Rear wall.......Prelude to the Intense Story
What is the best thing that one thinks of? Driving a ferrari on a Sierra Nevada freeway or holidaying with the sizzling celebrity of the time. Well, for me its just like writing what I am about to scribble in the next couple of hours. Hours!!! That gonna take such a long time...ehh!!
I was kind of enjoying my highly hyped cloud nine status where you have an awesome amount credited to your account every month even when your offial hours are 11 to 5 and that too without a work. People having a notion that you are the most humorous soul in your peer group and the most happening chap of the town. Nonetheless, dating one of the sizzling beauties amongst the likes of Fashion Fraternity. If that is not enough, some real hot weekend bashes at the best pubs n discs in B'lore accompanied with some of the great buds u met across. Little hard on the pockets but then who cares! In short, I am having a gala time with everything that one needs at this age.
Amidst all this enjoying mood of mine, I gave a thought. Its not unusual that I think but this time I explored the reminiscenceof my past life. The time when I started my venture and the time when I was pestered by the goliath of some major hardships. I think I should go and write a book and here I am to present to you a very beginning of what it is all about.
My tryst at IIT bombay started with a much coveted 5 pointer status. Those were days, when I used to enjoy each and every part of being a true IITian. Regular nightouts, bunked lectures and immense desperation to be with the fairer sex. Life was never that easy. I was fumbled by regular pressures from the acad side as well as from my peer group but I never bothered. I cruised through the first year. Having a vacation after so long that is after some immense hard times of JEE preparation and that too after being rewared is the best thing one can expect. However, God has something else for me. I lost my father in an accident and all of a sudden life changed. From a lively, carefree and gleeful life, I was bambozzled by the destiny to live a life full of compromises, burden, sorrow, grief and a constant feeling of your futile existence. Life changed. The bunked lectures were then history. The regular outings got restricted. The spendthrift habbit was replaced by responsibilities. There was one thing that didn't change, NIGHOUTS. Yes, they were still the same but with a different purpose, the purpose to cry, the purpose to curse, the purpose to be tensed and defying all my grievances.
Advent of 3rd yr!!!
I shall say the best phase of my life. Got to learn the real meaning of love...............
(To be authored....Rishu Aug 15th '07)
What is the best thing that one thinks of? Driving a ferrari on a Sierra Nevada freeway or holidaying with the sizzling celebrity of the time. Well, for me its just like writing what I am about to scribble in the next couple of hours. Hours!!! That gonna take such a long time...ehh!!
I was kind of enjoying my highly hyped cloud nine status where you have an awesome amount credited to your account every month even when your offial hours are 11 to 5 and that too without a work. People having a notion that you are the most humorous soul in your peer group and the most happening chap of the town. Nonetheless, dating one of the sizzling beauties amongst the likes of Fashion Fraternity. If that is not enough, some real hot weekend bashes at the best pubs n discs in B'lore accompanied with some of the great buds u met across. Little hard on the pockets but then who cares! In short, I am having a gala time with everything that one needs at this age.
Amidst all this enjoying mood of mine, I gave a thought. Its not unusual that I think but this time I explored the reminiscenceof my past life. The time when I started my venture and the time when I was pestered by the goliath of some major hardships. I think I should go and write a book and here I am to present to you a very beginning of what it is all about.
My tryst at IIT bombay started with a much coveted 5 pointer status. Those were days, when I used to enjoy each and every part of being a true IITian. Regular nightouts, bunked lectures and immense desperation to be with the fairer sex. Life was never that easy. I was fumbled by regular pressures from the acad side as well as from my peer group but I never bothered. I cruised through the first year. Having a vacation after so long that is after some immense hard times of JEE preparation and that too after being rewared is the best thing one can expect. However, God has something else for me. I lost my father in an accident and all of a sudden life changed. From a lively, carefree and gleeful life, I was bambozzled by the destiny to live a life full of compromises, burden, sorrow, grief and a constant feeling of your futile existence. Life changed. The bunked lectures were then history. The regular outings got restricted. The spendthrift habbit was replaced by responsibilities. There was one thing that didn't change, NIGHOUTS. Yes, they were still the same but with a different purpose, the purpose to cry, the purpose to curse, the purpose to be tensed and defying all my grievances.
Advent of 3rd yr!!!
I shall say the best phase of my life. Got to learn the real meaning of love...............
(To be authored....Rishu Aug 15th '07)
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