This Day,That year Part 1
I was coming back from the departmental store throwing a casual glance at my neighbouring street.Kids were out in the sun playing our favourite sport-cricket.An instant smile filled my visage and made be go back to my good old childhood days.Same street,same roads that serve as our “cricket pitch” and same neighbour hood fences that serve as boundaries.When we played,we used to mark out the stumps on my neighbours’ wall with the help of bright orange half bricks.We used two kinds of pitches,the well laid out undulated parts of the roads were our “mcg” equivalents and the parts of the road that had taken a heavy pounding thanks to the water lorries were our “typical dusty indian wickets”.There was this “little hut” bordering our boundaries.Its inhabitant was a grand old man named “pakkiri”.He was a real menace,a heavy drunkard who would never give us the rubber balls back once they reached the vicinity of his hut.He would ask us to get him a “qaurter”, in case we wanted the balls back.It was good fun as not even a single day would end without a quarrel with that man.Our street cricket activities were so famous that people from even other “established” street cricketing areas would come here to play alongside us.Years have passed by with two of my mates already married,a few of us working and a few of the others being untracable but still
whenever we happen to bounce upon each other inspite of the busy schedules, we still recall those happy cricketing times we had with almost child like enthusiasm .Sometimes, it is better never to grow up!
Last night,one of my dearest pals called up and we started discussing about what our entire bunch was doing around exactly the same time last year.That set me thinking and made me come up with this blog,just to pick out some of the defining moments that marked 2007.One single year had made a significant change to most of our lives.The year began with a bang with us ushering in the new year in near freezing conditions in kulu manali in the midst of my final year tour to the northern parts of India.This definitely would turn out to be one of the most cherishable new year celebrations ever as this was my last new year celebration in college life along with my college mates.Trouble began almost as soon as we arrived back home with my final year project( we were a team of three) put in jeopardy right from the day of its inception.We were given a torrid time by the head authorities in charge of evaluation of projects.We even skiped the inaugural day of college culturals,thanks to those bugging people.Me and logic(srikanth) always made it a point to be present in college whenever possible,even if only a few turned up because we always had it in the back of our minds that we would never got these days back.We had our farewell in the first week of april and I managed to grab the autographs of many from my department on a plain white t shirt to add to my memorabilia collection.After the farewell function at college,we all met at Vinod Ram’s place for the night.We had a whale of a time, an out and out bachelor’s party( of course,the contents are extremely high voltage stuff to be penned down right now).The day of reckoning for our final year project arrived and the lack of interest shown by the evaluators was a complete shock to us.The examiner was four hours late and showed more enthusiasm to catch the first bus back home than evaluate our projects.We had sacrificed sleep and food for almost a week, toiling hard to put up a good show but our project was not even evaluated for a minute.We returned with sullen faces on our journey back home.Finally, we completed our two remaining semester exams with a heavy heart,perhaps for the first time ever,wishing that the exams could have lasted a little longer.May 11,2007, our college life came to an official halt ,with a million hopes we were ready to set our foot into the big bad commercial corporate world and of course, making a zillion promises to meet up whenever possible..
Will come out with events from june through december in part 2…
