Sunday, May 31, 2009
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Its Wednesday today!!! There is hardly any substantial work I have done since Monday.
From Monday I was kinda not feeling well. Not sure if I was also a victim of Monday blues. P.s I have never hated Mondays unlike my other colleagues and never whined to come to office. This monday though was entirely different. I was just not feeling good and was irritated. The weather too was gloomy and dull.
A surprise conversation with someone also didn’t do anything good to uplift my mood. I thought, going home I will sit down and do some justice to my german homework which I have been planning to do since Sunday. I didn’t do that also.
Today I have promised myself, that I would go home and sit down to study and not waste my time watching tv. Lets see how good I am at fulfilling it.
Monday, May 18, 2009
Ok before anyone starts guessing anything that whether its about the teleserial Rajani well it’s not.
Rajani is my friend from college and its been 10 years now that I have known her. After my college we lost touch and I had never thought that I would get to speak to her, as I moved out of Calcutta to do my M.B.A. We had shared some very good, bad wonderful, angry, eating and study (ah can’t remember this one) moments together.. In college we would always be together though she was from Arts and I was in Science. I don’t really recollect how and when our friendship started. Probably it was just coincidence that we got together. We use to fix up time that we would be coming to college at this time.In the morning I use to call her and tell her that what time I would be coming to college. We would meet, chit chat, roam in and around college, go for our respective classes and then again come back and start our chit chatting. I really think hard to recollect what we use to talk so much.
There were 2 joints we regularly visited almost. The bhelpuri waala and the imli chutney waala. In just 5 bucks we use to eat bhelpuri and 1 or 2 rs we use to buy that chatpati chutney and eat and do time pass. We use to share almost everything. Any problems, any good news, the food we ate. Evenings I use to drop her by her bus stop and waited till she get into a bus. She never used to allow me to sit and study in library even if I wanted to. I remember going with her for one of her history classes (remember I was in science) and the professor caught me talking and he made me stand up and asked me to say which chapter he was teaching. I was obviously blank as I was not paying attention and it was not my subject after all. We use to call each other from home also and talk. It was such fun filled days such days where we had no tensions no worry no responsibilities.
College was just fun!!!
8th May 2002 was the last time I saw her. That day we had our last final exams.
Today we are in touch again but our life has changed a mega lot. She still remembers so many things about us. She was telling me today that I gave her a big card on friendship day, but I really don’t remember, She also remembers certain things that I would have told her and certain instances where what my reaction was. She still remembers almost everything.
We use to talk and plan about how and where our life would be. What we would do in the years to come. Its all changed and its all went in a different way.
As I moved in life I got more friends and more people took a special place, but for her I am still her only friend the way I was years back. I don’t know should I be happy or sad!!! Wishing her all the best and everything good in life.
Thursday, May 7, 2009
I was surfing through channels and that’s when I stopped at DD 1. Chitrahaar was coming.
Remembered the good old days when we used to wait for Wednesdays. Wednesday were the days when Chitrahaar use to come. Don’t remember the time but I guess it was from 7 pm to 8 pm.
I still remember how I would be excited from morning that, oh today’s Wednesday and Chitrahaar is going come. More remarkable was the patience that we al had to sit and see the songs. It was just songs and still we enjoyed it so much looking athe songs. My mom would scold me sometimes for leaving my studies and watching tv. Not watching chitrahaar was something a sacrifice I didn’t wanted to go through.
Today I really don’t remember if hardly I would just pause and listen to a complete song unless its my super duper favourite track. We just keep on flicking channels. With enough channels and programmes at disposal we have lost value for the old and good things and as well as the patience.
With less we were happy and with more life has become just a means of existence.