Dear Cotton, I hope you are doing well amidst all the curses and defamation you
I hope you are doing well amidst all the curses and defamation you have been receiving for the past 3 years. I was never really into you tbh. Being honest with you, I never really had any grudges for you. I just wanted a compact world of a private school to get into some decent colleges for my future studies. I never really had any excitement about the Tag which you give to your students. It was just a dream of my father to see both daughters in your arms. His elder one was a part of you once around 2009 and surprisingly his younger one too became a part of You!
It was the 17th of June 2017 (10:23 A.M) when I first entered your premises. KBR (Kalaguru Bishnu Rabha Hall, Cotton University) it was! Thousands of students sprung into KBR. And among those, I didn't know that I was about to be a part of you within the next two hours. I belong to the 4th generation of my family who got an opportunity to be a part of you Cotton.
Unlike most of my classmates who have had a lot of hostel and election memories, I don't have much to cherish about but the days I've spent with you in front of MCB building (Manik Chandra Barooah Administrative Building), with my friends, professors and my lovely seniors they're priceless and trust me Cotton I would treasure them forever. MCB has a special place in my heart. Not only it has seen my insanity with my forever unhinged friends but it has also witnessed the union of two fat souls ( the first time when I met Mr.BS (24 Aug 2017) ).
BKB classes were unknown to most of my classmates especially for those who didn't have History & Geography. Whenever any HS student ( except for the geography learners) enters the BKB building, it makes them feel proud of getting an opportunity to attend at least one class in that building.
SKB Library (Dr Surya Kumar Bhuyan Library, Cotton University) was an escape from all the boring and sunny day classes. Not only it saw the stories of love at first sight, but it also saw thousands of gup-shup in its reading room. Ahh! Those Air Conditioner Days!
You may not produce state rank holders anymore but Cotton you have produced some beautiful souls, beautiful poets, beautiful artists and most importantly you have given all of us a reason to stand and face various challenges of our lives. Your shade is a blessing to me and to all of us who was or is a part of you today. Special appreciation to all of my classmates who were with me in cotton throughout this journey of two years. Rejoice, fellas! Once a Cottonian is always a Cottonian! Don't you ever forget that!
As I am about to leave you and Guwahati this month, I would like to thank you for everything you've given to us. You've seen our laughs, tears, giggles, love, hatred and what not but you still accepted us as a part of your family. Its the time for me and most of us to leave you but we promise that we won't let you down. We will keep on enriching your name Cotton! We are all truly and madly in love with you. How lucky we all are to have achieved something that makes us saying goodbye so difficult.
HS Batch 17-19, ARTS