So here goes the story...early aspirations fading away, initial enthusiasm melting down, planned discipline turning slack...all a part of every new phase of life...but there is something more...the fading away, melting down, turning slack didn’t happen so early...there were long evenings in the library which were longer for each quiz and the superlative reserved for the term exams. Few library corners were to be named after some of us...early morning mist would just be setting in and each moment of our next half-an-hour chat at the crossroads back to the hostel, would be spent cursing the stack of books on personal front and the course work in the collective gag. The long evenings at the library were spaced with timed breaks at the night canteen...and the famous pun on relativity could never have a better metaphor. The superlative reserved for the term exams was also meant for Friday evenings... the Friday evening fun stretched to Saturday mornings to make Sunday evenings worth deplorable again...the cycle continued...
It continued and as it seemed would go on for two more years in the least...the gang, the gag and the gala time.
But good or bad, things come to an end...And they came... nothing changed, neither I nor the people around me...but everything did seem to change. Then I found some of the rarest virtues, patience and care...with me around they could be the greatest of all too ;) Then our first B school competition at IIM Indore came around and some of life’s loveliest friendships happened. Santosh, Krishna, Shravya, Sindhuja... if u r reading this by any chance... thanku all for the wonderful time...I realised, probably for the first time, having fun could be so much fun. Then to the city I dreaded the most... Mumbai... the K J Somaya trip changed my perceptions of the city totally. Think of the trip and only one face comes to my mind...Hardik...the unconditional affection and the affecting smile...he transcended the goodness I’ve known.
Wednesday, 16 January 2008
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