A Midsummer Night's dream!

"All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players:
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation
Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice,
In fair round belly with good capon lined,
With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws and modern instances;
And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon,
With spectacles on nose and pouch on side,
His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide
For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice,
Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion,
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything."

- William Shakespere, As you like it, Act 2-Scene 7.

Coming back to my space after a long time does make me feel good. I see myself as a very planned person, trying to get things I aim to be set by pin point precision. But last 10 days have shown me the futility of planning ahead bringing contradictory thoughts! Last to last weekend Chhotuu informed me about his plans to Pune. And believe me, I was in no mood for the trip as I had no money and no enthusiam. But things simply fell into their places and I was in Pune on Sunday making a night's halt with Chhotuu. Well as I always say "Whatever happens, happens for good!", the trip was memorable. Awesome dinner at Richa's place, endless schmooze with Suravi with endless strings of Cappuccinos, cajoling Debs to set her in right mood (it costed me lot, but then thanks Chhotuu!), the boring Tom "Mangu Ram" Cruise movie in Vijay "pseude" Chitra Mandir and yes checking out the other side of a boy called "Chhotuu"! Describing the experience as fabulous maybe an understatement.

Back form the get away life got on a fast track. I think a BTP submition, 2 quizzes, 10 lab submitions, overdue assignments and lab endsem on the door may qualify my statement. Got into high gear and a week from then I am here writing this blog!

Already into November! Now that I think of it... Time Flies!! This semester, as I have titled the blog, has been a midsummer night's dream! Simply incredible. Last semester, I had made elaborate plans for this semester. None of them have materialised and I have no qualms. Doing things on whim, discussing about topics out form the blue, singing, dancing, treating and sometimes relaxing have their own kick. With not a penny in my pocket I have enjoyed my life way more than when I used to carry cash. Life has been just too beautiful and I hope it continues even though end seems nigh! Just 5 more months - 150 more days to go before we get into the hot seats uder the prying eyes of batchmates, listening to our exploits and boners, our imaginary/real love-lifes with lots of spice thrown around and then fencing the abashing questions from the clique who matter. Boy, it would be some time! I would be belying myself, if I say I am not waiting for the D-Day, but the fact that it would mark the end of my spell at IIT, makes me distance myself from it. But then life would move on. Some friends will stay, some would falter against the pace of life, but the memories made would stay for life. Looking forward to make more such memories.

CHEERS TO ALL MY FRIENDS!!!

"Keep thy friend
Under thy own life's key."

-William Shakespere, All's Well That Ends Well, Act 1-Scene1