Goodbye Classroom!

I remember those days, the final year of my graduation, not too long ago when I would stay wake till late at night searching for scholarships, acquainting myself with diverse arenas of my field and instantly fascinated with many of the courses offered worldwide. It’s a matter of wee bit ambiguity as to what made me fall in love with higher education, what allured me to lead a life stringed with miscellaneous experiences and breach the enclosure of orthodox-living.  Whatever the case maybe, the source of this inspiration is now merely trivial. What weighs more is the process, the trail that would lead up to the haven of my pictured-life. As it goes, beginnings are hard and endings are not everything, what matters the most is the intermediary voyage of discovery. And looking back, beginnings become beautiful, the expeditions, a memory and endings melt away before you could prick yourself to check on reality. The tale of my last undergraduate lecture, my last UG exam and my Graduation day is by no means ancient, yet I feel this concluding day of my Mphil classes is a much more delicate subject.  It is for the reason that a wave of sweet pain has familiarized us with the reality that there will be no more seemingly wearisome classes or mass-pleadings to postpone the quizzes, no  eye signaling or  spicy gossips, no giggling frantically on inside jokes or complaining over the taxing coursework, no  spur-of-the-moment plans of draining someone’s pocket or bunking a class and  bunching together everlasting memories.  There is a shadowy cloud of sadness that reminds us that there will be no more exciting round-the-country tours or a short trip to Fortress Stadium, no lovely burgers or papri chart of Anarkali in the lunch, no panicking over an exam 1 hour away without preparation, no spamming of power-point slides with copy-paste material :D, no making big plans and forgetting all about them the next day, no secret meetings or poking fun at seemingly head-over-heels couples, no assignment copying or project cons, no making up senseless logics to back your argument in front of the teacher and then claiming support from friends. There will be no endless grumbling over the unfair GPA system, the education system or the entire system of the country :D. There will be no that one friend who always stood-by and even that who always ditched. There will be no half-embarrassed, half-amused expressions over the inadequacy of your budget in a restaurant. There will be no unanticipated first-class grades and no excitement on the unexpected cancelling of classes. There will be no hating that one particular teacher and buttering that other one. There will be no chattering of the recent mega-fight between your classmates or the secret you eavesdropped. Above all, we’ll never sit together as a class as we used to in the past. You can go farther, pursue higher degrees, but you’ll never sit in the classroom with a schoolboy/girl attitude and get away with it. So, here I am, bidding my farewell, Good-Bye Classroom!

Life Goes On!

As you continue running in circles of your dreams, problems and breakthroughs, life goes on. You stare at a certain picture hanging on your wall and the next time you indulge in contemplation while gazing at the same picture, you realize 3 years have gone by. Life goes on. The picture-perfect life that you once dreamed for yourself, distorts and transform or sometimes gets even pleasanter. Either way, life goes on. Mostly, you don’t like what’s yours, what you like is mostly others’. When fortunes switch, you start liking what you had, not what you have. Still, life goes on. You change for the better and sometimes for the worst, life goes on. You learn a skill or two, and unlearn sometime later. Life goes on. You are frustrated and frenzied, you are jealoused and chaotic and then all of a sudden, you are at peace. Life goes on. You make daily time tables, re-write to-do lists, stick quick notes on your cupboard and in a flash forget all about it. Life goes on. You fall in love, you fall out of love. Life goes on. You lie and you get away with it, you tell the truth and get admonished. You laugh, you grumble. You run, you dance or you simply collapse. Life goes on. You are young, you are hale and hearty and the next moment you are sick, old and nauseous. Life goes on.

                When do we realize that life ACTUALLY goes on? Probably never!

Fantasy

Have I been fantasizing a lot lately? Been waiting for that 'magic', that 'spark' to strike me! Too much fantasy may be delusional but bits of fantasy is nice. They make  a perky company! I am not giving up fantasizing, nope buddy! I'll keep floating in this small world of mine for as long as I'd like to, but this time around with a touch of change :).  

The Deadline's Way!

Why does this happen every-time the renewed deadline is round the corner? The routine work turns into a race against time. This rush does not have a good feeling to it. I'd rather like to take it nice and slow (Yes, I recognize how much slow it has been already). A wave of fatigue creeps in out-of-nowhere, placing you in an awkward position. And you are perturbed by this dislocation. Are these deadline jitters? Um, No, I guess these our 'hell-no-look-at-the-long-list-of-pending-chores' jitters. 10th October, 2011 is going to be a 'big day', I hope this would be the 'this is it' day too ;).

P.S I owe this blog and myself a myriad of new perky entries, post 10th Oct, 2011 ofcourse ;).  

The SHOW Time!

It is already 'fall' in the western part of the world - the time of the year when all the good TV shows are renewed for a new season. And according to my info, all my favorite shows have already premiered..Yayeee! But I dare not to sneak a glimpse of any of those before the submission of my thesis. Because man! they are addictive. And I would not like to ruin their fun with a sword dangling over my head. I am so looking forward to the marathon of shows! ;)

Words of The Wise - 1!

Life is about falling – Living is about getting backup ~ Anonymous!

Tick, Tick, Tick!

                       At this point, I feel like the time has assumed a 'split' character. On one hand, it is passing by rather naturally in its usual cycle of days and nights with the occasional feelings of it being 'stucked', since it has been long and I might say looong since I have been working on this project of mine which seems endless. While, on the other hand, it seems that the time is flying away. The deadline approaches in a time of less than a week and still there is heaps of work pending. It is getting a teeny bit annoying now considering my passion and excitement at the beginning of this project. The passion did not fade until there was a deadline staring at my face :D.I am looking forward to 'that' time when I'll be actually standing with the product of my toil in my hands, while flipping through the pages of my 'completed work'. There is so much to do, so many things that I shoved in the corner just to get this thing done. I am waiting for that time, eagerly!