10th April, 2013. Wow. This feels different. Six and a half. I still remember those exciting first year days of macho claims of being a 25% engineer. In retrospect, I have been a 75% one - a final year student - for more time than I have lived the remaining passed duration of my four-year graduation. I have been an Almost Engineer for three too many and a half years, when today, finally, I feel what just tickles like freedom. As I always imagined it would be! Strangely, there's a silent gloom too somewhere inside me, the nostalgia of whatever was till a few hours back. I owned this. Legends will tell you. Phew. But happy is as happy gets. Visibly, as I've been popping-locking to Heartbreaker.. since evening. MJ! Reminiscences of third year madness. I am someone I don't know. I have become this pathetic form of me that just keeps moaning in nostalgia, trying to fixate life between funny days that were and friends. Not that I would go public with my MJ-ish stint, forbidden due to the unavoidable "AAAUUUU" grab of his, just feeling the lyrics.
"But everyone told me so, to stop caring about you
and start being without you
but I'll find a way to go and start doin' without you
and stop talkin' about you
and what will she say?
She will say I was the man that got away"
"Ouch". Mixed bag. But when you're happy and you know it, you know.. you should maybe try to clap you hands! Boy! There's so much to do. And much to choose from. I don't know if we ever take rest from this cycle, infact - I have had too much rest, more than I wanted, enough to induce boredom. I guess, I fell short of ideas to execute. Meh, that was a rarity. I still feel 24 hours are way too less to execute all the things I plan in a day. But patience was running thin. For everyone around. My friend's text-back this evening "Finally, chutiya saala!" says it all. So much for missing dates for the final year practicals an year ago. Now I am informed about that schedule :P 24th April, 2012. Sachin God's bday it was! Sigh.
I don't know what I'm gonna do just now, A conference call with friends, then the Pune lot of us 'll probably be heading towards the hills, will climb some random one in the dark, wait till sunrise and then head back, just like the old days. Then I want to watch "Jo Jeeta Wohi Sikandar". Not that I've won anything :P Just feel like digging that one. Oh shit! Just struck. I should perhaps watch "Kabhi haan Kabhi Na" too. Long term, I'm still working on those ones. There was once a weird plan to stop at 24. Arbit!
I remember the morning 3 years back, on 5th April, when I was watching "The Book of Eli" hoping Denzel Washington to pull a Dejavu-ish miracle, when one of my teachers tried to call me with an expectation that I'd pick up, which I would have, if I ever did, instead of claiming to be a phone hater. His supposed "meeting" with the decision makers on that day - where I should have been - when he would inform me, so that we wouldn't be talking about it three years hence, rather get over with in a couple of months! Thank You sir, for believing in me, even after all this! All the ugliness in my war against the machine would have had me run away if not for the little help.
Luckily, I've never regretted. I know, how shameless :P No, I can't. That just isn't my make. I just like to narrate how funny the incidences post-that day have been. I've a lot to confess and a lot to own up. I just hope I am understood, where intentions do matter.
I lose myself in the recollections of how these last few years have been, and I know I'm gonna miss this. Strange, and bizarre. The long and arduous act of graduating, the friends, the hostel, Engineering Graphics, Pune city, the legendary moments, the epic ghanta-giri, the naach-giri, Dal-rice. The everything of it.
I can't ask for more, I won't, I've been Almost Engineer.
No more.
Shit.
"But everyone told me so, to stop caring about you
and start being without you
but I'll find a way to go and start doin' without you
and stop talkin' about you
and what will she say?
She will say I was the man that got away"
"Ouch". Mixed bag. But when you're happy and you know it, you know.. you should maybe try to clap you hands! Boy! There's so much to do. And much to choose from. I don't know if we ever take rest from this cycle, infact - I have had too much rest, more than I wanted, enough to induce boredom. I guess, I fell short of ideas to execute. Meh, that was a rarity. I still feel 24 hours are way too less to execute all the things I plan in a day. But patience was running thin. For everyone around. My friend's text-back this evening "Finally, chutiya saala!" says it all. So much for missing dates for the final year practicals an year ago. Now I am informed about that schedule :P 24th April, 2012. Sachin God's bday it was! Sigh.
I don't know what I'm gonna do just now, A conference call with friends, then the Pune lot of us 'll probably be heading towards the hills, will climb some random one in the dark, wait till sunrise and then head back, just like the old days. Then I want to watch "Jo Jeeta Wohi Sikandar". Not that I've won anything :P Just feel like digging that one. Oh shit! Just struck. I should perhaps watch "Kabhi haan Kabhi Na" too. Long term, I'm still working on those ones. There was once a weird plan to stop at 24. Arbit!
I remember the morning 3 years back, on 5th April, when I was watching "The Book of Eli" hoping Denzel Washington to pull a Dejavu-ish miracle, when one of my teachers tried to call me with an expectation that I'd pick up, which I would have, if I ever did, instead of claiming to be a phone hater. His supposed "meeting" with the decision makers on that day - where I should have been - when he would inform me, so that we wouldn't be talking about it three years hence, rather get over with in a couple of months! Thank You sir, for believing in me, even after all this! All the ugliness in my war against the machine would have had me run away if not for the little help.
Luckily, I've never regretted. I know, how shameless :P No, I can't. That just isn't my make. I just like to narrate how funny the incidences post-that day have been. I've a lot to confess and a lot to own up. I just hope I am understood, where intentions do matter.
I lose myself in the recollections of how these last few years have been, and I know I'm gonna miss this. Strange, and bizarre. The long and arduous act of graduating, the friends, the hostel, Engineering Graphics, Pune city, the legendary moments, the epic ghanta-giri, the naach-giri, Dal-rice. The everything of it.
I can't ask for more, I won't, I've been Almost Engineer.
No more.
Shit.
