Een tha meen bhile. I've read Ahona's nostalgia post. And that has set me thinking. I think my university years were defined by (others and also myself i guess) who i was going out with. Thus, not being with him I'm automatically not considered part of the ol' gang. And also, on my part, don't feel very nostalgic either. It's sad and unfortunate but true. But, but, but. And here's the best bit. Unlike everyone else suffering from nostalgia pangs, who'd soon feel alientaed among new faces, i'll always be at home. My strongest connections, my closest friend in the uni, will stay for a long looong loooooong time to come. Ooooh yeah baby, I have my prof.s. So i'll always have a home to come back to in Cal. Always ektu booze, ektu aantlami, ektu chyablami aar oneeek politics. I'm feeling warm and fuzzy inside.
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
Someone asked me yesterday, "So are you apprehensive or excited?". Mmmhmm. I guess a little of both. Mostly not feeling anything at all. But rather tense because nothing's planned and i basically have zilch until i get paid. But also on my own. And Daryaganj. Sarojini. Ladies Night. JNOO. Janpath. CP. People Tree. (not that I have any money, as I said.) And of course, job.
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