~~Memoirs of the 3rd Semester~~

The end of another sem,
another milestone achieved...
It all looks simple and straightforward,
Yet every other thing i'm gonna say
is intertwinned with so many other things
which i won't ...

This was the sem that finally brought us back
to the stinking halls of the E&C deptt...
to the wooden chairs of the big lecture rooms..
And all that ,after comfort of the DOMS sofas
after the relaxed periods of slumber in the posh and airy hall.
One which brought us to new faces(read proffs)
and even those that r gonna suck our bloods
for the next 3 yrs...
One which brough many a conspiracies to the fore...
one where we had lots to gossip about..
One which introduced us to "counter-strike"
and the endless addictive nights we spent
either planting or defusing bombs
until we never knew it was the next morning...

I dedicate this sem to "people"...
all kinds and classes of people...
and the endless hours of bakar...
To the old "friends" who've faded away sumhow...
to the "new" ones that've made their presence felt...
and to the ones that are still holding on...
To the small community that we've created at rjb...
To the people who gave me a new nickname-"aupsy"
after all those distressing nicknames i had to live with in 1st year
To the endless hours i spent at nesci...
(fr that i'll like to thank my mom,dad ,my paltu kutta tommy ...
Nahh!!!I just wanna thank shubhi and preeti...)
Even though my first year count stands at 5 hours
(can't beleive it ...well,even i can't!!)
To the endless hours i spent bickering away
on topics far more irrelevant
than any important work at hand...
To all the gf-bf talk that i found myself thrown in
and to all the matters which i made worse
(my orkut trusty ratings say it all..)
And not to forget to all the profs
who reduced my brain to a peice of shit
and who forced me to read sidney sheldons and P.G.Wodehouses
in more than a given lecture...

And today as i pack my bags
I strut em with more than the usual stuff...
I take home more than just the inseperable laptop and mouse....
I take home memories(for the first time at IITR)
of moments gone by ,words left unsaid ...
situations went awry and the friendships that went sore...
I take home ...
all the luck that ppl wished me dis sem...
all the night-outs and skipped breakfasts...
all the chapos that i was entitled to this sem(surprisingly though)...
all the endless hours spent writing endless codes of C++
with the orkut window minimized and regularly updated...
the endless no. of holidays that we got
and the endless bus journeys we took back home
and with that the endless no. of muvies
seen on the bus T.V.("balma" notwithstanding...;0)..)
the diwali celebrated pompously
with crackers and diyas and candles and a DJ(and a lost purse)...
the thomso that followed
and the hysteria that accompanied
the groves and moves of melange and salsa
the MTV cameo wid none other than Braocha
the 4 days of of dj
and all the new moves tried and tested
the expected and the unexpected companies
and the happy pictures painted....
The b'day bumps i got
and the pain in the ass that i can still feel
And finally...with the end sems that screwed us royally
everything feels just so real...

Not to forget all those things which i did fr the first time at iitr...
Of course the 3-0 clock sleeping schedule...
The try at being the next sampras
when i could hardly hit the tennis ball to the other side...
The endless hours spent watching "friends" and "O.C."
The life with braces
which left me(the erstwhile Mr. thomso finalist... ;o)...) in titters
and the target of more than just somebody's jeers
The childhood prayers sung at school and
now after a gap of 2 yrs sung at the church..
The endless no. of b'day wishes..
and now even a b'day gift!!

From all the things mentioned above
and everything that feels so great
i head back
to the city of lights...
the city of the metro swirling by...
my city...saddi dilli
To have my eternal brownie
and looking forward to all the unexpectedness
that lies ahead in the bewilderness...