Nostalgia at Campus - Where Memories Still Live

🌿 Where Memory Still Walks

Some places never really fade — they live quietly in us, long after we’ve left their presence behind.

There are places that never truly let me go — places that linger softly in my memory long after I have packed my books and walked away. For me, University of North Sumatra or abbreviated as USU, will always be one of those places.

USU was more than a campus — it was once a home of my valuable growth, the beginning of my potential discovery. USU is not just a building, it is a living collection of moments, laughter, blues, and fights. Every corridor holds a fragment of who I used to be.

After five years left the place that once held strong attachment to me, I still feel the same way about it — deep and emotional by anchoring myself in a moment of nature.

I can still hear the sounds of campus mornings and afternoon. The chatting between friends, sometimes laughs. A remembrance of happiness tears once professor approved my thesis, and I could not mention how important living there as an economic student.

My heart will always remember what it felt being there for a thousand four hundred and sixty days.

There is a corner of the campus lives quietly within. That place holds a huge meaning to me, still my favourite place, so far. I used to go there. Sat for a moment, remembering my college days. Memories played one by one till dusk. Even if sun has left. Even if day turns into dark. This beautiful memories will remain there in the symphony.

That place has became a quiet corner to express myself genuinely. Sometimes, by just being there had relaxed this busy mind. That special place, that holds a significant impact towards me, is the campus library park.

There are thousands lotuses decorated the library park, with love-shaped pond in the middle, enhance the beauty of the surrounding. As the picture above, you can feel the joy of being there, especially with headphone on.

This place was the only place where I wrote many personal journals and poetries. Maybe it was the place for a turning point, an AHA moment in my day-to-day live at campus.

By the way, library there was more than thousands bookshelves to me. It was my escape. I found my inner peace by sitting alone in the edge corner with lots of reflective books beside.

"While waiting for another class, I allowed myself read some mags and newspapers. Some officers already noticed my coming, whenever I wanted to visit my lovely library."

Now, when I visit the campus, it still feels familiar, the energy has not transformed. Those years were real, that they mattered, and that they shaped the person I have become today. I didn’t realize how much those small details would someday mean everything.

USU remains in my heart — not as a chapter closed, but as a window that still opens widely. Ready to be seen. To be checked in — whenever I want to flash back upon undergraduate echoes.

This moment reminds me that every ending is just another kind of beginning, like one of the latest journals here: UNFOLDING ME #3: WHY GOODBYE FEELS LIKE BEGINNING (WAKE ME UP WHEN SEPTEMBER ENDS)

USU was more than a place to study — it was a place that shaped who I am, today. There are no words could ever describe my feeling to it, but let me say:

"thank you for being there, for guiding me towards something greater far beyond my wildest imagination. You'll always remain beautiful, untouchable, deep in my soul. Whenever I come back again in this country, you, yes you, will be the only one spot I would return to, more and more."

Until next time.




✍️ About the Author

Anisa Reddy is the voice behind Anisa Reddy Journal, where she writes about the quiet beauty of everyday life called "everyday whimsy". A former journalist, she shares reflections as personal memoirs.

Her works often explores themes across self-care, personal growth, and life’s journey. Through her work, she invites readers to pause, reflect, and remember — inspiring people towards happier, healthier living.