October 22, 2011
Kolkata calling!
Yes, I'm on Kolkata. Finally! And honest to Gawd, it feels like it's been ages! More of a relief than anything, if truth be told.
It was not that bubbling excitement. But just an overwhelming sense of calm in this oxymoronically chaotic city.
However, amidst the mishti-doi and yellow cabs, I have to say - faster internet connection is the next best thing!
It was not that bubbling excitement. But just an overwhelming sense of calm in this oxymoronically chaotic city.
However, amidst the mishti-doi and yellow cabs, I have to say - faster internet connection is the next best thing!
October 20, 2011
Phew!
Exams overrrr!! So what if Sociology didn't go as well as expected. Actually, what 'expected' :P I didn't really know what to expect, the syllabus was so vague and the question paper was so specific!
Anyway, it's all over and that's what matters! I can't believe almost FIVE whole months have gone by! One whole semester over! This means, the mid-point of my BA degree and I have exactly half of it left! Vaishnavi, Natasha & I just talked about it today - "Gawd, we've known each other for one and a half years!" But it feels like longer!
After exams got over, we went mall vaga-bonding, Vishu (that's what I call Vaishnavi) needed to get heels for her cousin's wedding! And we were all so sleep-deprived that we were so high on life! And we laughed at anything and everything! Sometimes, it's good to be mad.
After that, Siddhi and I went for dinner (which was amazing! - Sizzler; never thought I'd have a veg one, but it was yummy nonetheless!) It was a neat place, old-school pub-type, with Harley-Davidson plates and Beatles posters and cool music! I could imagine it on a Saturday night. Yes, you can sense the excitement in my voice can't you? Well, what else can you expect?-
After 20 days of imprisonment, living off cup noodles and getting joint locks for sitting in one place for too long. 5 annoying papers, who wouldn't be happy to finally go home?
Though, the excitement is not half as much as first year. I guess, I've not imagined and missed, or rather had time to miss Cal as much this time. I never thought about it and imagined myself there for hours on end, as I did before! So I feel like I haven't been in years! Which is nice, in a way.
So wanna go to Kol-i-kata!
Anyway, it's all over and that's what matters! I can't believe almost FIVE whole months have gone by! One whole semester over! This means, the mid-point of my BA degree and I have exactly half of it left! Vaishnavi, Natasha & I just talked about it today - "Gawd, we've known each other for one and a half years!" But it feels like longer!
After exams got over, we went mall vaga-bonding, Vishu (that's what I call Vaishnavi) needed to get heels for her cousin's wedding! And we were all so sleep-deprived that we were so high on life! And we laughed at anything and everything! Sometimes, it's good to be mad.
After that, Siddhi and I went for dinner (which was amazing! - Sizzler; never thought I'd have a veg one, but it was yummy nonetheless!) It was a neat place, old-school pub-type, with Harley-Davidson plates and Beatles posters and cool music! I could imagine it on a Saturday night. Yes, you can sense the excitement in my voice can't you? Well, what else can you expect?-
After 20 days of imprisonment, living off cup noodles and getting joint locks for sitting in one place for too long. 5 annoying papers, who wouldn't be happy to finally go home?
Though, the excitement is not half as much as first year. I guess, I've not imagined and missed, or rather had time to miss Cal as much this time. I never thought about it and imagined myself there for hours on end, as I did before! So I feel like I haven't been in years! Which is nice, in a way.
So wanna go to Kol-i-kata!
October 15, 2011
October 14, 2011
Musings from the 5th of September
If thoughts could be captured like grains of sand in a glass jar, so you could later let it sift through your fingers at will and each thought could be looked at, felt according to how circumstances were then. So a bad thought did in fact have a chance at getting better. Like a spoilt child did at boarding school.
The sky holds many blues, that are never-ending like the secretive pits of your eyes and the shadow of your lashes, that cease just before the contour of your cheek-bones. The hues of blues, and their hues too encircle your vision, leaving a bit of themselves behind, before the next shade started. This concentric-ness opened up to me, as I looked up into the sky, like the mouth of a cyclone, a graceful one. It were as if the world were upside down, and the tip was visible in the vicinity amidst the blinding sunlight that coaxed one of my eyes shut.
I long to be, where the stars cannot take me, where the vast expanse of sea spreads itself against the horizon, for I have counted the waves in an ocean of people. But there'll be no voices. Only the gliding of clouds, hiding and revealing the sun and painting its shadow-play on the surface of the deep blue to the rhythm of the music of the wind. This was pain and bliss both. Pain that lifted off my shoulders and unwrapped my soul to bring a smile that too played partner to the song of the wind. You are there.
Though you do not know it.
The sky holds many blues, that are never-ending like the secretive pits of your eyes and the shadow of your lashes, that cease just before the contour of your cheek-bones. The hues of blues, and their hues too encircle your vision, leaving a bit of themselves behind, before the next shade started. This concentric-ness opened up to me, as I looked up into the sky, like the mouth of a cyclone, a graceful one. It were as if the world were upside down, and the tip was visible in the vicinity amidst the blinding sunlight that coaxed one of my eyes shut.
I long to be, where the stars cannot take me, where the vast expanse of sea spreads itself against the horizon, for I have counted the waves in an ocean of people. But there'll be no voices. Only the gliding of clouds, hiding and revealing the sun and painting its shadow-play on the surface of the deep blue to the rhythm of the music of the wind. This was pain and bliss both. Pain that lifted off my shoulders and unwrapped my soul to bring a smile that too played partner to the song of the wind. You are there.
Though you do not know it.
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