Edition 50

Moments
- Zara Khan, Student Head, 2019-20
“It is the oldest story in the
world. One day you’re seventeen
and planning for someday. And
then quietly and without you
ever really noticing, someday
is today, and then today is
yesterday.”
Ever since I came across this
quote, I’ve wondered about
the ephemeral sense of being.
Someday, today, and yesterday
are just moments which pass
by leaving behind a fortuitous
impression. These feelings of
joy, gloom, anxiety, pride, or
even dismay linger for a while,
testing us, maybe even looking
after us, and then disappear. No
matter the efforts we put in to
keep some of them forever or
the prayers we say, the changes
never come to an end.
I too have felt the bittersweet
sentiment of being a passenger
in this journey of moments,
probably the most during the
four years of the beautiful but
tumultuous journey through
DTU. The eighteen-year-old
me who was looking forward
to college life often wondered
what it would be like at the end
of the road. At this juncture, I
would like to go back and tell her
to stop worrying, to start living
in the present, and to let the
moments weave their magic.
Didn’t we all get our fair share of
magical moments?
From the adventurous first
month when we used to
collectively get lost in the
campus to the final semester
which was majorly spent at
home owing to a pandemic.
From the samosas in MechC to
finding a car to go to Uncle’s.
From cussing over low marks in
tests to sobbing on the final day
of the last Engifest. From using
society meetings to bunk classes
to giving juniors unsolicited
gyaan. From planning funds to
host a party in GTB to planning
for the future. From crying at the
TnP on rejections to voluntarily
jumping in the fountain on that
one fateful Placement Day.
Lastly, from reading a 32 page
DTU Times edition to perusing
the 56 pages of the special 50 th
edition.
The mind slowed down
once again, as if it needed a
photograph of the recollections.
There is, indeed, an immense
amount of grief in leaving a
much-loved place, where fond
memories grew as fast as
clover in the grass. While the
bygone moments will stay in the
backdrop timelessly as if they
are almost alive, but for now, it
is our time to depart, to make
the changes, and to tread on our
chosen journeys.
“Four years of engineering
will pass by in a jiffy, but the
memories we are going to make
will surely last a lifetime.”
(The Experience of a Fresher,
Zara Khan, 1 st Year PSCT, DTU
Times, Edition 36)
P.S. I had no idea back then
that my first ever piece of
writing for DTU Times would be
foreshadowing the end.
DTU TIMES | February 2020- May 2020 | 26