My Nostalgia
So, I m back in Hell. Never thought I d miss this place, but I did kind of miss it. The midnight walks, breaks at fauji, the baddy court. It’s nice to be back to a place where you feel at least for a fleeting moment that you belong here for some reason. Chennai was good but there is this insignificant thought that this is just a sojourn and that I have to move on sooner or later. I never felt at peace because there is always the next step, the next decision hovering over the edge the whole time. And the extreme paucity didn’t help either.
After a very short stay in Hyderabad, I was at the airport waiting for my Delhi flight. As usual was looking around Landmark to find something to read. I have heard about this book written by this IIT chic and was thought I should at least give it a try. I mean I did read all the crappy books those IIT guys have written so why not read one more so, I went ahead and bought Heartbreaks and Dreams (okay I know a really bad title but give I did give her the benefit of doubt)
It was nice to be reminded of all those inane things that I have forgotten about Roorkee. The hostel calls, Thomso, Inter IIT, Drams events, Lit Sec quizzes. I am really getting old; my memory is getting quite hazy. I have forgotten about those late night mugging sessions and the tutorial copying; all those Soil practicals where I was just the audience, never allowed to anything except maybe take the reading :); the profs, AKJ, SNS and Choosa how scared I was during their classes scared to death about the questions they might just ask; all night movie marathons and karaoke in N’s room. I used to miss Roorkee a lot when I was in Chennai now it all has become a hazy part of my life.
It feels good to be reminisce about the good old days when I was actually driven to do something, when I was optimistic and looked around the world in rose tinted glasses. But then I naivety has its own advantages I guess in its own way. But the book did give me a good perspective of how young and stupid we all were and how we have changed over the past few years maybe for the good or bad.
Now I am back in Hell with yet another year mostly my last year as a student (unless I actually go ahead with my crazy plan of PhD which most probably won’t even come out the planning stage). Hope this year goes well and maybe five years down I will be reminiscing this place the same way.
After a very short stay in Hyderabad, I was at the airport waiting for my Delhi flight. As usual was looking around Landmark to find something to read. I have heard about this book written by this IIT chic and was thought I should at least give it a try. I mean I did read all the crappy books those IIT guys have written so why not read one more so, I went ahead and bought Heartbreaks and Dreams (okay I know a really bad title but give I did give her the benefit of doubt)
It was nice to be reminded of all those inane things that I have forgotten about Roorkee. The hostel calls, Thomso, Inter IIT, Drams events, Lit Sec quizzes. I am really getting old; my memory is getting quite hazy. I have forgotten about those late night mugging sessions and the tutorial copying; all those Soil practicals where I was just the audience, never allowed to anything except maybe take the reading :); the profs, AKJ, SNS and Choosa how scared I was during their classes scared to death about the questions they might just ask; all night movie marathons and karaoke in N’s room. I used to miss Roorkee a lot when I was in Chennai now it all has become a hazy part of my life.
It feels good to be reminisce about the good old days when I was actually driven to do something, when I was optimistic and looked around the world in rose tinted glasses. But then I naivety has its own advantages I guess in its own way. But the book did give me a good perspective of how young and stupid we all were and how we have changed over the past few years maybe for the good or bad.
Now I am back in Hell with yet another year mostly my last year as a student (unless I actually go ahead with my crazy plan of PhD which most probably won’t even come out the planning stage). Hope this year goes well and maybe five years down I will be reminiscing this place the same way.
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