Life.. continued...

Himanshu, I loved your post. We know why we six happen to be the best buddies. Even i have found changes so difficult..But with time, we all learn to accept it. As I have realised, acceptance of changes perhaps make us more pragmatic. Some changes are necessary, some changes wither us...Changes...life needs change...


I studied in DAV Durgapur, one of two best schools in Durgapur at that time... but my parents wanted me to join the other one when I was in class 1. I refused, I loved my school, I could never imagine leaving my school, it was mine...I knew so early in my life, that I hate changes... I loved my Lali madam, she gave me five stars.. I did not want to change school...I loved the class rooms, my small green chair, the monthly picnics, where I loved eating Lali miss' alooo dum.... My dad gave me a box of five stars, but I din go...


Changes...I hated my section being changed so often, every two years we were shuffled...I asked my teacher once.. why? Mandira madam told me, " Dear, you need to mix with everybody, make friends..thats why." I was so not convinced. I wanted to play cricket with those friends, they made me their captain.. In the new section, I wasnt, another guy played better than me...
Small and insignificant things now, but than, when I read those yellowed pages of my memory, I smile....


Changes... many friends changed school and went away, their priorities changed, they changed..perhaps I changed too... My best friends went away to another school, I was almost alone in my own school. Some of my very special teachers left, there were unwanted changes in the school administration. I was picked and dropped in a crowd unawares, where everybody were running with a goal. Some for engineering, some for medical, some for both. I have always been lucky to have found a friendly group, and in my senior secondary too, we were a bunch of guys sharing the same aspirations. Life was not so happy-go-lucky, but I used to have fun. Post plus two we all got scattered all over the country like seeds of a poppy flower, and life presented a major change. Now, I realised I need to go away from my home. All the excitement of getting through IIT JEE vanished like camphor... How am I supposed to live alone, how will I survive without my mom's delicacies. What about my playing with my brother. What abouut my dad whispering in my ear, " Piku, slow down, this is a bike, not a airplane..."

M.S. Hall of residence became a prison for me for the first few weeks. I hated the change. But then, I started enjoying the independence. I could sleep all day, I could miss classes, I can stay out upto whatever time at night... I made a few friends. Manav, Aamir, Prerit, Vishal. Then came Azad Khoj, when we six guys formed a team and enjoyed the freshers' event. It was so much fun. Manav's birthday treat , our first group treat at Billoo's, our first time proper GPL event..[:D] I became a master in this, and I loved the reputation of doing great in kicking ass.. But then, when you become famous, you have grudges against you...I remember this gpl session in my birthday 2006, when you ppl had an adrenaline burst and gpld me on the main road. I remember people stopping and enquiring whats happening. And a taxi driver joking to dump my body in his car to be thrown away somewhere... It was fun..

It has been a rocking time for all of us, the bhaat sessions at Golchakkar, the kolkata treat, the truth-telling cerimonies after pegs of alcohol, the ragging sessions of Nishant, the long phone calls of Manav, Prerit and Nishu..., Himanshu's peculiar behaviours.. my sentimental stories boring you guys, Prerits funda sessions, Deb and my chatting creating panic...

But then.. again a change is going to happpen... The begining of another end has already started. I dont want this April 2008 to come... I dont love this place, this place sucks, but I have lived my college life the way I wanted... perhaps a girlfriend would have made it better, but theres a big perhaps... We have enjoyed these 3/3.5 years and now, we have to move on again to live our own life... Imagining this makes me sad, and I know how it will feel. Now, I am alone in kgp, while you all are back home.. and kgp is hell these days...

But then, changes are bound to take place, and I know, we will do great wherever we land, and we will remain friends. We will keep Rocking...