The Last Working Day

Summer of 2013. After waking up early in the afternoon, there was only one question that used to come in our mind – “Arey Bhai !! Aaj Shaam Ka Kya Scene Hai?” Life was all about parties, trips and spending as much time together as possible. Moving on from college to job sounded terrible. And we didn’t wanted to move on. Not at all.

Clock ticked by. Evryone left. One by One. Little did we realize that it was time for the goodbye. Fare thee well NITIE. Fare thee well Friends.

 

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The Trippy Gokarna Trip

Facebook feed, currently, is either full of disgruntled working professionals or the batchmates getting married – One by one, and in some cases to one another. Clock is ticking by and the call of the hour was a trip before wickets start tumbling down. May be a last All bachelor’s trip with the folks. We decided to camp down in Gokarna, a hidden beauty in Karnataka, just a little further from Goa. People crawled their way from Mumbai, Hyderabad, Bangalore and Chennai. Some took a planned leave and some decided to fall sick on the same day.

All this summer, luck has been really generous towards me. And another instance was when I successfully booked a Tatkal ticket on new irctc site – Mumbai to Kumta it was. Kumta happened to be some 40 kms away from Om beach and an hour or so was the journey from Kumta to Gokarna. Wait a minute – Did I say something about luck? Train somehow decided to took an unplanned halt at Gokarna Road and we were quick like bunnies to jump down on the adjacent empty track (No we didn’t pull the chain and I must stop bragging about my luck, lest I jinx it)

Gokarna is a place of natural diversity. From temples to sea to beaches to graffiti. Among all the beaches, Om Beach is the only beach which is accessible via road. All the other beaches are at the other end of 15-20 minutes of trail through forests. So was the case with the Kudle Beach, where we were supposed to put our foot down. It took some time finding the cottage, but at the very first view we knew that we were set for some real treat.

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Say Bye to Student … Say Hi To Banker

Long time No see? 😉 I have been on an extended Writer’s Block and still struggling to make a full time return. In the meantime things have changed a lot around the world. Sreesanth finally made a big impact. Mumbai police has started monitoring what we are downloading (I wonder what they are looking for) 😛 . Infosys shares have taken a lot of beating (Little things like this make you proud of your decision to exit Equity trading). Days come Shit happens and the entire world keeps on moving. And since I am a part of it, things are no different for me 😀

I happen to have this small world of mine filled with my family, a bunchful of idiots, the never ending exuberance and peaks and valleys every now and then. A fun filled ride which continued for six years, starting from B.Tech and RKGIT and ending with MBA and NITIE has come to a halt now. And it’s time to jump into a different ride. The ride they all refer to as the Job Life :O :/ Continue reading

Exams, Conflicts and Doomsday

I have been out of this space for almost two months. And just when I was running out of options as to what is it going to take to pull me out of the writer’s block, here come this very good old sadist friend of mine -End Term Exams. And as I have already cribbed about a million times, there is nothing in the world that you won’t find interest interest in during this particular time (except studying of course)

I can’t help wondering that few months down the line we all are going to miss this terribly. Exam scheduled at 9 in the morning is anyways far better than a sales report presentation before your boss in the morning (courtesy: various grunted dissatisfied complaining FB status of my seniors ;)). Placement are approaching and with the onset of the new year (If it comes after all), we all will be all suited up for the campus recruitment process 😀

Coming back to the point – Exams. It is one of those things that you can’t live with and neither could you live without. Only two more instances and it will be gone. Forever and Forever. And we will see our juniors’ updates next year concerning the same thing and will be like – “Dudes .. Stop complaining. You don’t know how lucky you guys are”. Don’t get me wrong here. I, by no means, am getting nostalgic right now. I so much want to run away from this phase ASAP 😉

Anyways, 21/12/12 is highly sought for. Partly because Doomsday is to be tested and majorly because end terms are getting over and it will be one last chance to go bezzerk before everyone lefts for home and I will be stuck back here in the hostel. Loads of loads of free time to think about all the things in the world and go down, down and further down :/

Ever felt so helpless? You know what is bothering you. You know it should not bother you. And you also know the steps you need to take to prevent it from bothering you. But alas!! you can’t convince yourself to do it. You brain keeps on shouting at your heart “Stop making me look like a fool all the time”. But Dil to hai Dil 😛 😛

Roadmap from now on – Survive the Exams .. Survive the doomsday .. Survive the new year celebrations .. Get placed .. and then fly right into the hearts of Delhi and Lucknow – places where all the people that matter are locked up.

P.S. Ignore any grammatical mistakes. In all probabilities you wouldn’t have read it completely, but still 😉

Sayonara.

That time of the Day

Half past three. I don’t know what term should I use for this time of the day. A morning approaching? A night bidding farewell? Or a meeting between the two inching closer?

Just switching over from one tab to other. Facebook seems ugly. YouTube appears obsolete. Tried blogging something down a couple of times. Didn’t work though …

Nothing wrong with me or my mood. It’s just that time of the day. I sit here in my study at my home, just like I used to 7 years back. The IIT-JEE days. The first real test of my life. I never prepared seriously for it though. I used to sit here just the way I am right now. The TV used to be set on a particular channel. I never looked at it though. I just wanted the sound to accompany me while I was solving those questions from Irodov. My brain used to be occupied with the Quantum Mechanics. And my heart. My heart was occupied with something far better.

Yeah. That time of the day. Sometime down the line RKGIT happened. This was the time of the budding engineers’ late night conversations. The time when we bonded the most. The self termed “Mafias” we were. Playing volleyball from midnight to the stroke of the morning. Intoxicated with the ecstasy of the youth, picking up fights every now and then. Making all the big plans and forgetting them the next day. Strolling down the campus, it felt like our own territory and we the undisputed rulers of the same.

Dawn approaching. 2 years back. D-110. I clearly remember the sequence of events. The CAT days. And this time I did study seriously. And this was the time of the day when I could relax and study without being concerned about a knock on the door. The cluttered room. Walls filled with the aspirations, the targets and the expectations. Expectations .. Try avoiding them as much as you can. They only complicate your path. And blur your vision.

I feel so light at this time of the day. Nothing seems right. Nothing seems wrong. The mind is completely blank. I am still miles away from even a hint of any sleep. Just switching over from one tab to other. Facebook seems ugly. YouTube appears obsolete. Tried blogging something down a couple of times. Didn’t work though. Looked back into my checklist. Everything is checked and I have got no pending work. My head is aching like crazy, but my brain is demanding for more and more work. Nothing wrong with my brain. it’s just that time of the day.

A text from here and there. May be a ping on WhatsApp. May be a mail regarding a new marketing event at some B-School. May be a call from someone very close with whom I can share this nothingness with. Again I am expecting. And again it won’t be met. Normally it’s very difficult to convince yourself about something your brain and heart don’t agree upon. But that’s not the case right now. It’s that time of the day. Only one entity is working right now. I am not sure whether it is my heart or brain. But there are no conflict of thoughts.

A plate full of fruits and other stuffs lying in front of me. Left here by my mom to ensure that his son survives through the night. My cupboard containing all my school time memories staring down at me. The top right shelf being occupied by the Harry Potter Books. The left part goes to the nerdy stuff. At the bottom lies the book of quotes. The same book which I use to consult for announcing the “Thought of the Day” every morning in the school. The Book of Quotes. I move through the pages of the book. Page no 59 – Still very clear in the memory. That blue piece of paper still lie here safe and intact. At the place where I put it 7 years back. I chose not to re-read it though. Should I tear it? Should I burn it? Should I return it to its real owner? I don’t know. I can’t decide on anything right now. Thought process isn’t working. It’s that time of the day.

It’s my last day in Lucknow. 24 hours down the line I will be moving back to Mumbai. Back to NITIE. I am home after a gap of 9 months. 2 weeks flew by in a ziffy. And nothing can stop the 1 day remaining from following the suite. Lucknow!! You will be missed. Am I getting emotional? I shouldn’t. Emotions make me weak. Or do they make me stronger? I seriously don’t know.

It’s that time of the day. My entire life is running all across me at the moment. I can see it all. All the places. All the people. All the emotions. Things that went right. Things that didn’t went that right. My success. My failure. Wrongs I did. Wrongs that were perceived to be done by me. The fun. The bonding. Friends. Groups. Trust. Happiness. Heart Breaks. Breakdowns. Support. Moments of Glory. Moments of Gloom. My best friend. My family. Everyone is participating in this showdown.

I am leaving for Mumbai tomorrow. I woke through out the night all these two weeks. Trying to reform myself. Trying to introspect. Trying to analyze the things that happened. Trying to convince myself. And did I succeed? I don’t know. But I feel very light right now. Am I going back a changed person? I don’t know. But I hope a part of me does change. I have made a pact with the time. Let the time keep its part of the promise. I will keep mine.

Once again I open the book and look at that blue paper. My part of the promise says I can’t read the paper. But promises are meant to be broken. But breaking it would spoil all the hard work and conviction of two weeks. But the contents of the paper are too addictive. I got to read it once again. I don’t know what to do. Why can’t I boil down to a decision? Why can’t I? May be because it’s that time of the day. And may be I should just burn the paper down.