Pilani Diary

11 days and counting.Pilani will soon be a fading memory. 4 years. 4 cold winters, 4 extremely hot summers. The intensity of it all will reduce, it will fade into the past.Quite like your high school.It will become something you talk about while discussing the "good old days", or bitching about work or your boss.

I can hear the conversations in my head ,"haaan, Pilani! we never studied, all we ever did was watch sitcoms and go to cnot, niteouts before tests were quite sufficient!Life's become a bitch these days...."

Honestly, I am not upset. i am not happy either. I feel nothing. May be its because passing out is not real to me yet, or maybe i just don't care.I don't know.Relief. yes, relief. I think 10 more days and the most prominent feeling is relief. i will be done with EEE!

I don't know if life will get better or worse. I don't have a plan. i guess ill do what i always do: go with the flow. I have been trying to recollect things. Things that happened over the past four years; trying to make up my mind, if it was all good or all bad. I am not too sure, but i think it was alright.It was mostly about learning.About myself,importantly. I wouldn't say i know who I am.Does anyone ever know the answer to that? but yes, i know my limits. i know exactly how much i can bend before i break.That is the most important lesson Pilani has taught me.Another important lesson that i have learnt is that "friends" and "people you can count upon" are rarely one and the same thing. There are friends and then there are friends whom you can count on.

I have been listening to this one particular song a lot lately.

Another turning point;
a fork stuck in the road.

Time grabs you by the wrist;
directs you where to go.

yeah its the green day song.The same one they play at every farewell.Its a little cliched,but it has become that for a reason.

It's something unpredictable
but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

yeah, I think I can safely say that I did have the time of my life!:)

So take the photographs
and still frames in your mind.

Hang it on a shelf
In good health and good time.

Tattoos of memories
and dead skin on trial.

For what it's worth,
it was worth all the while.

It was. All the laccha sessions, wing enthu sessions, niteouts spent mostly bitching about psycho profs. long conversations about sitcoms and who is crazier : Ross or Rachel. The heart breaks, The multiple crushes(sometimes they were gang crushes ;)) All the gyan sessions at Gandhi statues(or was it patel statue? cant rem which is where!) the rare ghot sessions at ref. The mid night maggi times. The innumerable fights.The cnot treats. The pop corn fights.Vettifying at Sky. Gussed tuts and tests.Zuked tuts and tests. Music night enthu. Stiff neck after music nites.Spoof and DW enthu!and yeah..how could i forget SAREES IN OLAB!(yes,it happened!) and majorly gussed ceeri projects!

It's something unpredictable
but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

I think we all did.