Footprints on the sands of time

Its been an eventful month since i posted... or has it been more than a month?? Anyways, the sad part is that not much came out of it at the end of it all.

For starters, my 3rd Delhi trip in as many years. All in distinctly differing circumstances. Worse still, my return flight was with Indian Airlines, and the food and service as bad as I have encountered on any flight. At around 8 45 in the evening, the flight took off from New Delhi airport, and in spite of myself, I couldn't help but think a little on the lines of "what if.." as the plane went higher and higher, and the lights of the capital grew smaller and smaller before fading out altogether. A bittersweet time, as it always is, except that this time it brought to me the realization that it takes far longer to get over things that I had thought I had gotten over. I could, from my window seat, make out the lights that marked out the roads, winding and with a definite pattern, car headlights, lights in houses, floodlights lighting up some stadia, lights everywhere below, and then they just dimmed and dimmed and went out altogether, cloaked by the clouds....

"... me and you and the lights of London..."

18th of April, 2006 has come and gone, adding to itself this time round the disaapointment of not being able to take my GRE coz my dumb passport was stuck in the Finn embassy. And still we continue to hope. For nothing. Wonder how many more 18th of April's will have to come and go before things work themselves out one way or the other.

"Delivery report: Failed... "

Alankar has finally gone to print. Anybody from Kgp reading this, please note that I am not responsible for the terrible spellings in the surveys and the terrible english in the Section 0. I am only responsible for the articles in the English section, a resposibility that was sadly not shared by a couple of others!!! People were to lazy to correct them and under too much pressure to meet a deadline to worry about the fact that spellings were being taken to the cleaners.

There still are a couple of deep rooted regrets regarding Alankar this year. One, of the two interviews i took and subsequently sent for print, I couldn't print, perhaps, the best parts(maybe i should call them the juiciest parts), of what Mr. Sandipan Deb and Mr. Palash Sen had to say. Its sad that the freedom of the press wasn't quite enough to make me feel that i could print these stuff and not have a DC set on me.

Its farewell season around here. Its strange that these people will be leaving so soon. All the captains of various events in my hall, all those who fought the GCs together, who taught me so much in the course of this year and the last, all (well, most anyways) of them will be leaving, making us the senior batch. Its a strange feeling...

Had my first treat in GIH with the money sent by last year's lawn tennis captain for our performance this year. It was amazing fun, including the pigging out over kababs and steaks, and photos with hands in the mouth of a tiger, while it lasted.

"So... what after your BTech??"
"I don't know, CAT maybe, maybe even a job, or maybe I'll app..."
"Great, in 4 years you'll be done with your BTech, a year after that and you'll be fairly settled, and I'll be done with my Master's by around then..."

Yes, we'll be done with it all right. :)
Still looking for my dose of serendipity. :D

"When the morning's freshness has been replaced by the weariness of mid-day, when the leg muscles quiver under the strain, the climb seems endless and suddenly nothing will go quite as you wish-it is then that you must not STOP!"

Trying :) .... very hard!!!