After so long i return to my blog with full knowledge that no one missed me. To be honest i didnt miss blogging that much either. The only thing you really miss while your exams are going on is peace of mind.
Well, now that i have made it reasonably clear that i am not a great fan of blogging, though i dont mind doing it once in a while, its pretty obvious that only if i have something that i feel is really worthy of mention and display of my strictly average vocabulary to the world of writers, do i make the efforts. My English teacher would have told me that the above sentence is too long and needs to be broken down, besides i havent used the punctuations properly. Fuck her/him/it. I have something to say.
I have given all my exams in engineering. I am not a graduate yet and i wont call myself one till i get my results. Yes, its the 'not counting chickens before the eggs hatch' thing. I am not very sure about my last paper. But Benjamin Franklin said "Do not anticipate trouble, or worry about what may never happen. Keep in the sunlight." and i would give it an honest try.
SO.
The news is not that my exams are finally over, but that, so is my college. No sir, i am not emotional as some of my batch mates are pretending to be and neither will i ever be nostalgic about the place. I wasn't teary eyed when i realized while walking out of the gates that this might be the last time i have to do that; infact, i was on the ninth cloud and felt like running further away. I would have gotten into the nitty gritties of why i feel about the place the way i do but to be honest i dont feel its worth the effort. so fuck it.
So i hate my college but its over and i wont tell you why i hate it. I love the few real friends that i have made there but i wont go on an emotional rampage about that either. And yet i find it worth talking about this phase. this phase. yeah. thats right. 'this phase' is what i really want to talk about. and 'this phase' is what i really feel is worthy of this verbiage.
The thoughts that litter my brains these days are of vacationing during the few days that i have before i join my new college (i'll tell you more about it later), of reading a few novels, contributing a bit more to my blog, reading a few books/articles to familiarize myself with atleast the basics of business so that in my new (MBA) college i dont feel totally lost, of exercising a bit to lose the kilos that i have gained (thats usual. i think about it every vacation and the plans always go kaput), of travelling to a few places etc. The one thought that bothers me most is that 'this phase' is the tombstone of my youth (which i have mostly wasted, but i am not complaining yet). 'This phase' is a milestone that signifies the end of those days when all i did was motivated by either interest (everything and a bit of studying) or ear twisting (studying). Gone are those days when I carried carelessness and attitude in my shirt pocket. Now begins the time when i will be pitched against all the evil that there is and make a career out of something. I may be wrong but something tells me that the new college will be nothing short of a racetrack with better athletes than me on it and every day will begin with a gunshot. I wish i am wrong here, you see, i am inherently lazy. I know i will be working after 2 years. I know i will look back in time and wish that i could go back in time to live just one day of my engineering life. I hope my days in Delhi are just as good. I hope i look back in time and wish i could relive my days in the MBA college too. I hope.
I am not good at writing philosophy. If i were i would have added a few more paragraphs. But i conclude. Right now my brain seems to be confused so much so that it cant even decide which emotion to feel. I am sure when i read this as a thirty year old i might crack up. But i cant help it now.
PS: To my thirty year old self, dude, i hope you have earned a lot of money and hope you continue to do so. I hope you are married to a beautiful lady and that you keep her happy and she you.
Well, now that i have made it reasonably clear that i am not a great fan of blogging, though i dont mind doing it once in a while, its pretty obvious that only if i have something that i feel is really worthy of mention and display of my strictly average vocabulary to the world of writers, do i make the efforts. My English teacher would have told me that the above sentence is too long and needs to be broken down, besides i havent used the punctuations properly. Fuck her/him/it. I have something to say.
I have given all my exams in engineering. I am not a graduate yet and i wont call myself one till i get my results. Yes, its the 'not counting chickens before the eggs hatch' thing. I am not very sure about my last paper. But Benjamin Franklin said "Do not anticipate trouble, or worry about what may never happen. Keep in the sunlight." and i would give it an honest try.
SO.
The news is not that my exams are finally over, but that, so is my college. No sir, i am not emotional as some of my batch mates are pretending to be and neither will i ever be nostalgic about the place. I wasn't teary eyed when i realized while walking out of the gates that this might be the last time i have to do that; infact, i was on the ninth cloud and felt like running further away. I would have gotten into the nitty gritties of why i feel about the place the way i do but to be honest i dont feel its worth the effort. so fuck it.
So i hate my college but its over and i wont tell you why i hate it. I love the few real friends that i have made there but i wont go on an emotional rampage about that either. And yet i find it worth talking about this phase. this phase. yeah. thats right. 'this phase' is what i really want to talk about. and 'this phase' is what i really feel is worthy of this verbiage.
The thoughts that litter my brains these days are of vacationing during the few days that i have before i join my new college (i'll tell you more about it later), of reading a few novels, contributing a bit more to my blog, reading a few books/articles to familiarize myself with atleast the basics of business so that in my new (MBA) college i dont feel totally lost, of exercising a bit to lose the kilos that i have gained (thats usual. i think about it every vacation and the plans always go kaput), of travelling to a few places etc. The one thought that bothers me most is that 'this phase' is the tombstone of my youth (which i have mostly wasted, but i am not complaining yet). 'This phase' is a milestone that signifies the end of those days when all i did was motivated by either interest (everything and a bit of studying) or ear twisting (studying). Gone are those days when I carried carelessness and attitude in my shirt pocket. Now begins the time when i will be pitched against all the evil that there is and make a career out of something. I may be wrong but something tells me that the new college will be nothing short of a racetrack with better athletes than me on it and every day will begin with a gunshot. I wish i am wrong here, you see, i am inherently lazy. I know i will be working after 2 years. I know i will look back in time and wish that i could go back in time to live just one day of my engineering life. I hope my days in Delhi are just as good. I hope i look back in time and wish i could relive my days in the MBA college too. I hope.
I am not good at writing philosophy. If i were i would have added a few more paragraphs. But i conclude. Right now my brain seems to be confused so much so that it cant even decide which emotion to feel. I am sure when i read this as a thirty year old i might crack up. But i cant help it now.
PS: To my thirty year old self, dude, i hope you have earned a lot of money and hope you continue to do so. I hope you are married to a beautiful lady and that you keep her happy and she you.
2 comments:
whoa ! think this is one of ur plain & best 1s . u seem to be blended at the moment .
wow your english is really good! And your blogs have been one of the most interesting blogs to read on blogger!
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