There are a number of things to write but a year-end review seems to be high on the cards considering that some of my friends have worked out their blog patterns on similar lines.
A year-end “review” it will be.
I don’t know why but I feel uneasy… I don’t know what it is. I don’t think its guilt. I don’t think its fear. I don’t know what it is but something makes me feel uneasy. Is it somehow related to events of the recent past? I don’t know. But yes, a year round review would have little justice if it is influenced by a few isolated events (were the events really isolated? I must not bother. My current thoughts have to become part of keystrokes of a different blog entry – if I ever write it that is…)
As a standard “year-end review” would start – A lot has happened in the past year!
Yes. Indeed. I see a cloud in front of my eyes. A cloud in which every moisture droplet seems to be a globule, a pearl that captures inside it a rare moment. Rare moments are never rare when you are in college. Everything is special… everything is new… everything is exciting.
I have flashes in front of my eyes… flashes of some scenes that might hold no significance, but they are there. I want to key those flashes down. I want to see them on writing so I would know that they are an entity. It’s a strange feeling. I feel I am going to do something big. I feel that a lot of times…
Flash 1:
Inside BITS. Beautiful sunny morning. Orientation Day 2. Inside the auditorium. Students all around. I see Nilanjana. An old friend who stays in Mumbai now. And she has friends all around her. And oh my God they are talkative! I never met girls who could talk so much! There’s just one in the group who doesn’t talk much – Mehak. And whose this? She talks as if she knows me for over a year now! Ah! Oindri… Aueendree… That’s when we decide on Oindrilla Chakraborty’s new name – Odie! Exchange of telephone numbers… new friends! New friends…
Flash 2:
IPC. The information processing centre. People come here to browse the net (essentially). I am here for a different purpose. I am with Shruti. I have come to teach her Engineering Graphics. I have come to do something else as well. I have had some emotional moments lately (wait for next flash and some more flashes!). I am discussing some of them. I have Gmail open on my computer screen and I am reading some past chats…
Flash 3:
Bodhisattawa Sadhu’s room. We are playing mind games.
Flash 4:
C’not at night. I am surrounded by a lot of people. I am with Aayush. My school senior is there as well. Sap. Varun Anand. I am asked to choose the best-looking girl sitting on the table.
Flash 5:
Oooo.. The flashes are coming too fast! Mini sky… aka UCO Redi. Some six bongs. Aayush. Pretty silent. Diptarka! Somnath. My orkut passions list. My link-up (not really a link-up…) Everything is bugging. “Call her up!”
Flash 6:
Sponz interaction. The merry-go-round. The games… the games!
Flash 7:
In my room. Dark. Very disturbed. Talking on the phone.
Flash 8:
ELAS freshers’ challenge. Lion over patthar!
Flash 9:
BITSian classes. Common time table with Odie. Odie’s roommate. “Lateree”. Sonam.
Flash 10:
With Vivek and Rachit to a different hostel. Ameya. Aravind Vijaysarthi. Periodic Table in 30 seconds. Videos of ESPN sports quiz. Some people on screen actually watching the show! A huge guy with Hyderabadi biscuits. All are invited! Rishabh. (I don’t think he’s a first-yearite is he?)
Flash 11:
EPC written test. Appy! Lots of biggies. “I have seen this guy somewhere before.” Shuchi… “Nilashis Nandi is cute!”
Flash 12:
In Rwitajit’s room. Seeing the photographs he’s clicked. Describing pictures. My perception. Helping him on Photoshop. I hear about CCTV.
Flash 13:
Backstage interaction. C’not. Psycho Joe. Odie. Ameya. Prachi. Mehak. Palvi. Twins! Riddhi. Giving a treat!
Flash 14:
B’stage interaction. “We make structures.” Shujoy. Free food. Ramya. “I really don’t want you to regret your choice later. Make an informed decision.”
Flash 15:
Rajagopal’s room. “You are in ELAS. I am not sure you can commit enough time to CCTV. Can you ensure me that your activities elsewhere wont cut down on the labour needed for CCTV?”
Flash 16:
In my room. 2 o’ clock in the morning. SMS to Ameya. Hello backstage… Are you sure?
(to be continued)