Part II..

Fighting the 'deadly' cold, m here writing Part II of my unfinished post!

Flying past the next 1-1 1/2 yrs or so, I apparrate directly into my 5th semester..Fresh from a lot of emotional drama in life, this semester began with new aspirations, new promises, new thoughts, new hopes..all me to me! I guess this was the time when I truely started to feel a change in myself, and today, am pretty happy about however it has moulded me!

The whole of this semester was fun, I as such don't remember any incident when I particularly felt anything negative, though am sure there must have been many, but me not able to recall any does put an 'unimportant' tag on them! During this phase of college, I guess all of, not just me, became more involved, more connected!

Actually this was the time when I made friends with people who are totally different. No two people resemble each other in the least-ok probably m exaggerating a bit here, but genuinely we all re very different, in every respect!
No specific memories or instances that I want to pen down, but surely this was 1 very important semester for teh 'gelling and bonding'.

6th semester began with a bang! Actually after 5th semester I probably started losing interested in keeping track of semesters, though I was forced to everytime a december or a may came! But as such, I started living for the moment more than anything else! By the time 5th semester ended, late night chats had gained momentum, life suddenly was so busy for all!

Then came 11th April 2006, I got placed! I dont clerly remember how I felt then, must have felt great! But I guess, I was just happy-plain and simple, nothing else, not euphoric or ecstatic or anything, just happy! Probably not getting selected alone, was more happy or satisfying a thought than getting placed! Companies, placements,friends,fights-teeny meeny ones, thats how the semester ended. It was a 'happy' semester!

Then came the final year! But before college started, I can never forget my few days at HCL Infinet, Noida. Jesus Christ!! Those days..I dont think I can write anything, its hard to control my laughter!! The whole post will be ruined cause I wont be able to stop once I start laughing :) :) It was fun but!

Ah then started something that has probably taken most of our 4th year's time, most of our time for the past 9 months or so..CSC!! That is one place that taught me a lot-both professionally and personally! I think I realised a lot of things there, which probably I would'nt have otherwise, or maybe I would have-The point is, it did teach me a lot of things! That probably would take up another two posts here, so I'll leave it here-That place, CSC, was an experience!

But now that CSC is over, college is almost over-except for the all important papers, I Think, just like school my college life was divided into the good, the bad and the ugly, with the 'good' part dominating and thats what is satisfying!

In anticipation of a sequel...

End-of-partII

Part I..

August 3, 2003

Where do I start from? I guess when you go to Gr. Noida everyday, you must begin from the begining..

I vividly remenber that bus ride from 37 to college with mum..gosh I know how scared I was that time...not cause that it was my 1st day to coll, but cause of the kinda buses I saw I had to travel by every day! Somehow we reached college..on time for 'orientation'...which never happened by the way!

I was dressed in normal jeans and a shirt..which turned out to be the 'out of uniform' style for college! Me and Shruti probably had this 1 thing in common that day, and thank god for that!

Day 1 was kind of ok...met a few seniors, who actually took care of me and was lucky enough to be ragged by a single guy, who probably just found an excellent listener in me, for all he did was speak about how I should approach college life..bla..bla..bla... Shruti had a far more interesting day than I...am sure she will concur!

That was a day when I met so many people, some of whom I did manage to stay on with till date, some who just came, met and went....and further some, who were there for a good period of time!

The next day, I met more people....again the same old story...Its fate..how you meet....how u connect...how you stay together....all the ups and down included...you still manage to hang on!

Those days...they were fun..when you look back now....

I think I would just fly past the next year or so....not cause the memories are not good...but cause they are too complicated to express and too 'with me only' to write!

--end-of-PartI--

Friends....

And so we talked all night about the rest of our lives

Where we're gonna be when we turn 25

I keep thinking times will never change

Keep on thinking things will always be the same

But when we leave this year we won't be coming back

No more hanging out cause we're on a different track

And if you got something that you need to say

You better say it right now cause you don't have another day

Cause we're moving on and we can't slow down

These memories are playing like a film without sound

And I keep thinking of that night in June

I didn't know much of loveBut it came too soon

And there was me and you

And then we got real blue

Stay at home talking on the telephone

We'd get so excited, we'd get so scared

Laughing at ourselves thinking life's not fair

And this is how it feels

As we go onWe remember

All the times we

Had together

And as our lives change

Come WhateverWe will still be

Friends Forever

So if we get the big jobs

And we make the big money

When we look back now

Will our jokes still be funny?

Will we still remember everything we learned in school?

Still be trying to break every single rule

Will little brainy Bobby be the stockbroker man?

Will Heather find a job that won't interfere with her tan?

I keep, I keep thinking that it's not goodbye

Keep on thinking it's a time to fly

And this is how it feels

We will still be friends forever

Will we think about tomorrow like we think about now?

Can we survive it out there?

Can we make it somehow?

I guess I thought that this would never end

And suddenly it's like we're women and men

Will the past be a shadow that will follow us 'round?

Will these memories fade when I leave this townI keep, I keep thinking that it's not goodbye

Keep on thinking it's a time to fly!!

Ghost of christmas past..

It is kind of strange how, all of a sudden, things from the past just creep up, in different forms, and make you realise how you have lost touch with your essence!

Its been four complete years since I left school, but even now the memories are as fresh as they can be..just that I had stopped thinking about my life then...stopped thinking about my friends then..stopped thinking about me then!

Thinking about it all, it seems to me just like yesterday, when a class of 2003, all chirpy and excited to finally get out of school and step into an absolutely "happening" college life, were running here and there, getting their shirts, diaries, papers (whatever they could lay their hands on) autographed! None of us had anticipated where we would land up 4 years down the line! Today, thinking about everyone, from people I was friends with to people I hardly talked to, everyone seems (or so I hope) to be doing really well.

4 years later, I have had my share of "gelled friends"...a few lost contacts....a few revived ones...and 1 lost forever kinds!

It is weird that even after so many years, I some how feel more connected to the "unconnected", probably cause that time I was more close to "me". Things have changed so much, and still I crave for that "me". Strange!

4 years back, we entered a world without Scholarly Papers or Culminating Exhibitions; a world where we could use our cell phones freely, do whatever we wanted...bunk lectures..sit in the canteen for hours together...eat our lunch even before we had our 1st lecture.. But there are so many things that I miss about that Old World even today, though am not exactly clear about what I miss the most.. Maybe I miss going to school early or that third period teacher who would always let us turn in our assignments late. It might be that coach that never let us quit and always pushed us to our limits... or is it walking with my best friend to class everyday. Whatever it may be, I left that place with something that I will miss and cherish, today and forever, even if I don't fully realize what that is even today.

Funny, I am about to graduate and instead of thinking about my 4 years in college, I still seem to miss my school even today. I can still write a farewell speech for school!