I haven’t been writing for more than two weeks now. Here are the reasons why.
While I’m at college there’s nothing to write about. For probably the first time ever, I’m following a routine. I get up at seven, attend classes from eight to five, come back to hostel and study coursework from five to seven (or, as today, come out and surf), have dinner, and then do my CAT prep from ten to midnight.
Is this boring? Does this routine fail to provide me with adventure and excitement and really wild things? Yes. Will it increase my chances of getting into an IIM, thus allowing me to have an awesome amount of adventure and excitement and really wild things? I hope so.
The weekends, though, are a separate matter. They’re filled with so much excitement and adventure and really wild things that there’s no time to write it down. Until today. So here goes.
In the past two weeks, I’ve met Baldy, Shiven, Dolan, Machhi, Ishaan, and Rishi. Baldy after six months, Machhi after a year, and Dolan after two years. That’s been fun. More so, because even after going through stuff like Europe-hopping, graduating, and two years away for home, people really haven’t changed. Sure, Dolan’s gone from being tweet-tweet in the head to being tweet-tweet-tweet, but what’s one tweet more or less? Baldy, despite tapping hitherto undiscovered wellsprings of maturity is still Baldy at heart- photographing me and Machhi as we attempt Bharatnatyam movements, and wearing an earstud. I just might get me one of those, the day I have both money and spontaneity enough. Right now, both are in short supply.
Oh, and my preparatory test series for the CAT started this Sunday. I seem to have got 105 out of 170 on the first test. Cool. I need to work to about 90 to a 100 on the actual CAT to make up for my CGPA. I’m getting there.