Couldnt have asked for a more wonderful end to 2007... and looking 8hrs ahead, i feel the start of 2008 is going to be even more beautiful. Am already on such a sweet high.. 2008 sure feels like good news for me.. my life.. my frens... love (eh! really??) ... my crazy swingy super practical yet stupidly (ok... dat aint a word) emotional heart.
While 2007 began with a mini bang in Goa.. Thanks to COEP gang for making it special. Honestly guys, cant go there again without you... too many special memories...
Thn, everything soon got overshadowed by the placements that started in college. This was it! all that i had fought for... broken away from the chains of engineering to become a journalist, lost my frens and my love in a bid to make something out of my life.. this was it! I had to get through some place... actually at that pt it was only CNBC on ma mind. Crazy,huh...
Well.. Cnbc didnt happen.. not for me at least.. Neither did TOI or IBN. Three torturous months until DNA happened. Life is settled... or so i would like to believe.
Then began the setting up of a home and a family.... yes, i can write an entire library of books on my room-mates and my adventures or rather mis-adventures. Maybe someday i shall. Fingers Cross rocks ppl! *n no, dats not wht we call our house... yet).
The year seems to have zipped by.... a year later i've met all the gang again and it feels good to be back amongst one's people. The coffee sessions @10 outside Sahil's hostel, the movies @30bucks in Vijay and Alka, heavy lunch @25 at Chaitanya, long bike rides @other's cost , trips to Veer Da Dhaba and Bashos @who remembers after all the alcohol..... it all came rushing back to last weekend. Funny though.... have been to Pune several times in the last year and half... but never felt such a strong nostalgia. Happens to you??
The coffee mug that broke (P.S- scroll down a lle to read that story)... was replaced by a bigger one by a special fren. And then the original mug gifter came riding along with some books (literally.... even wrote the note inside while he was on the bike) as another gift. Well, thankfully books don't break.. they do tear so am thinking, i shall get them bound and the pages laminated or something. Or just ensure that there aint a shredder or Tania Sohal around.
A million broken pieces cannot be stuck together again… but one can certainly try to mend the precious piece with some new pieces added wherever something is missing… and the new ones make a fit…. Along with some of the original to keep the base same (ok… now this sounds like some recipe or craft workshop instructions…. Understand the depth people even though the writer barely ever has any deep thots) ….. a new start can happen or maybe its just the time to sweep away the million pieces and stop drinking coffee!!!
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Its time for you to sweep away the broken pieces, cuz u have been walking over them, and store them in some place safe.
Open Up.
Thanks Sahil..
but i dont get it.. OPEN UP?? Again... dont over analyse things.
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