Whats life become?

Today we have higher buildings and wider highways, but shorter temperments and narrower points of view.

We spend more, but enjoy less.

We have bigger houses, but smaller families.

We have more compromises, but less time.

We have more knowledge, but less judgement.

We have more medicines, but less health.

We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values.

We talk much, we love only a little, and we hate too much.

We reached the moon and came back, but we find it troublesome to cross our own street and meet our neighbors.

We have conquered the outer space, but not our inner space.

We have higher income, but less morals…

These are times with more liberty, but less joy… With much more food, but less nutrition…These are days in which two salaries come home, but divorces increase. These are times of finer houses, but more broken homes.

That’s why I propose that as of today -- You do not keep anything for a special occasion, because every day that you live is a special occasion. Search for knowledge, read more, sit on your front porch and admire the view without paying attention to the needs. Pass more time with your family, eat your favorite food, visit the place you love.

Life is a chain of moments of enjoyment; it isn’t only survival.Use your crystal goblets. Do not save your best perfume… use it every time you feel you want it.

Take out from your vocabulary phrases like, “one of these days” and “someday”. Let’s write that letter we thought of writing “one of these days…”Let’s tell our families and friends how much we love them. Never pass up a chance at adding laughter and joy to your life. Every day, hour, and minute are special… Because you never know if it will be your last…

If you’re too busy to take some minutes to share this message with someone you love, and you tell yourself that you will share it “one of these days”… “one of these days” can be very far away, and you may not be there to see it…

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Life's Highs

1. Laughing hysterically
2. Dancing your heart out
3. Star gazing
4. Shopping
5. Going to the beach
6. Listening to the rain
7. Ice-cream on a hot day
8. Feeling wanted
9. Getting that warm, fuzzy feeling when you think about the one you love
10. ReceIving text messages
11. Personal jokes
12. ComplIments
13. Late night phone calls
14. Christmas
15. Hugs
16. Kisses
17. Knowing someone misses you
18. Knowing someone is thinking of you
19. Good dreams
20. Skipping school for a day
21. Lying on the grass starring into the sky
22. Going up to the snow
23. Jumping into a warm bed on a cold night
24. Seeing your guys/girls name on your mobile when it rings
25. Your first kiss
26. Talking for hours about absolutely nothing
27. Looking back on the laughs
28. Receiving presents
29. Giving presents
30. Birthdays
31. Air conditioning when it's hot
32. Being full of energy
33. Seeing your boyfriend/girlfriend
34. Watching someone do something stupid, and them thinking no one saw
35. Nice smelling perfume/cologne/deodorant
36. Good hair days
37. Turning on the radio to hear that your favourite song is being played
38. Running into an old friend
39. Strolling along the pier at night
40. Finding $5 on the ground
41. Being home alone
42. Reading a good magazine
43. Sun baking
44. Sleeping in
45. Watching the sun come up
46. Seeing a shooting star
47. Waking up to find the person you love in your arms
48. Weekends
49. Holidays
50. Jumping on a trampoline
51. Sitting infront on the fire on a cold evening
52. Smell of freshly baked chocolate chip cookies
53. Singing into your hairbrush in your room
54. Bubble baths
55. Turning up your sterio as loud as it will go
56. Being so happy it makes you cry
57. Summer
58. Finally completing somthing you started a long time ago
58. Achieving a long time goal
59. Warm nights
60. Falling in love...

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Time value of life

Imagine there is a bank account that credits your account each morning with $86,400. It carries over no balance from day to day.Every evening the bank deletes whatever part of the balance you failed to use during the day. What would you do? Draw out every cent, of course?Each of us has such a bank. It's name is TIME.
Every morning, it credits you with 86,400 seconds.Every night it writes off as lost, whatever of this you have failed to invest to a good purpose.It carries over no balance. It allows no over draft. Each day it opens a new account for you. Each night it burns the remains of the day.If you fail to use the day's deposits, the loss is yours. There is no drawing against "tomorrow."You must live in the present on today's deposits. Invest it so as to get from it the utmost in health, happiness and success!The clock is running!! Make the most of today.
To realise the value of ONE YEAR, ask a student who failed a grade.
To realise the value of ONE MONTH, ask a mother who has given birth to a premature baby.
To realise the value of ONE WEEK, ask the editor of a weekly newspaper.
To realise the value of ONE HOUR, ask the lovers who are waiting to meet.
To realise the value of ONE MINUTE, ask a person who just missed a train.
To realise the value of ONE SECOND, ask someone who just avoided an accident.
To realise the value of ONE MILLISECOND, ask the person who won a silver medal at the Olympics.
Treasure every moment that you have! And treasure it more because you shared it with someone special, special enough to spend your time with. And remember time waits for no one.
Yesterday is history. Tomorrow is a mystery. Today is a gift.
That's why its called the present.

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Live Life don't crib abt it

As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn't supposed to ever let us down, probably will. You'll have your heart broken and you'll break others' hearts. You'll fight with your best friend or maybe even fall in love with them, and you'll cry because time is flying by. So take too many pictures, laugh too much, forgive freely, and love like you've never been hurt. Life comes with no guarantees, no time outs, no second chances. you just have to live life to the fullest, tell someone what they mean to you and tell someone off, speak out, dance in the pouring rain, hold someone's hand, comfort a friend, fall asleep watching the sun come up, stay up late, be a flirt, and smile until your face hurts. Don't be afraid to take chances or fall in love and most of all, live in the moment because every second you spend angry or upset is a second of happiness you can never get back.

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15 things you probably never thought abt or knew

15 things you probably never knew or thought about....
1. At least five people in this world love you so much they would die for you.
2. At least fifteen people in this world love you in some way.
3. The only reason anyones would ever hate you is because they want to be just like you.
4. A smile from you can bring happiness to anyone, even if they don't like you.
5. Every night, someone thinks about you before they go to sleep.
6. You mean the world to someone.
7. If not for you, someone may not be living.
8. You are special and unique.
9. Someone that you don't even know exists loves you.
10. When you make the biggest mistake ever, something good comes from it.
11. When you think the world has turned its back on you, take a look: you most likely turned your back on the world.
12. When you think you have no chance of getting what you want, you probably won't get it, but if you believe in yourself, probably, sooner or later, you will get it.
13. Always remember the compliments you recieved. Forget the rude remarks.
14. Always tell someone how you feel about them; you will feel much better when they know.
15. If you have a great friend, take the time to let them know that they are great.

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Jo hota hai, achche ke liye hota hai (Whatever happens, happens for the good)

There are times when things go wrong, when your confidence hits rock bottom and when life seems a disaster but at this point understanding that there is a hidden meaning behind the event is what is important. In this blog post of mine i will give you some examples from my life which at first seemed disasterous but today i just love them.

The very first thing which i ever felt wrong was staying away from Dad. I felt hurt and pained by it quite many times but 18 yrs down the line i am happy that it is the way it is. If it did not happen, i wouldnt have been responsible the way i am, i wouldnt have understood life the way i do, i wouldnt have taken life seriously like i have. Staying in the sheltered environment i would have never gone to Jamshedpur, then not studied well enough, never reached Mumbai, Nagpur or France alike.

When i was in the 9th gradei got into trouble with my principal for making fun of her and was almost thrown out. That time i cried, why me, when everyone did so. But a few years later i realised that if it wasnt for that incident i would have never started taking studies seriously. My friend circle was going wrong, i was having fun in class and ignoring studies but since that day i mended my ways. Today 8 yrs later i still am in search of my principal, to thank her, but few years back she left for her home country, Ireland. Sister Helena, Sister i just hope that some day i get a chance to express the gratitude that i have inside for you. Thank you.

After 12th i got admission in Mumbai for my graduation while all my friends got through colleges in Pune. I cried, i cribbed and complained that i wanted to leave Mumbai. I kept waiting for lists to show my name in Symbiosis, Pune and it kept ignoring me. Then one day while sitting on Marine Drive i thought, my name should have been on the 1st list but it was not. It was not there till the 3rd. Thats when i thought, that is this a sign from God that dont go to Pune, that i had to make it big here itself in Mumbai. I decided i will not go. Next day, my name appeared in the list. My phone did not stop ringing, as all my friends tried desperately to change my decision but i did not. 4 yrs down the line i am satisfied with my decision. Agreed i did not have as much fun as they did, did not live a great college life but learnt a lot about life. The struggle, the competition, the life ahead, i got a preview of all. That made me work harder and thats why CAT clicked. I got a 94.86 percentile and fate led me to IMT Nagpur.

Now you will say IMT, thats not good enough. I agree its not an IIM, its not even close to IMT Ghaziabad but my decision proved right again. IMT in the 1st two terms taught me more than the 3 yrs in Mumbai. While in Mumbai i learnt about life as a struggle, IMT taught me about People. They people that i met here was very diverse and wide but what it taught me was everyone is different. Its upto you to see through the fake fronts that people potray or else life will become a disaster. And most important of all IMT gave me the gift of my Best Days of My Life, France. IMT Nagpur wasnt on my original list of colleges, I compromised and the result was France.

So bhaiyon aur unke behanon, Life is great, beautiful and fantastic. Whatever happens, happens to make life better, happier and greater. So embrace everything with open arms.

Today i am happy because EVERYONE CELEBRATES OCCASIONS, I CELEBRATE LIFE !!
So IT'S YOUR LIFE, MAKE IT LARGE.

"Jai ho" all the way for UPA

Jai ho everyone

Through my France trip my Indian political knowledge has just grown. All thanx to Ashok. So for the 1st time i actually followed the national elections of the world's largest democracy. From Varun Gandhi's hate speech to Advani 's and Manmohan Singh's verbal war it was really a interesting few months. And politics after all is not as boring as it seems.

The Congress with Dr Manmohan Singh as their Prime Ministerial Candidate and his counterpart in the BJP, Mr LK Advani slogged their ass out for just one thing, occupation of the residence at 7, Race Course Road.

It all came down to this morning, the final results and to everyone's surprise, Congress swept thru. The NDA could not hold its ground and it slipped off. The biggest surprise came with Left losing ground in their 2 strongholds, West Bengal and Kerela. May just be their end.

So the point to be discussed is what went wrong for the BJP and what went right for the Congress. On one side the hard work of youngsters in the Congress paid off. Be it Rahul or Priyanka Gandhi. Could this mean the return of Congress to its good old days. Or do u feel the NDA screwed up. I agreed that Mr LK Advani is a senior politician but do u feel that the country which saw the demolation of the Babri Masjid under his leadership would accept him as the head of the state. Personally for me to, I wouldnt have minded supporting BJP provided Mr Modi was their Prime Ministerial candidate. May be some others feel the same. Did the issue of Varun Gandhi's hate speech and their Hindutva concept not go down well with the younger generation? A question which BJP has to look into.

Another thing that i noticed is the loss of various big names who were a part of the Cabinet. Mani Shankar Aiyer, Renuka Choudhary, Ambika Soni all lost their way. Does this mean younger guys in the cabinet. Welcome on board Rahul Gandhi, Sachin Pilot, Jyotiraditya Scindia and Milind Deora. May this may be what the India of tomorrow requires.

Hey Ashok i know u will read this soon so i am sorry for the loss, there is always a next time and next time hope to see u there. U will be the prime ministerial candidate from IMT. And another thing Ashok, Thanx a million for raising my interest in politics. If it hadnt been for our discussions in France i would have never written this post on a topic i found very bugging and irritating, Indian Politics.

So before i end i would like to Congratulate all UPA supporters and those backing NDA, i would say is, never mind, better luck next time and my suggestion, push Narendra Modi for the top spot. It will help surely.

Jai Ho for now....

Back to square 1.....IMT

hey guys,
welcome to my 1st blog post from India. Have been here for a week but have been a little busy in travelling and my Internship and things. So today lets begin my Indian campaign.

When i left Dijon and France a week back i was a little hesitant about how would i adjust back into the wonderland called INDIA but i forgot does anyone need to adjust back at home. After landing in Delhi i spent 2 days with mom and grandma before i finally left for my institute, for my international friends, it is IMT(Institute of Management Technology in Nagpur).

On my drive from the city to the campus the heat seemed to melt me and i felt as if where was i heading and how will i manage the various things here.

But it has been a great 3 days here. With only 15-20 people on campus it is full of fun and timepass. Agreed travelling to the city daily in this heat and that also in a crumbling state transport bus is bad but otherwise things are great. Sitting in the library to beat the afternoon heat, all of us sitting and having meals together, the games of cricket in the evening, its just great

U know what guys, for the 1st time in my life i slept outside in the lawn under the open sky. It was real fun and we also manage to get one of the classrooms opened so that we can use the airconditioning which the hostel rooms dont have. What a calm sleep u get there.

To add to the fun we are planning a trip to the waterpark tomorrow. I thought i was gonna slog it out here but that part is still to come.
Yesterday i waited for 5.5 hrs to meet my boss, a meeting which was scheduled for 12 noon finally took place at 5.30 pm. From monday its gonna be a full days work slogging it out in the 50 degrees centigrade Nagpur sun but i also know it wont be as bad as it seems

I overestimated the troubles here but it was fun and its the same with every aspect in life. So i am sure the 1 month that i spend at Pepsi is gonna be great too. Any probs will have a bottle of Cola and chill. After all, Yeh Hai Youngistaan Meri Jaan.

THOSE WERE THE BEST DAYS OF MY LIFE

Here I sit at Paris Airport waiting for my flight back home. Another few hours the 4 month dream is gonna come to an end. The memories, the times , the people all gonna stay by me forever.

And as I am about to leave I would like to thank the beautiful country, France, for all that it has given me. Few hours back as we left Dijon we saw what all we had gained in these 4 months and also saw the great friendships that we were leaving behind. Kassy, Kwstas, Karolina, Gulcin, Yagmur, Alp, Astrid, all were there at the Gare (station) to see us off. There was no greater honour than that.

4.40 pm...Platform... the train is all set to leave. All of us stand at the door and emotions let loose. Kassy, Karolina and even Kwstas shed a tear or two. With the hugs and kisses and goodbyes the time ticks away.

4.52 pm...the door closes...and all these friends get left behind. I take my seat by the window and as the train starts moving. The name on the platform says, “Ville de Dijon” and it finally struck me. Maybe and most probably we will never walk these lanes again. The tears start rolling and the 4 months flash right in front of me. Every moment, every laugh, all those fights.....i will miss them all.

5.15am...Present day...Airport Charles de Gaulle terminal 2F...
Aishwarya asks me why I have that blank look on my face and I don’t have any reply for her. Its a feeling of getting left behind. Its a feeling of losing out on so many things. As we walked from ESC Dijon to Rue Gambetta there were so many things that I always came across. Waving HI to my friend at Le Bocadillo, I will miss doing that. Wishing “Bonsoir” to my sandwich friend at Rue la Liberte, Place de la Liberation, Chabot Charny, Wilson, the Avenue.
I still feel like going back to that house and fight with the others. “Who’s turn is it to cook today.” “it’s not my turn to go to Carrefour.” “Again you have cooked Rice, cant we have something else to eat.” “Why isn’t Ashok there to cook lunch.” Those were times yaar.

THE HOUSEMATES
Aishwarya, Miss Accent, and her favourite statement “ I choose not to”.... MISS HS..... when we came here we expected a girl would eat less as compared to us but surprisingly she eats more than me. Reason.... “She doesn’t eat more than she pays” but neither does she eat less than what she pays.

Ashok and his favourite line... “Why am I being outcasted” “ I am not opposed to any rule.” The greatest thing used to be that every time he needed to be ready at a particular time Ashok would say, “ Nobody needs to wake me up. You want me to be ready at 10. I will be here at 9.58” but alas leaving him everyone knew that Ashok will never appear before 11. Someone who can spend 50 euros on roller blades just to use it twice.

Sunil.... Kantaal aa raha hai.... “you guys should only buy brown bread bcoz its healthy. Every morning dot at 9.15am Sunil Bhaiya would be at the dining table having a kings breakfast. Yaar if you cant sleep doesn’t mean that making so much noise in the kitchen and spoiling our sleep. “Why is that plate not washed. Why are u making so much noise. The rule is made, no more discussions on this.”

Mayank Tandon... he hasn’t changed at all... that birthday party, those pre birthday surprises... somethings should be left unsaid... From all those double meanings statements, he went on to become the silent assassin. Just observing and taking it all.

Eshan, the angry young man. Can u even imagine someone with the personality of him would lose cool so easily. He was the rule maker and the rule follower. It was us, the others who broke the rules.

The great jokes that we shared... “Aaaaaaah” “The man, his ducati and his glacier” and “the small red fruits”. The great plans of Sunil and mine to kill Aishwarya everyday but sadly she survived all of them. Sunil does plan to throw her off the plane mid-air. Hope so finally he does succeed before entering India.

I was also a butt of so many jokes but guys, thanx for those times as well. “Grogi” “Loveguru” “Bimar premi” “Consultancy” “Tharki”.

Those linking up each other with all those firangees. Sunil and his love for..... Ashok and his Takiya.... Mayank and Aaaaah..... Aishwarya and her Ghosla Baal waala firangee and “da man”( aishwarya asked me to change “the” to “da” right accent and Miss HS).... we didn’t even leave Eshan out... My story...Guys I don’t think I need to even mention where you linked me...

All 5 of you, Mayank, Eshan, Aishwarya, Sunil and Ashok... Thanx a million... It was the greatest honour and greatest pleasure staying with you. May not be ever able to thank you for all that you have taught me in this period. I couldn’t have ever asked for a better set of people and thanx to IMT and Mazumdar Sir I have found friends for a lifetime

THE FRIENDS

Thanx a ton to all the people we met here who made every moment of this eternity worth dying for.

The Greeks....Kassy and Kwstas... you were just fabulous and incredible

The American....Kamilah... will always regret not saying a proper bye to you... you are The BEST....

The Czechs....Karolina....you are a SWEETHEART. Proud to have a friend like you...Jan n Barbora... It was a great time that I spent with you

The Turkish... Gulcin... Seriously the enthusiasm and excitement that I saw in you... will miss Miss Spontaneous Photographer... Yagmur... you were Great... Alp... Regret getting to know you so late....

The Slovenians...Tjasa n Lea.... Will miss the Beautiful Ladies a lot...

The Polish... Wiki... Miss Wierd Expression... but lovely to have around for a smile...

The Indians...Agraj, Ankur, Priya, Shivam, Dipin, Jennifer... Hope to meet you some day back in India...

Did I forget mentioning any French.... yes a loads of them to thank for.... Quentin, Sabrina and Barbora for the wonderful tourism team. Kamelia and Floriane for the great Management and Business Creativity work respectively. Yikka, will try meeting you some day in Hong Kong.

THE PEOPLE

Bob and Elisabeth.. You were wonderful neighbours. Someday if God permits we will have another wonderful discussion like the one we had. You have great kids in Pierre and Mira and just wish all of you the very best in life

Our landlords... Could have never asked for anything better from them... Anybody reading this always pray that you have landlords like them... someone who would go out of their way to make their tenants feel at home.. Being it calling back home or be it taking us to the market and even the phone and the weighing scale we demanded

One of the best persons I met and some of the best memories that I had were in the French class with Mrs Fredrique Terrand.. Someone who took all our jokes so sportingly and will never forget the moment where in the final exam she told me, “Sampark I cant take this paper of yours.” I was submitting a disastrous attempt and this statement just showed how much expectations she had from me. She would scold us when we spoke Hindi in class and just loved it when she said, “Sampark, no tension, its like sleeping on the beach” “In France, teacher is the Boss” “Work, work hard” Shut up” Undoubtedly the best classroom memories I have ever had. At this point of French class how can i miss the wonderful times when Haajesh was in class. From the point where he told maam, " chalti hai kya coffee peene" to " where he kept saying," i missed only 3 classes " where he would have attented not more than that no. And the best of all pronounce Bonjour Monsieur they way u pronounce in English and not how u do it in French

Just a mention to all the other teachers that I spent some great classroom hours with. Be it Sabine Mueller(just no words to describe her), JP Bernard (one of the very few practical classes that I have had ever), Claude Chappui( love his knowledge on everything), A. Djoehana( loved the way he used to say, “lets ask our Indian friends.” Siobhan Alderson (a very short but impactful interaction with her. Maam, will miss your classes a lot” Christian Khulmann and who is at the 3 corners of the Marketing Triangle.

Will miss the Patisserie and Boulangerie opposite the school.... Pain au Chocolat and the Jambon Sandwich ( Sunil, How many dukkars, Pigs, have I eaten in France??




THE PLACES

The beauty of France is just uncomparable.

Be it the lovely Eiffel ( visiting which was a dream come true) or Moulin Rouge. Finally in 4 months I did break my bad luck with Paris and did visit it twice. The 1st one on 14th Feb.. It was just the greatest thing that could have ever happened, “me in the world’s most romantic city on the year’s most romantic day.

Be it Besancon, it’s citadelle and, how can I forget, Pascal

Be it Beaune and its wine world with Mr Claude Chappui

Be it Lyon and its wonderful Roman Remains, the 2 rivers running side by side or be it the double decker Notre Dame Church. I couldn’t believe seeing 2 churches one above another.

Be it Nice and Cannes. Agreed the rain tried playing spoiltsport but the red carpet and the wonderful ride to the island, the secluded sea side on the island at Cannes and be it the rocky beaches of Nice

And finally be it the Marsanney Forest. The best hike that anyone can ever ask for. That climbing up the hillside and then losing our way to finally sliding down the hill. It was just fabulous

Or be it the wonderful city of Dijon....i can go on and on about it

UNFINISHED BUSINESS

In another few hours I will leave France but that doesn’t mean that I have fulfilled all my wishes. Amidst all these great memories a few things were left undone which would force to come back.
Missed a chance to have coffee at Place de la Liberation. Would have loved to have one under the wonderful summer sun with a slow breeze blowing across. As far as meals are concerned will come back to eat at JP Billoux, our very own JP Billu.

Would have loved to be here to watch the Tour de France or the French F1 grand prix but as of now am taking the Tour de France T-shirt back with me to remind me that I gotta come back for it. French Open also was missed.

Can even come during Christmas time for it has always been my dream to spend Christmas in another country. Alas not any grand Christmas celebrations in India

SIGNING OFF

So guys it is 7.10 am....10th May 2009 and my time in France is finally about to end. I would soon be leaving for Terminal 1 for my check in so I gotta end

Miss you all, miss you France, Miss you Dijon, Miss you ESC, Miss you 28 Rue Gambetta, Miss my friends...

Will love you forever and always...whichever is earlier

Will write to all of you soon for the first time from India (Blogging was also a gift that France gave me). This is Sampark Sachdeva signing off from Airport Charles de Gaulle for the very last time from French Soil.

Those high school days

As I just sit free nothing to do I feel like writing about a really memorable period in my life, my high school days. My school life had not been very dramatic or sorts but these 2 years the fun and enjoyment that I had covered all the past years. Let me take you for a ride through these fantastic years in my life from 2003-05.

On the onset let me first introduce you to the important characters you will read about in my post. Among the guys you will meet Sandeep aka Sandy aka Saand, the Jat of the gang. Then we have Mayur aka Nildih aka Ungli. Maan this guy had fingers, they were long. Jagjit aka Jagu aka Sardar, the thinnest of us all but the one with the most excitement. Then comes the body builder, Rahul aka Idli aka Nadu. These names because he was the only south Indian amongst us.

Let us complete the gang with the girls. Rochana (Riya, Moti) the sweetest girl you will meet ever and my sister of over 10 yrs now. Ritu (Tillu), the most ambitious of us all well on her way to become the next Barkha Dutt. Pallavita (Palli, Tinchi), all she did was ride that khataara Kinetic Zing of hers and get tensed, hence, Tension Tinchi. Shreya (Choti), the short one of the gang and the one most pampered by others. Nisha (billi, bakri) ya thats what i called her. She used to sit in the class and just kept laughing and laughing. and whichever corner u sat in you would know nisha is laughing.The gang gets completed with Aishwarya (Assarja) and Pooja. Both of them were toppers and I wasn’t fond of both so barely spoke to them in school. Co-incidentally Pooja is now my best friend and Assarja, no more hard feelings for her anymore.

The rides to Sampath’s tuition (mathematics) and Shaw’s tuition (accounts) with Sandy used to be really memorable. The way we used to hit upon girls and play games like asking stupid questions like why is the cow in the middle of the road. After tuition we used to zoom out of class on our bikes. Mayur vs Sandy vs Rahul vs me with one of the girls as the pillion. As we raced through the streets of Telco Colony the girls sitting behind us used to shout out of their lungs for us to slow down. And Ungli never learnt to drive properly, he used to drive too rash even for my comfort. Still remember those samosa parties thanx to Rahul at Plaza Market. After tuitions then we would stop by at the Hari Golgappa to enjoy ourselves and then head off to Riya’s building to sit and chat. Still remember solving Great Expectations questions at Riya’s house on New Year’s Eve. It was more of sitting and eating than studying.

Spend some of my great times with Sandy, Mayur and Jaggu on my terrace. Sandy would surely remember admiring that lady who was playing with her kid in the building close by. We sat there and discussed everything from fantasies to aspirations to life to world.

Jagu was my study partner. Everyday after dinner I used to zoom off to his place to prepare for our high school exams and they were really fun times. We would sit, discuss, learn and then enjoy ourselves too. The hot cup of tea that his mom provided was really refreshing and then sitting in the balcony and staring into the hostel across the road. Jagu do u remember “reflection uncle”. He was the one on whose window we used to reflect sunlight and disappear as soon as he opened it to see where it came from. Then there was this day where that couple disappeared into the loads of trees down the road at around midnight. And when we would be tired of studying we would go for a walks and then freak out people on the lonely road at night. It was real fun.

Towards the end had fun studying experiences with palli n ritu at palli’s place as well. Then those trips to Bistupur with Ritu to get stupid things done and still remember the Cherry Fanta that we got for Palli. It sucked big time....

no story about those days can be complete without mentioning our great teachers Mrs Nair and Mr Shaw. Those classes were fun as the teachers would get fed up of us time and again. Those pranks that we played in their class. Those moments when Sandy and me stared out of the window. Those talking in signs across the class. Those days of teasing and linking up each other. Those talking in class. Those moments are now just memories.

Today 4-5 years have passed. All of us have gone our different ways. I have gone in mine but friends let me assure you. You were the best, you are the best and will always remain so. Those days will always be close to my heart, very close to be precise. Love u all......