Long time since I last blogged. Here go the reasons for it-
1. I was too busy to type. You may read busy as lazy. Your choice.
2. While leaving GNLU at the end of the previous semester I had made up my mind that I was going from a place that was my home to a place that wouldn't be that good.
3. When that proved to be wrong I found that I was having too much fun having fun to waste a single moment of it.
4. I have been BUSY. REALLY. I completed the first book that I was writing and as soon as NikR is done with the polishing of the rough gem (hell its my book, I can publicize it) it shall be good to go.
5. Okay I have run out of why else I did not blog. But I know its hardly of any importance to anyone. I mean I am awesome (increase of this word's usage since I am now oficially a huge fan of Barney Stinson) but still no one likes to hear a selfish moron no matter how awesome he is.
So coming back to the title that the blog suggests...
Great times..
Defined as being with people who are awesome to you and having fun with them. There are people who like to have fun alone but then those people have no idea what they are missing out on. Ask my friends.
So why does great time have to pass away so damn quick? Couldn't it stretch forever like the bad time does? Well if you are looking for a scientific answer go to wikipedia right now would be my suggestion. I am not here to answer that question. The blog is just me reliving the last two months, which have been 100 times more awesome than I thought they could be.
It started with a train journey from Gandhinagar with Inspector. The ride was annoying. Despite booking first class tickets we had to travel in a cramped cabin since people just kept showing up and taking up every nook and cranny of space left unoccupied. I didnt mind much since I went up to the upper berth and slept till someone spotted an empty space there too and believe it or not climbed up and sat right next to where I was sleeping.
Well that was for the journey part. Once in Mumbai it was back to the old ways. Haggling with the taxi drivers who want me to believe that they dont want to go on the meter since it will cost me so much. And people say humanity is lost on humans (for people who dont catch sarcasm well, THAT was sarcasm.)
Once home and settled I couldnt look beyond life at GNLU for the first few days. It was impossible to have fun here, or so it seemed. the biggest problem was that since I belong to Anushaktinagar, Asia's largest colony (I always boast about that, though it may or may not be true any longer) which is the home to all the scientist's, engineer's and doctor's and so on, working for BARC (Bhabha Atomic Research Center). So every single one of my friends is an engineering student. And for these people college is like prison. So until the day their exams ended (30th December. Screw Mumbai University) the only person who would bear me was my poor girl friend (I shall henceforth refer to her as Better Half, for the lack of creativity that seems to have hit me suddenly) and bear me she did. I was a down right pain in the ass for her. I wanted her to give me company all the time. I didnt expect her to put me ahead of studies but every time she didn't i scored brownie points with the well rehearsed, I-come-for-two-months-and-you-dont-give-me-priority speech.
She was a big help in getting me to settle down at the place since as we started going out more, the more of the past came flooding back and it reminded me of how the image of Mumbai home had changed drastically as I had settled into what would be my new home in Gandhinagar. So it turns out that I did actually love this place as my home before leaving and my Batter Half was making me realize that every day. Then came a fateful call that would alter the course of my regular holiday's. Its actually not as dramatic as I made it sound but sure this way sounds cooler. Since many weeks Yudi, Trip, AB(Angry Bird) and Tunn had been planning a trip to Shimla (Tunn's place) for the celebration of Tunn and Trip's birthday. They share it among many things. Well the many things are their college room and ummm.... well the first letter in my random name for them. I had never expected to be a part of the plan, since Mumbai to Shimla would require a lot of convincing. Convincing myself, my girlfriend and my parents. And I also had an internship which I literally dreamed of not doing. And I was busy with my book. I was going at a frantic speed with it. There was some driving force behind me that was unknown to me. But I just kept writing all day all night till I was satisfied.
So finally, when i was getting irritated by the constant swaying between one NGO to other thinking of which place would be the least irritating to work in I get a call from AB and he has Trip and Yudi on the phone with him. And he tells me that he has arranged a certificate for me from an NGO belonging to a friend of his so all I had to do was pack my bags and book the tickets. Actually that had to be done in the reverse order. But anyway, since he was offering me the dream of not working my ass off at some NGO and it would also mean that I would get to spend time in Shimla with my buddies. Now that is too cool a prospect for a 17 year old. Hardly any 17 year old's are allowed to go out on trip with friends and definitely fewer to places like Shimla. So all I now needed to do was convince my parents. It turned out to be the easiest part of the plan and within 30 minutes my tickets were booked.
Next blockade was my better half. But that wasnt a problem. She had an architecture fest coming up and they were keeping very busy at her college, so I had to just play the poor me card and I was through. But an understanding girl friend that she is she approved of it the moment she heard it. What the hell, if things were going to be so easy I might as well plan a trip for the next semester and planned it I did. And for now it seems an awesome plans. But then any good plan in Goa is an awesome plan.
So with packed bags I left for Shimla. Journey was annoying since I had most foolishly booked myself to an A/C chair car as I thought it would be fun. Just that I had imagined the chair car to be similar to the type of chair car's that i found in Germany or atleast like the shatabdi I had takn 7 to 8 years back. Turned out to be nothing like that and was a terrible journey. But I was looking forward to the upcoming fun and didnt let the journey spoil anything.
Once in Delhi, I reached Trip's place with a little difficulty with the rick driver. Anyhow the important thing was that I was there and I was ready to have fun. Trip in his usual surprising manner decided impulsively that we must watch Tintin movie in the PVR Vasant Kunj. So off we went to catch the movie and it turned out to be pretty good. Brilliant job done on the character portrayal of Captain Haddock. Next day we met up with Yudi and AB and we were off to Shimla.
The journey was little fun for me in the beginning as the others nodded off. The problem with me is I can hardly ever sleep in a travelling vehicle. In fact I had never managed it before going to GNLU but hostel life does do you wonders and I also have the perfect shoulder lender in Anju and her similar height does help. So it was only once it got dark that every one was up and about (Speak of human beings not being nocturnal creatures).
Shimla was a lot of fun and a hell lot cooler. Literally. We did go around a little less than lot but it was impossible to have gone around any more in that cold. The best part of the stay was sleeping. 5 people feeling cold stuffed in a room. Mind you the stuffing part in good since it is damn cold. And the mornings were amazing. We actually did the lottery thing to decide who gets to take bath the last who is sentenced to the torture of being the first to go take a bath. That reminds me even when we grow up there is always a kid inside,or so the movies say. We roamed around on the Mall Road with no apparent aim other than to eat. Turns out the Mall Road is locally known, strictly by guys, as Maal Road. And trust me it was difficult to not agree. Yet we were people with good sense and didnt mess around. Though we did have a ball when a few of Tunn's local friend's (who were totally sloshed) did chase after the ehm...
The next day we drove to an unmapped territory near Khufri named by Tunn and his friends as Heights. It was a stunning place and the height and beauty couldnt be done justice to by the use of a camera. We stayed up there in the peace and quiet. It is these places that inspire people into making drastic changes in their life. Naah nothing like that happened with us but we all did dream what a life we could have we could own a house at that exact place in the future.
So that was Shimla done with. I did move into AB's house for a day and it was an amazing experience. The entire trip was. Another impulsive decision by Trip to go for walk resulted in us landing up at Gurgaon. We went to landmark and ended up buying sports calenders and posters for our rooms in the much awaited new campus of GNLU.
And then after returning from Shimla I went to Bhubaneswar, my home town. It was the gulden jubilee celebration of my dad's secondary school. Sainik School Bhubaneswar. It was a brilliant experience, meeting up with your father's childhood friends who have more than enough stories that your father never would tell you about himself. I also went ad checked out their hostels and even that was an experience. Imagine looking at the room your dad spent his school days in.
So that brings me back to the last three days. 30th comes and the final paper of my genius engineering buddies are finally over. So its us 7, me, Kawadiya, Ghosh, Chaubey, Nattu, Vats and Sen. And we go out and have a ton of fun in the three days. We play laser tag, we do bowling, we go to expensive resaurants and order the costliest stuff since one of us is treating (in this case it was maldar party kawadiya) And now thats over and I start for Gandhinagar tomorrow. Why the hell do things always change when you dont want them to. I got a call from NikR today and Granger tells me everbody is already there so I would be missing out the fun days and directly arrive on the day of commencement of academic session.
Anyhow, holidays are fun if you have the right people to spend it with. I had a great one despite not expecting to get anything off it. Thats a surprise and now that it came to its peak its suddenly gone. I sure as hell look forward to going back to GNLU but why do I have to leave this place. I need to be at both places together. But then I guess holiday's are no fun if you dont have college. But 2 months gone in a flash. Just like the way the 4 months previous to it had gone by.
Why does it have to go so quickly? We discussed it in Shimla.. How wonderful it would be had we to stay forever in college, without growing up (Obviously) and I do not mean the vampire rubbish related to the twilight when I speak of remaining stuck at an age. But well life is like that. And the best part is its going great right now and obviously me being an eternal optimist (my dad even refers to me as over optimist) I see no reason why the entire life shall not be the same. It can be, it will be.. Because no matter what, keep your loved ones close and definitely you will have perfect holiday life. I have first hand experience now of the same thing. Good times and bad times are perceptions of human brain. In reality its your approach. Approach things optimistically like my better half made me do and things seem perfect. Be a grouch with a made up mind like me and you stand to loose a lot in your life.
Signing off,
Buckchod
Lock and Load
I leave you with this beautiful picture that I clicked while we returned from Khufri. Its the most vibrant sunset I have ever seen.
1. I was too busy to type. You may read busy as lazy. Your choice.
2. While leaving GNLU at the end of the previous semester I had made up my mind that I was going from a place that was my home to a place that wouldn't be that good.
3. When that proved to be wrong I found that I was having too much fun having fun to waste a single moment of it.
4. I have been BUSY. REALLY. I completed the first book that I was writing and as soon as NikR is done with the polishing of the rough gem (hell its my book, I can publicize it) it shall be good to go.
5. Okay I have run out of why else I did not blog. But I know its hardly of any importance to anyone. I mean I am awesome (increase of this word's usage since I am now oficially a huge fan of Barney Stinson) but still no one likes to hear a selfish moron no matter how awesome he is.
So coming back to the title that the blog suggests...
Great times..
Defined as being with people who are awesome to you and having fun with them. There are people who like to have fun alone but then those people have no idea what they are missing out on. Ask my friends.
So why does great time have to pass away so damn quick? Couldn't it stretch forever like the bad time does? Well if you are looking for a scientific answer go to wikipedia right now would be my suggestion. I am not here to answer that question. The blog is just me reliving the last two months, which have been 100 times more awesome than I thought they could be.
It started with a train journey from Gandhinagar with Inspector. The ride was annoying. Despite booking first class tickets we had to travel in a cramped cabin since people just kept showing up and taking up every nook and cranny of space left unoccupied. I didnt mind much since I went up to the upper berth and slept till someone spotted an empty space there too and believe it or not climbed up and sat right next to where I was sleeping.
Well that was for the journey part. Once in Mumbai it was back to the old ways. Haggling with the taxi drivers who want me to believe that they dont want to go on the meter since it will cost me so much. And people say humanity is lost on humans (for people who dont catch sarcasm well, THAT was sarcasm.)
Once home and settled I couldnt look beyond life at GNLU for the first few days. It was impossible to have fun here, or so it seemed. the biggest problem was that since I belong to Anushaktinagar, Asia's largest colony (I always boast about that, though it may or may not be true any longer) which is the home to all the scientist's, engineer's and doctor's and so on, working for BARC (Bhabha Atomic Research Center). So every single one of my friends is an engineering student. And for these people college is like prison. So until the day their exams ended (30th December. Screw Mumbai University) the only person who would bear me was my poor girl friend (I shall henceforth refer to her as Better Half, for the lack of creativity that seems to have hit me suddenly) and bear me she did. I was a down right pain in the ass for her. I wanted her to give me company all the time. I didnt expect her to put me ahead of studies but every time she didn't i scored brownie points with the well rehearsed, I-come-for-two-months-and-you-dont-give-me-priority speech.
She was a big help in getting me to settle down at the place since as we started going out more, the more of the past came flooding back and it reminded me of how the image of Mumbai home had changed drastically as I had settled into what would be my new home in Gandhinagar. So it turns out that I did actually love this place as my home before leaving and my Batter Half was making me realize that every day. Then came a fateful call that would alter the course of my regular holiday's. Its actually not as dramatic as I made it sound but sure this way sounds cooler. Since many weeks Yudi, Trip, AB(Angry Bird) and Tunn had been planning a trip to Shimla (Tunn's place) for the celebration of Tunn and Trip's birthday. They share it among many things. Well the many things are their college room and ummm.... well the first letter in my random name for them. I had never expected to be a part of the plan, since Mumbai to Shimla would require a lot of convincing. Convincing myself, my girlfriend and my parents. And I also had an internship which I literally dreamed of not doing. And I was busy with my book. I was going at a frantic speed with it. There was some driving force behind me that was unknown to me. But I just kept writing all day all night till I was satisfied.
So finally, when i was getting irritated by the constant swaying between one NGO to other thinking of which place would be the least irritating to work in I get a call from AB and he has Trip and Yudi on the phone with him. And he tells me that he has arranged a certificate for me from an NGO belonging to a friend of his so all I had to do was pack my bags and book the tickets. Actually that had to be done in the reverse order. But anyway, since he was offering me the dream of not working my ass off at some NGO and it would also mean that I would get to spend time in Shimla with my buddies. Now that is too cool a prospect for a 17 year old. Hardly any 17 year old's are allowed to go out on trip with friends and definitely fewer to places like Shimla. So all I now needed to do was convince my parents. It turned out to be the easiest part of the plan and within 30 minutes my tickets were booked.
Next blockade was my better half. But that wasnt a problem. She had an architecture fest coming up and they were keeping very busy at her college, so I had to just play the poor me card and I was through. But an understanding girl friend that she is she approved of it the moment she heard it. What the hell, if things were going to be so easy I might as well plan a trip for the next semester and planned it I did. And for now it seems an awesome plans. But then any good plan in Goa is an awesome plan.
So with packed bags I left for Shimla. Journey was annoying since I had most foolishly booked myself to an A/C chair car as I thought it would be fun. Just that I had imagined the chair car to be similar to the type of chair car's that i found in Germany or atleast like the shatabdi I had takn 7 to 8 years back. Turned out to be nothing like that and was a terrible journey. But I was looking forward to the upcoming fun and didnt let the journey spoil anything.
Once in Delhi, I reached Trip's place with a little difficulty with the rick driver. Anyhow the important thing was that I was there and I was ready to have fun. Trip in his usual surprising manner decided impulsively that we must watch Tintin movie in the PVR Vasant Kunj. So off we went to catch the movie and it turned out to be pretty good. Brilliant job done on the character portrayal of Captain Haddock. Next day we met up with Yudi and AB and we were off to Shimla.
The journey was little fun for me in the beginning as the others nodded off. The problem with me is I can hardly ever sleep in a travelling vehicle. In fact I had never managed it before going to GNLU but hostel life does do you wonders and I also have the perfect shoulder lender in Anju and her similar height does help. So it was only once it got dark that every one was up and about (Speak of human beings not being nocturnal creatures).
Shimla was a lot of fun and a hell lot cooler. Literally. We did go around a little less than lot but it was impossible to have gone around any more in that cold. The best part of the stay was sleeping. 5 people feeling cold stuffed in a room. Mind you the stuffing part in good since it is damn cold. And the mornings were amazing. We actually did the lottery thing to decide who gets to take bath the last who is sentenced to the torture of being the first to go take a bath. That reminds me even when we grow up there is always a kid inside,or so the movies say. We roamed around on the Mall Road with no apparent aim other than to eat. Turns out the Mall Road is locally known, strictly by guys, as Maal Road. And trust me it was difficult to not agree. Yet we were people with good sense and didnt mess around. Though we did have a ball when a few of Tunn's local friend's (who were totally sloshed) did chase after the ehm...
The next day we drove to an unmapped territory near Khufri named by Tunn and his friends as Heights. It was a stunning place and the height and beauty couldnt be done justice to by the use of a camera. We stayed up there in the peace and quiet. It is these places that inspire people into making drastic changes in their life. Naah nothing like that happened with us but we all did dream what a life we could have we could own a house at that exact place in the future.
So that was Shimla done with. I did move into AB's house for a day and it was an amazing experience. The entire trip was. Another impulsive decision by Trip to go for walk resulted in us landing up at Gurgaon. We went to landmark and ended up buying sports calenders and posters for our rooms in the much awaited new campus of GNLU.
And then after returning from Shimla I went to Bhubaneswar, my home town. It was the gulden jubilee celebration of my dad's secondary school. Sainik School Bhubaneswar. It was a brilliant experience, meeting up with your father's childhood friends who have more than enough stories that your father never would tell you about himself. I also went ad checked out their hostels and even that was an experience. Imagine looking at the room your dad spent his school days in.
So that brings me back to the last three days. 30th comes and the final paper of my genius engineering buddies are finally over. So its us 7, me, Kawadiya, Ghosh, Chaubey, Nattu, Vats and Sen. And we go out and have a ton of fun in the three days. We play laser tag, we do bowling, we go to expensive resaurants and order the costliest stuff since one of us is treating (in this case it was maldar party kawadiya) And now thats over and I start for Gandhinagar tomorrow. Why the hell do things always change when you dont want them to. I got a call from NikR today and Granger tells me everbody is already there so I would be missing out the fun days and directly arrive on the day of commencement of academic session.
Anyhow, holidays are fun if you have the right people to spend it with. I had a great one despite not expecting to get anything off it. Thats a surprise and now that it came to its peak its suddenly gone. I sure as hell look forward to going back to GNLU but why do I have to leave this place. I need to be at both places together. But then I guess holiday's are no fun if you dont have college. But 2 months gone in a flash. Just like the way the 4 months previous to it had gone by.
Why does it have to go so quickly? We discussed it in Shimla.. How wonderful it would be had we to stay forever in college, without growing up (Obviously) and I do not mean the vampire rubbish related to the twilight when I speak of remaining stuck at an age. But well life is like that. And the best part is its going great right now and obviously me being an eternal optimist (my dad even refers to me as over optimist) I see no reason why the entire life shall not be the same. It can be, it will be.. Because no matter what, keep your loved ones close and definitely you will have perfect holiday life. I have first hand experience now of the same thing. Good times and bad times are perceptions of human brain. In reality its your approach. Approach things optimistically like my better half made me do and things seem perfect. Be a grouch with a made up mind like me and you stand to loose a lot in your life.
Signing off,
Buckchod
Lock and Load
I leave you with this beautiful picture that I clicked while we returned from Khufri. Its the most vibrant sunset I have ever seen.
