My last day in college, completing the five-year BALLB program, was a mix of emotions. As I walked through the campus, memories of lectures, moot court competitions, and late-night study sessions flooded my mind. My friends and I gathered for one last time, sharing stories and laughter, knowing this chapter was ending. The final farewell from our professors was heartfelt, filled with words of wisdom and encouragement. Leaving the campus, I felt a blend of nostalgia and excitement, ready to embark on the next journey, carrying with me the knowledge and experiences of the past five years.
Nowgong Law College (NLC)
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My Friends :- Nirup Jyoti Das, Mridul Borah, Rajib Ahamed, Rajib Alom, Rafiul Hassan, Nakib Ullah, Bidhan Roy , Sadia Samia,Nasima Anwar,Fahima Begum Talukdar,Rafiya Aktar,Sultana Khatun,Iliza Begum,Sheikh Salman,Sunali Begum,Abdul Noor,Kasturi Bordoloi Hukai,Deepannita Kalita,Nitumoni Bordoloi,Ritisha Das,Aradhana Borkakati,Shamima Yashmin,Jerifa Ahmed,Bhagyashree Borah,Disha Baruah,Diksha Saikia,Deep Jyoti Kakoti,Diten Hanse,Mohsin Akhter Chowdhary,Deep Kumar Patar,Nidhi Kaur,Sabika Roseleen Bhuyan,Shoaib Zaman,Mahfuj Ahmed,Parishmita Bora,Arzumand Hussain,Mahmuda Azad,Prerona Bora,Tamzid Alam Rahman,Nusrath Asrofi, Pampa Choudhury,Moriyam Sahiba Rahman,Suhana Parvin,Morjina Begum,Dipankar Deka,Krishna Priya Das,Jahir Shah Fakir,Muzaheed Mohammad,Abu Sufian ,Mridupaban Das,Bibekananda Roy.
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The sun rose on my last day of college, marking the end of an unforgettable five-year journey in the BALLB program. The campus, which had become a second home, felt different that day—imbued with a sense of finality and nostalgia. I started my morning with a slow walk through the familiar paths, each corner holding a memory: the library where countless hours were spent, the moot court where I faced my first real legal challenge, and the cafeteria where friendships were forged over endless cups of coffee.
Our final class was more of a gathering than a lecture. Professors shared their reflections, offering wisdom that went beyond textbooks. They spoke of resilience, ethics, and the importance of fighting for justice, reinforcing the values we had been taught. It was a poignant moment, realizing that these mentors who had guided us were now sending us off into the real world.
After the class, my friends and I decided to relive some of our favorite memories. We took a group photo under the old oak tree, a tradition for every graduating batch. As we laughed and reminisced, the reality of parting ways began to sink in. We had shared so much over the years—successes and failures, joys and sorrows. The bonds we formed felt unbreakable, yet we knew that life would take us in different directions.
The evening was reserved for our farewell party, organized by the juniors. The auditorium was decorated with banners and balloons, a mix of celebration and goodbyes. We danced, sang, and made promises to stay in touch, even though we knew that maintaining connections would be a challenge amidst our new responsibilities.
As the night drew to a close, I found myself on the rooftop of the main building, looking out over the campus. The city lights twinkled in the distance, symbolizing the future that awaited us. I felt a mix of emotions—sadness for what I was leaving behind, gratitude for the experiences, and excitement for the journey ahead.
Walking back to my dorm for the last time, I took one final look around, absorbing the essence of the place that had shaped me. With a deep breath, I closed the door on my college life, ready to step into the world as a lawyer, carrying with me the lessons and memories of the past five years.

