Those last benches got full before the first ones and if you're late, you have to sit on the first bench , so much nearer to professor and no sleep! Literally NO SLEEP. But college means Friends and Friends tend to save a place on the last bench. There was no need to pass through the whole class as the door was right behind the last bench, but if anyone was late , we loved to turn our heads in 180 degree to make fun of those always-late-friends who shouted from no where : "May I come in?" just to attract the attention of whole class and then laughter and giggling for the whole lecture!
The classroom had seen students come and go, with empty bags to bag full of laptops and assignments. A group of students to the couples sitting there hand in hand. The classroom was a seductive bed for afternoon naps during boring lectures, it had kept all the secrets while gossiping about fellow students. The classroom which always made students occupied in some activity other than studying.
Classroom that had the history of students come and go, share their laughter with walls and tears with benches under the bag. Just few days passed and the batch is gone, few more days and the next generation will come and park their asses in that empty classroom, just few days and these benches will miss those friends and lovers who had sat there and have crafted their names on it. Few days and these benches will miss all those dishes which we had shared with it from wafer to water and from cake to cola!! Few days and these benches will miss the footprint of those vella boys and the gossips that we girls are used to do!! Few days and these benches will miss the sleeping US in boring lecture, our ass prints that we had shared sitting there for hours and hours!
"I'm gonna miss you my cubicle"
-Kemil Ghoghari
