As always, its way past midnight and I feel like writing something. Phir blog check kiya and I found something peculiar. I post almost once every 30 days and coincidentally, its been 30 days since I last posted.
So after 12 April 2009, my life has been quite eventful. Seen 35 or so IPL matches, around 30 “English” flicks, a very few “hindi” flicks, slept for 9 hrs. or so regularly everyday, constantly played with the remote control, caught up with NSIT gang.. on the whole total aish. Many creatures on this planet would find this beyond them but only a handful can feel the pleasure/joy of these activities. A couple of months back my post would have read “around 30 hindi flicks, a very few English flicks”. That’s something I have changed and I am thoroughly enjoying the change. Woh kehte hain na, change is important.
Change word pe focus hai toh I have been told recently that I have changed in the past 1 year.. for good as well as bad. Good toh expected tha coz kuch log hote hi aise hain but bad wasn’t expected. Not trying to boast actually coz the case where I am being described bad was not entirely in my control. I ran out of patience, control, senses and every damn thing and was hence clueless about what to do. So did what I felt was right.
Moving on, internship was to start from May 4 but has been delayed by a week or so because of late developments in the upcoming project. So back to vela mode. Suddenly I felt like trying to get a corporate project, tried thoda bahut but nothing worked out. Was casually talking to a friend about it and he bluntly asked me, “What were you doing in Delhi for a month?” I casually replied “Relaxing”. He hit the nail on the head and said “What were you doing for the past 3 months?” Clean bowled.
Life ki yehi tragedy hai.. kuch karne ka mood nahin and jab mood banta hai, nothing seems possible. As a result, just enjoy the present and tension sirf exam se pehle lene ka. 2 months from now, I’d be staying in a flat and not in the dreaded hostel. Dreaded because of the conditions and facilities there. But even then, it was a great time being a hosteller with people around you forever. Though, during class hours, many are not there but a couple of “krantikaaris” are there to give you company. You feel proud being a krantikaari. Vaise krantikaari se yaad aaya a few days back, a krantikaari turned a year older and other than wishing him a happy birthday, what struck me was to tell him to keep this spirit going!! Mast life hai and I am confident this dream would go on for atleast 1 more year.
Will turn 23 in a couple of months but my life and habits, everything look similar to a 16 or 18 year old. One friend tells me that I live in a dreamworld but others tell me to enjoy this dreamworld I have seen for the first time at the age of 22 and time and circumstances will make me mature and capable to tackle challenges in life when I start working etc. After all, one learns from experiences in life and my sharp memory helps me remember the ones I have encountered earlier.
And not to forget, went to Rishikesh with NSIT ppl. And the trip was good. Rafting toh pehle ki hui thi but was still enjoyable because of the duration and a couple of new adventures along the way. Camping for the first time was fun but could have enjoyed more if all my closest buddies would have been there. People got to notice my sleeping “talent” during the journey.
Ab cricket ki baat karte hain. I badly want Mumbai Indians to win IPL but reaching the semis is a big challenge at the moment. The match against Punjab tomorrow is very crucial/a virtual quarter-final I feel. But inspite of that, I have enjoyed the entertainment provided by other teams as well. JP Duminy, Yusuf Pathan, Gilly, Roy, Sachin(in parts), Jayasuriya, Hayden, Raina, De Villiers, Dwayne Smith and a few more have been a treat to watch. Buck up Mumbai.. Duniya Hila Denge Hum!
Don’t even remember now where I started and have been typing continuously for the past 40 minutes or so. The body has started aching after such a lot of effort. Milte hain break ke baad..