forgot to count them even for the better remembrance. It must be a greater tragedy than the former one. The best days are rarely counted.

        There must be only a few moments and times that are forgotten to count. Like in my case the great times spent with my dear friends, the loved ones, etc. they are rarely counted as we always remain busy enjoying the moments.

Though most of us missing. Great class pic.

        Now there must be a confusion to the readers what am I writing this all about. I would no longer go round and round the corner and would come to the point. It is again all about the time and those great moments I have spent with my dear friends and teachers at St. Xavier's college in the past two years. Time flies so fast. The toe that I almost broke
on bumping the multimedia room door on the orientation day still seems to ache but the time has really has passed so soon. Those hectic schedules of the 1^st year course seem to go so soon. Those all fun during the 2^nd year went so cruelly fast from us.

         I actually was not supposed to compare my years in this writing but I am compelling myself to say the 2^nd year, the better one. It must be an overall better to all my dear friends too. Much of the activities have been enjoyed so far this very year. From the winter vacation tour to the social camp at Rishing are the most memorable times to all of us, I bet. And how can I forget that most unplanned and the most adventurous trip to Bhotechaur, the remembrance of the day still makes me feel proud of us? How we survived the day back to our home must be fresh always in our hearts and memories.

Our tour group

         I cannot forget to mention our dear teachers Abishek sir and Manish Thapaliya sir for their cooperation, support, and friendly behavior during our events so far. The guardian nature of Abishek sir would never be forgotten during our tour. Manish sir was fabulous during the social camp days. Both more friendly and both made great guardians to all of us.

Social camp

        The fun of the tour is compelled to mention less in this writing as we very lesser than expected were present but I would mention it as one of the greatest experiences we all had with us.

         The social camp event takes lesser, even if I would mention all the greatest words that would ever stake my mind at any time. The social camp had a fullness in itself. I would like to mention it as the best-organized event that we all had made successful. All our efforts were great. The feeling of social work must have been really fulfilled at the event. It all worked so well and enjoyed so well. Still, the memories of the village the care of the villagers, and the environment we got is incomparable.

Social camp game moments

         Now about the Bhotechaur tea garden trip, how can I forget to write about it. The most unplanned adventure yet a great experience. Neither of us known about the exact distance, location, and time to reach there, that tiresome walk down the hill, those fun times, and of course the fear of not reaching home. It feels adventurous still remembering the day. The ride on the tipper back to Sakhu. oho, how tiresome day. I personally had used 16 vehicles to reach home on the day. How hectic and how adventurous.

Bhotechaur Tea Garden

          Rather than writing about the fun times, the class days were not less enjoyable. Had better class jokes and class times than ever in the days of 2^nd year. Those great laughs, those great talkative classes that have awarded us as the most talkative batch in history seem really awkward to know. Yet the great times never stopped to roll.

           Finally, I would like to talk about today Shrawan 1^st 2071, of course, the 2^nd anniversary on our college days. The 2^nd year at college and the day we got the news that tomorrow will be our last formal class in St. Xavier's college. We all seemed to shout with joy, but I bet we all felt something bad in us hearing the news. The last day means the last day with those wonderful friends and the formal farewell to our great times together in class. The feeling is still ticking at my heart at this moment.

       Not adding more length to this writing I would wind up.

And of course ‘ Happy Anniversary’ my dear friends.

Best of luck with everything. That precious moment will never and never be forgotten.