I’ll miss this place

“We do not remember days, we remember moments”

This one is rather personal. I am about to leave my job, the job of an assistant professor and psychological counselor at a renowned institution. I honestly haven’t had the feeling of leaving the place. I mean, if it is our own decision to leave and we get good enough time to prepare, then why would I feel a sense of grief? Yes, I do know I will miss the place, the people, the experiences and cherish the memories forever. 

I will miss my first day of interview, where I was told to teach a group of experienced teachers, then I got the experience of my first lecture with 60+ students, my first lunch with all faculty members and me being super shy and the youngest, my interaction with seniors and working for longer hours in the first month itself. I remember my first salary cheque and sharing the joy with everyone like a kid, exam duty with utter confusion and then, a sudden announcement of a break from the place for a month. 

And when I came back, I did not know, I will have an eye contact that will be remembered for all my life. A new beginning with new people, new students and then more responsibilities. I genuinely did have a good time and made a best friend for life, an older brother, a sister, a motherly figure, a shopping partner and a young learner and my absolutely adorable yet notorious students. It felt weird calling them children considering I am barely 3-4 years older than them but it felt genuine. Some called me elder sister and some even their bro. The memorable classes, interactions, corridor conversations, me calling them out and messing with them, canteen meetups, counselling sessions, a little strict classes, exam invigilation and sometimes me being a little loud and assertive, even though I hated it. 

I will absolutely miss this place and cherish the memories for life.