MM @ BPGC.......

First of all, about todays ganesh chaturthi cultural programme. It was good, entertaining.
maharashtra mandal performance - it was great, we rocked the show ( as usual :P). The skits were hilarious( bordering on the perverted side a bit :P), the dances were awesome and the powada was intriguing.once again MM proved that there are better performers on the campus apart from those belonging to all the clubs , so cheers for MM !!!!! :D:D:D

Next, i want to dedicate this blog to all my seniors who started MM and the tradition of a cultural performance. For me it was one of the best things that happened on this campus. Right from my first year to this year,being my last,MM is one thing that has helped me and many more like me to get over the homesickness and lonely feeling that creeps in during all festivals, specially ganesh chaturthi. All of us have bonded over lots of things that seemed so trivial back home, but are now priceless memories. Not to mention all the awesome people that i have met and all the great friends that i have made, all thanks to this wonderful organisation- The Maharashtra Mandal at BPGC oopss.... its now BPKKBGC (:P)......

Today morning when i was in the SAC for the pooja, i complained to one of my fellow batchmates "yaar, is baar feel nahi aa rahi ganesh chaturthi ki". What a junior said then, now makes sense "jab tak kaam nahi karoge, feel nahi aayegi..."
As i entered the audi for the show, i felt myself walking down the memory lane, all those practise sessions, the tension, the words of "advise" by seniors, the anticipation, the performances and finally the feeling of pure joy, relief and achievement flashed in front of my eyes in a matter of seconds. The celebration after the show reminded me of my own happiness and also of one more thing- this was my last ganesh chaturthi on campus, this is the end.......

While walking back alone to my hostel, i could feel a part of me being left behind with each step. A part of me that was so happy, a part that worked so hard for days only for a 30 mins show, a part that would always remain a precious memory and a part which i know is now lost, forever.....
Ganesh Chaturthi has always been special for me, and now after four years on campus, it all the more special.Few of my best memories on campus are related to this festival and they will always be so. I know now that this festival will always remind me of these four years on campus, but with a difference. There will be joy, but without the thrill, there will be laughter , minus the emotions,the sense of achievement and relief will still be there, but the pride will be missing.

As I prepare myself to make this transition from the bonds of freedom to the shackles of slavery, i feel trapped between two minds, one which wants me to rejoice for the new life i will be stepping into and one which wants me to be sad for the one i m leaving behind.
I know this blog is a bit too soon, i still have one whole year on campus and another one in PS2, but i now realise with each passing month, i m getting closer to reality. I dont know how my life is going to turn out , it may be happy, it may be sad, all i know is, it will never be as wonderful as this dream run of 4 years in this wonderful place called BITS-Pilani,K.K.Birla,Goa Campus.............

PS- I would like to thank all me seniors once again for this brilliant concept of Maharashtra Mandal. Hats of to them!!!

Pyaar ke (only a couple of) side effects.........

They say love is blind. Hmmm, now that really set my grey cells working. Is love really blind? If yes, y so? And if no, then y is it said so?

Love is blind, maybe coz it makes u overlook ur beloved’s faults. Like they say “complete acceptance”.

Love is blind, maybe coz it makes us unable to think rationally and logically, its more about the feeling than about being rational. Maybe coz it can make u forget the difference between right and wrong, coz it makes u bend to the other persons demands , to an extent wherein u forget ur selfrespect. It can make u question ur core values and deepest beliefs, shake foundations of ur most treasured relations…..

It gets worse when it is one sided. It can make people crazy, hurt them, break them, drive them out of their minds and depress them to the point of ending their lives…. As if there is nothing else in this world that is more important……

But that’s not all. What happens to friendship when love , in any form or intensity, comes into picture?

They way I perceive it, love has this dangerously peculiar characteristic of causing neuro-degenarative disorders. It will affect those specific neurons which are involved in perceiving feelings of friendship. These neurons , as they degenerate, will then wipe off only those specific parts of ur memory where ur friends are stored ( yes u will have to store ur friends in ur brain cells once u fall in love, coz ur heart is fully occupied) . though it may sound tacky or pathetic, its true, think about it.

For those of u who r in love with someone, think about this-

When was the last time u called ur friend, just to see how he/she is doing?

How many times have u hung up on ur friends, or said u r busy , coz u wanted to talk/ chat to ur beloved?

How many times have people told u, that thay haven’t seen u for long and u think they r all lying?

How many times have ur friends told u that u have changed, and u chose to ignore them?

When was the last time u talked to ur friend without mentioning ur beloved even once?

See what I meant? I agree I may be exaggerating here, but then all that I have said is true to some degree, in some form. Exceptions are always there and if u r one of them, then I must say, ur brain cells are good enough to be compared with that of some of the best scientists in the previous century. Either that, or, ur immune system is strong enough to ward of all the ill effects of love…….

PS: the “love” that is mentioned here, belongs to the category that is exhibited in my immediate surroundings, i.e. amongst the youth. The other forms of love I believe are too sacred to comment upon by someone like me.