I know its been long since I have posted anything and the self made promise of writing seems long forgotten.
I cant believe its been two years since I been to a new world altogether. The experience of Hostel life has been full of ups and downs. Great friends, Night-outs, late Night walks, crazy dancing and of-course getting high!!
Its hard to tell whether these days have bought about any change in me. I am still being titled as the immature 'Chakshu' of the batch and treated as a kid who needs to be told to make his bed, but I guess all this I do on purpose. I haven't still come to terms with the fact that I need to grow up. Growing up and being all mature sounds so Touche' to me. I still enjoy playing on the merry-go round and the 4'o clock kiklii. The crazy running around and laughing like there's no tomorrow still gives me the same adrenalin rush as it used to. I guess I am immature and foolish, but that is more out of choice and I think this is what separates me from the rest. I think God didn't give me the sensibility to think beyond a point, analyze whats going on and make decision accordingly. I like taking things as it come and that I wouldn't want to change.
I am glad to have made the best of friends. Friends that I think would stick by, but I have also come to terms with the fact that everything is so momentary in nature. Friendship has its own period, It lives its time and then it diminishes in its intensity. These two years have made me realize that life in itself is a wonderful gift and learn to live it, respect it. I would always plan out things, but do I know whats coming in tomorrow, what is going to hit me one hour from now on is uncertain and this freaks me out. I get up in the morning and look into the mirror and ask myself, If this is going to be my last day what would I do. I think I have so many people to thank, so many people I'd like to hug and say that I love you, so many people to say Sorry. Yes, Friendship is an important component, but I think like anything else Its transitory and loses its sheen as years go by. I'll make new friends, and lose touch with old one's. Does this make me a distant person, I dont know.. and I aint giving in too much thought to it.I think we all should live life on a daily basis rather than making it an itinerary.
Ok, I admit, I have grown up..maybe a little. There are times, when I cant stop cursing myself. I need to take some responsibilities. Some that are not the obvious one's. My parents are proud of me and I love my family, However, I cant blame them for thinking am still a kid. Ok, an Overgrown kid maybe. My Mom keeps scolding me of not acting like a grown up. I think when I am at home, I again go back to being the school boy I used to be, with little regard to whats going around me instead of being the responsible guy a 24 year should be like. OK...I AM 24. But I think, I am already taking that. I think, my parents themselves look at me as the 15 year old school boy and I guess that aint changing anytime soon.
Last two years have had their share of sorrows and happiness. The sorrow part is too hard to be written, Maybe thats for the part 2 of the post. However, the same has made me realize that how quickly time has grown and how quickly world can turn upside down. It made me respect people around me,Made me love them a little more and made me smile a LOT more. It made me go back into those days, when grudges used to last for not more than 1/2 hour coz anyways, What's the fun in growing up?
Cheers!!
P.S: I hope to write more!!
PP.S: Got back my swagger biyatch!!
I cant believe its been two years since I been to a new world altogether. The experience of Hostel life has been full of ups and downs. Great friends, Night-outs, late Night walks, crazy dancing and of-course getting high!!
Its hard to tell whether these days have bought about any change in me. I am still being titled as the immature 'Chakshu' of the batch and treated as a kid who needs to be told to make his bed, but I guess all this I do on purpose. I haven't still come to terms with the fact that I need to grow up. Growing up and being all mature sounds so Touche' to me. I still enjoy playing on the merry-go round and the 4'o clock kiklii. The crazy running around and laughing like there's no tomorrow still gives me the same adrenalin rush as it used to. I guess I am immature and foolish, but that is more out of choice and I think this is what separates me from the rest. I think God didn't give me the sensibility to think beyond a point, analyze whats going on and make decision accordingly. I like taking things as it come and that I wouldn't want to change.
I am glad to have made the best of friends. Friends that I think would stick by, but I have also come to terms with the fact that everything is so momentary in nature. Friendship has its own period, It lives its time and then it diminishes in its intensity. These two years have made me realize that life in itself is a wonderful gift and learn to live it, respect it. I would always plan out things, but do I know whats coming in tomorrow, what is going to hit me one hour from now on is uncertain and this freaks me out. I get up in the morning and look into the mirror and ask myself, If this is going to be my last day what would I do. I think I have so many people to thank, so many people I'd like to hug and say that I love you, so many people to say Sorry. Yes, Friendship is an important component, but I think like anything else Its transitory and loses its sheen as years go by. I'll make new friends, and lose touch with old one's. Does this make me a distant person, I dont know.. and I aint giving in too much thought to it.I think we all should live life on a daily basis rather than making it an itinerary.
Ok, I admit, I have grown up..maybe a little. There are times, when I cant stop cursing myself. I need to take some responsibilities. Some that are not the obvious one's. My parents are proud of me and I love my family, However, I cant blame them for thinking am still a kid. Ok, an Overgrown kid maybe. My Mom keeps scolding me of not acting like a grown up. I think when I am at home, I again go back to being the school boy I used to be, with little regard to whats going around me instead of being the responsible guy a 24 year should be like. OK...I AM 24. But I think, I am already taking that. I think, my parents themselves look at me as the 15 year old school boy and I guess that aint changing anytime soon.
Last two years have had their share of sorrows and happiness. The sorrow part is too hard to be written, Maybe thats for the part 2 of the post. However, the same has made me realize that how quickly time has grown and how quickly world can turn upside down. It made me respect people around me,Made me love them a little more and made me smile a LOT more. It made me go back into those days, when grudges used to last for not more than 1/2 hour coz anyways, What's the fun in growing up?
Cheers!!
P.S: I hope to write more!!
PP.S: Got back my swagger biyatch!!
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