Endsems...

It happens. The nights get chilly. The days get shorter. In a far corner of India people begin to realise their worst fears. Teeth begin to chatter and it has nothing to do with the cold lithe wind blowing in through open doors. People begin to get closeted in their rooms that again having nothing to do with the chilly outdoors. The sports fields lie vacant. The doors of rooms refuse to open even for a minute of Bakar. There spawns an unholy chill inside people. It starts off as an emptiness in the bottom of the stomach, a hollow feeling of nothingness. It is then augmented by a flurry of gut wrenching quiz results. The hollowness rises into the head and the knowledge little as it may leaks out. The frightening piles of notes gathered over 4 months of lectures (taken down by someone else obviously) seem even larger (as if that was possible!!!). Illness seems to strike me just then (How convenient!!!). Desktops of some (read 327) have on a paused movie or soap which is promptly played as soon as someone knocks. " Yaar movie dekh raha hoon !! ". Some others (read 324) keep the doors of their room open while sleeping just to show the world " I'm sleeping .... so now dont say I am the biggest Ghissu!!! ". Why not just say yes sometime ?? Because after all everyone knows the chill that sooner or later creeps up into the head and makes you wonder " Why didn't I start this earlier!!! ". But then its generally too late to recover. But so what!!! Then comes the happy realisation of it being the last week of semester. You realise that 5-6 days more of saying " C**d gayi yaar aaj toh!!! " and you'll be ready to self destruct all over again next semester!!! It's a new experience for me every semester. The 1st sem was more of the try-to-dip-your-hands into-every-bowl-IITG-offers kind be it Techniche Manthan Alcher Inters blah blah only to realise you missed the one the professors had held forth. The second was more of a recovery mission involving a spirited start to sem only to find out that working in Alcher was much more fun. Once Alcher got over it was soaps all the way till the sem self-destructed. The self-destruction of the third semester was mostly niteouts and then sleep out the days. So as I realised I am not responsible for my semesters :D :D its the timing of these things that conspires against you. It just doesn't let you get a good sem in. Live with it!!! Its much more fun this way.

C**d gayi yaar aaj ke paper me !!!!