My Cluttered Mess

The day started off with the dream I had the previous night about her. I woke up with an overwhelming urge to see her for the first time. Could she really exist? Or was it an elaborate prank the universe was playing on me? Just for the kick of it, I started planning the best way to make the memory unforgettable. I already knew her schedule by heart then. Was that weird or sweet? You be the judge. By noon I had come up a with plan to surprise her after her college. By the way, Google maps. Thank you. So there I was with the perfect plan, pondering over the tiniest of details- again and again. I should cover all contingencies that may arise and ensure that the end result is unchanged whatever happens. I started playing out different scenarios in my head. Even small things like there was just a 1000 rupee note in my purse didn't slip my mind. That's one thing I needed to take care of. Note to self: Go to the ATM and get some change before boarding the bus to her college. But as

The title is a homage to the last episode of F.R.I.E.N.D.S. Because that last episode had been resonating in my mind for a whole week ever since some of my friends left the beautiful campus we had come to call our home for the last 4 years. The campus felt smaller without them. It used to be a happy place filled with love and laughter, but more importantly because of the people I shared it with. All of us had stayed together in each other’s rooms just like at one time or another every one of the F.R.I.E.N.D.S characters had stayed at Monica’s apartment. And now some of us had left the campus to start a new chapter of their lives, leaving the keys behind along with a lot of memories to cherish. I should let you know that I’m writing this a few days after the convocation ceremony here at our second home, IIT Madras. It feels as if it’s the end of an era and the start of a new one. I’m constantly thinking about how the convocation will probably be the last time when everyone g

Like JK Rowling, I was left alone to my thoughts on a train journey while listening to some good music. But unlike JK Rowling, this blog/post/cluttered mess of randomness is not going to be a huge thing like Harry Potter (I’m a soothsayer like that, predicting the future of the creations of my wildest imaginations- PS: This is NOT a double bluff to improve the popularity of this article).  One by one the thoughts started to make a train on their own and it would have been disrespectful to them if I hadn’t taken an effort to jot them down. Also since this is my first attempt at writing, I have decided to break all norms of blog writing, mostly because I do not know what norms to conform to, and not edit anything out of my blog. I hope I do not regret that decision. I’m regretting it already. Crap. I can’t delete that too. Note to self- Think before you start writing a sentence. Anyways, I’d like to start things off with some warnings and disclaimers we usually come across so that I