Delhi..

The intensity of writing blogs has worn down all of a sudden. A lot has happened since I wrote the last time. Sachin (meri jaan) reached yet another milestone. Class banda hai yaar because the number of critics of this genius has risen and I get to interact with a critic very often but the maestro’s performance is still upto the mark. Jitna bhi samjhaao people fail to understand. Came back to delhi on 22^nd. 3 days classes bunk karke..Dilli se itna pyar karta hoon but jab aaya toh almost everything is d same n Mumbai seems to be charming. One friend of mine told me once that mujhe every alternate item se pyar hai. Maybe ye word itna favourite ho gaya hai. But I always remember almost every small conversation n these moments build memories which I cherish for a long time. Met NSIT friends in d weekend n anupreet ko toh weekday mein bhi mila tha. Banda hi itna stud hai ki sabke liye time hai uske paas. Really missed him in Mumbai n these few hours have been a pleasure. Reliving those old days n times of “thass.” College bhi gaya tha n got goosebumps when I entered d campus but jab admin mein kaam karaana tha toh sab normal ho gaya. Was waiting for my chat-mate to reach Delhi n mila bhi in d weekend n was happy n content to find the cheerfulness n exuberance intact. Delhi aane ki trip was amazing..travelled by train after dunno how many years. Liked the experience. 2 college girls bhi thi to talk to if getting bored but woh khud hi laptop mein itni engrossed thi as if we were the dullest guys on earth. Rohan se nahin mila yet because he is away n that’s what I badly miss. Ek toh banda senti aur kar deta hai. Delhi aaya nahi ki call karke past moments yaad kara raha tha. But hope to meet him soon.. rather Christmas now. Arun n Omesh se bhi nahin mila for quite a while now n will meet them on Christmas I think. Weight loss kaafi ho gaya hai I believe..many have been talking about this in this trip but Delhi ki kuch dishes hain which I badly missed. Got to relive those moments n add to that the company of near n dear ones n the experience is fun n worth remembering. 1 roomie of mine scrapped me that mera lifestyle toh pehle jaisa hi hoga..aaram hi aaram. Baat toh sahi hai but I think its justified if I do well from my next stint with Mumbai. Just in a mood to write n looking around I see this pic of mine where I am smiling more than I ever have n I get this feeling of immense pleasure. Mom said n even Rohan once said ye meri bahut achchi pic hai n I wish I see more of these moments in the future so that I can transmit them to others because that’s what gives u immense satisfaction. I mentioned this because I remember the turmoil in Mumbai which ultimately made me want to runaway for this break to recharge my batteries n return happier n with greater will power. Bahut serious mode ho gaya. Aaj Saif Ali Khan n Deepika Padukone ko dekha at Ansal Plaza n Saif bahut smart hai yaar. Chotu sorry but woh humse zyaada eligible bachelor hai. Deepika is fine but hum Ranbir ki puja karte hain n I thought the guy maybe expects better. And ya Mumbai mein itne pange ho rahe the that even we could have been the victims but thank God, scraped through. Diwali tomorrow n hopefully the festival of lights showers light on many living on this planet. Ab Delhi mein hoon toh Mumbai yaad aata hai..those endless hours of sleeping n smiling in class, those expensive dinners (guess why!!), TT khelna, useless gossip karma, movie dekhna, gaane gaana, thoda sa case study bhi dekhna, class ke liye daily uthna n ready hoke somehow jaana etc. Life moves too fast n sometimes there’s no time to breathe n recall all that has happened. But zindagi ek paheli hai boss..

The comeback blog..

Writing after almost 2 weeks now, partly because koi topic hi strike nahin kiya n partly because too lazy to write. After 114 days in Mumbai, I am still sure that dil toh dilli mein hi hai. Missing the place, the atmosphere n the people like anything. Counting the days constantly n now, even the hours to be spent in Mumbai before the break. This doesn’t mean that the people here are bad. There are some real gems whom I am happy to come across n will treasure being with them in the future. The spirit of Mumbai is something u will always admire n salute. Local train mein people chat as if they have been friends for years.. start talking randomly n about almost anything. People in Delhi are not as friendly I am sure. Laziness n boredom are two stigmas one should get rid of n B-school mein life is very eventful. Add to that the change of address n a new city n u are sure to get rid of the stigmas. But there are times when one feels monotony everywhere n it seems there is no spice in life. Food mein anyway spice raha hi nahi ab n hours count karne ka ek reason ye bhi hai. Classes attend karna is no child’s play honestly. 80% attendance maintain karna is an uphill task considering the fact that the attendance in the past 4 years has been at an all-time low. Sleeping in every class is testimony to the fact that classes regularly attend karna is not easy. “Gassing” is very common in Division D n with teachers preferring class discussions n the students looking to go after each other rather than adding value to the topic at hand, all one needs to do is to sleep wisely so that he/she doesn’t get caught. Gaseous points concept is mind blowing to say the least n good fun. It gives u recognition on non-stop jabbering. But the classes are really boring thanks to the teaching styles n types of subjects taught n the serene atmosphere of the class. Engineering days mein 4 years passed in no time n here, 4 months have been hard to digest. The language sounds harsh.. no pun intended and its not as bad as the tone suggests. Just that thoda sa bored hoon classes attend karke n having an off day..feeling bored n tired. As a person bahut khush rehta hoon but aaj khushi kahin gayab hai.. film wali khushi nahin feeling wali khushi. Found it hard to pass time sometime back but as stated earlier, the magic of blogging is evergreen. Didn’t realise have written so much n thoda sa kaam bhi rehta hai.. gotta go

Continued..

Networking has become very famous ever since I changed base on 22nd June 2008. Was talking about the rosy days n suddenly gloomy days tak divert ho gaya. So starting afresh, I have this love for numbers ki likhta bhi hoon toh I luv mentioning numbers as often as I can. Dates yaad rakhna, both the good ones n bad ones, n fone numbers yaad rakhna is another passion in my book. Quite weird I know but I like being like that. There should be something different everytime so that there is a “spark” in ur life. But inspite of the good times I just mentioned in my last blog, anupreet ke jokes are hard to come by..bande mein aisi baat hai that uske jaisa koi aur nahin. Other than that, I noticed that many over here are enthusiastic to go back home on Diwali. People start talking about it almost anytime, anywhere n in any context as if world mein there are no more topics to talk about. This fever has not spared me either. Though I hardly think of going back home, there’s this enthu. that I have started counting the number of days I’ll spend here before the Diwali break. Mumbai mein many of my habits n my routine have gone missing, time to relive that during the last week of this month. Suddenly I discover that I have written one page of a doc file that too when I have been thinking of a topic for the past few days n I remember asking the guys around me to suggest something interesting.

Looking back at the past 3 months..

The first term ends and the second begins. What a time I had. More eventful than the past 8 sems combined together. That’s what a change in lifestyle and location makes u believe. With everything being monotonous n the sole aim of life being just passing time which is also known as “aish”, 8 sems went away but after landing here, the change in routine only meant a change in the tempo at which days n months pass by. Add to that the events (all kinds of events) that take place n you are sure to have a whale of a time. There were some unfulfilled missions which I carried from Delhi to Mumbai (sorry can’t talk about them) that are still unfulfilled but no regrets. I am happy with the way everything is moving on. Suddenly I realise I digressed from the topic. So back to it, the freshers parties, face painting, memory workshop, late night visits to Juhu Beach n Marine Drive, reading case studies 10 mins before the class, practising TT, watching every latest flick within a couple of days of its release, studying a subject the day before the exam n saying “mujhe is subject se pyaar hai” n messing it up the next day, some of my foolish habits that change the mood of the class, suddenly being more active in quizzes and fests, I didn’t even know how time flied. Now in the first week of the 2nd term, having a holiday in the 1st week itself makes me feel very lucky. Sleeping for 11 hours n then TT n movie is all I need to enjoy my holiday. I really enjoyed the role play act in class. Though it was just a small performance, having a good partner and a couple of awesome scenes made it worth remembering n I couldn’t stop smiling after that. Everyday throws some good moments to remember that I feel I might have missed out on a few activities I would have liked to mention. There have been a few sad days, I wouldn’t mention them since I have already written enough about them n the passion for blogging dies down writing sad stuff. When I was about to leave Delhi, people spoke about the pacy life in Mumbai. It’s all true n I am glad to say that. Getting to know people from all parts of India n having different backgrounds has been a pleasure. Even at 4 in the night, when we are not in a mood to sleep, we have a GD in which everyone actively participates. I am sure u can guess the topic. But inspite of this new “home” n “lifestyle”, I haven’t forgotten the people I met earlier n make it a point to get in touch with them as frequently as I can. But woh kehte hain na, “Just value that person who values u”, so everything is not hunky dory n one should not expect smooth sailing in life at all times. Though I like the phrase I just mentioned, I don’t follow it regularly n should call myself the culprit n not think of what the other person should have done. To be continued..