Randomness Contd..

Am I suffering from writer's block? Honestly, I couldn't make posts even though I'd been itching to get into blogosphere for quite some time. This could put paid to my hopes of becoming a writer one day. Lol, I must be feeling real sleepy or am I dreaming too much?To cut the crap, I'll admit that I'm addicted to blogging. Something had been pulling me all the time I'd been away from my abode here in cyberspace. I'll yield to it. I won't mind being addicted for life.
That should be great news.

Life's getting a lot more exciting these days as my college days are fast ticking away. Time is really flying and suddenly, I feel I'm not giving my college all the attention it deserves. I had taken the place for granted like so many other things in my life. I know I'll miss the place for sure. I feel I'm not getting enough of college. I felt the very same towards the end of fourteen years of my school life. When I passed out of my school , a big void came about in my life. I felt like suddenly being left in the cold. Even after four years, the feeling still lingers albeit I've got a lot of other affairs to look after. I guess this must be what everyone calls the cycle of life. In the beginning, I had hated my college; now, towards the end of my college life, I'm beginning to realize how I'm going to miss this place.

Shortly, I'll have left behind a wonderful phase in my life. School life and college life are the best days of one's life. Both are special in the sense they can't be compared with each other, both are unique and different. School life is blissfully long (spanned 14 joyous years in my case) while college life is short and sweet ( 4 fun-filled years). Both have given me close buddies for life and I'm eternally thankful. And the life, wow.. Thanks a lot. You have given me moments to savour for a lifetime. The life...it has a been a rollercoaster; it has been a hell of a ride so far!!
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Randomness !

Ah, what was it that I wanted to blog home about? Heck, I can't remember! I will make a random post for the time being. I know it's been long since I've made a post. It was like failing to keep a tryst with my freedom out here. This is my world; the never-ending sense of control, self-containment and satisfaction which I get from the blogosphere is something unique and invigorating.

Years down the line, when I look back at the time that has flown by, I'll chance upon this humble blog of mine and say, "hey, this was how life was lived when I was young". Yes, I define my living and the minute I become unable to do so, that'll be when all my people can scribble epitaphs upon my modest grave. I wouldn't mind a certain bit of flowery language though. Yucks, what was all that about? There's honestly no need to worry about my epitaphs at such a tender stage in my life :-)!

Yeah, I remember! I had wanted to write about a zillion things. I wanted to pay a tribute to the living legend known as Sachin, I wanted to write about how I went temple-hopping last Shivaratri and what a unique experience it turned out to be, I wanted to proclaim how cool is to be free from all worldly worries , I had intended to make elaborate plans about how to go on spending time in dear old Trivandrum, I wanted to write about how restless I'm feeling right now since I haven't been to the beach in about a month (I despise beach-less, landlocked Hyderabad all the more :( ), I wanted to share the joys of swimming, I wanted to write a detailed review of my car, I wanted to scribble about my cricket matches, I wanted to jot down a few lines about my college life ( which is about to end and surprise o' surprises, I find that I'll miss the whole damn place for sure ;)) .. yeah, lots of stuff that I can motor on incessantly. And, I have been reading like a demon over the past one month. I want to publish detailed reviews of all the books that I have devoured through. But, life is too busy for my crazy pursuits.

Time's flying by. I have to make the most of my time left in Trivandrum. Fast forward four months and I'll find myself in a strange city with millions of strange people, working my a** out for my employer. Hell, that's not what I want! That's not my dream. Holy hell, I haven't even figured out my dream yet !!

Ah, my dream .. What could that be ????