Kavya
passionné
résistant
idéaliste

Eternity is only moments away...

It is only 49 days now, until this semester of school ends. Our very last semester of high school, the environment where we have spent the past four (maybe less for me) years in.

This final period of stais, of going nowhere, with a destination in mind, of biding our time until someone, somewhere, somehow comes and saves us from the torture of the overwhelming will to procrastinate and simply stop caring truly weighs heavily on us. The opportunity that beckons us is alluring, the white light at the end of the dark tunnel that we have been searching for all our lives. Yet, as we look at this light, there is still a small part of our hearts, of perhaps our souls, that has grown so accoustomed to the darkness that the light that we have been longing for has lost some of its allure. It is the irony of life itself : that which we do not have is always what attracts us. The pleasure of persuit is more than that of attainment, and now that this persuit is comming to an end, our hearts wish to linger a few more moments, to remenice, to wash ourselves in the sea of memories that we have created. The feeling is rather surreal - like a photograph that traps a moment in time for eternity, this period between now and college serves as a cage for time itself, perhaps not enough for eternity, but strong enough to last us a few months...a few days, a few moments, a few instances of happiness that will forever, again, remain engrained in us.

We will find new persuits to occupy us this fall.We will scatter, like a jar of marbles dropped to the ground, shards of glass that have wounded some of us missing others. We will heal from our losses, and find gain in our experiences. But right now, as we await the distruction of the mosaic we make together, when every single unique tile will be picked apart and flung across the country, we must ensure that we cherish these moments of togetherness. The future awaits us, and we know that we must reach for that light - it is inevitable that we shall be torn apart.

Yet our relationships, our friendships, our love for one another shall never seize, and this will keep us together even as those tiles find places in other mosaics, as those marbles are put into other jars. We shall prevail, if only because of the tiny moments of effort we put into keeping in touch - a word of greeting, of news, of congratulations- it is these words that will keep us together.

So today, in this age of stasis that we have entered, with exams around the corner and an overwhelming need to simply break free of the prison school has become, we must keep these months in perspective. We must revel in the memories of the past, and create new memories that will last us a lifetime. We must feel the spirit of our lives so far for the very last time before we are cast out into our new worlds, and we must end this era with the joy and abandon that we have shared so far. After all, in loosing what we know now, we may very well find ourselves.