New Year's Eve!
Dear 2013,
They say time and tide wait for none. True, isn't it? I mean it seems like only yesterday that I've met you and it's been one year already. One amazing year, I must mention. So many memories, many many stories, I can never forget how wonderful you've been. There is so much to talk, but let's see how much you remember from the last 12 months.
I guess it was somewhere around mid April, 2012 that I've started writing this blog. This year, my blog celebrated it's first birthday. Who knew this little girl (little? I'm 18 years old) would write a blog someday. The writing part, I never gave it a serious thought. I call myself a selfish writer, one who writes for their own pleasure. I started writing this blog with the same intent. It was only after a few weeks after I wrote a few posts I understood that writing is what I enjoy the most. Some experiments with writing and stuff has always been enjoyable. One of the best things I've ever done is, write out all that my heart had to share with me. And yes, I've listened to it. Happy first birthday Carpe Diem, and thank you! Loads of lou.
And yeah, I've turned 18 this year. Yayyyyy!!! (repetition of characters indicates the excitement) I don't know about you but I've always waited for the day I would turn 18. I mean you will be an adult once you are 18. Okay. Don't over think. So, my birthday was super fun. The walk on the Necklace Road with my best friends. Ice creams. Amma's Gulab Jamoons. There is something really special about these birthdays. To make it even more special, I tried making chocolates this time. It wasn't a good idea, now that's a different story. All those surprises, the gifts, the blessings and the lou, I couldn't ask for more. After all, you are not gonna be 18 again.
Oh hey, do you remember that accident? This was a few months back, my semester exams had already begun and it is the most dreaded time of the year for any student. I don't particularly remember the subject (it was Accounts I think) but that morning I was pretty sure that I will not mess up that paper. But then my cursed fate had something else in the store for me. When I finished writing my paper, I had no clue about what happened in the exam hall for those three long hours. After discussing the paper with my friends I knew that I messed it up.So did my best friend. There, I've got some company. Doesn't imply that I'm some sadistic creature, you know what I mean right?
Best friend: One paper gone. Come let's go home. I got my bike.
Me: Sigh. Gone. Yeah, I could use a ride.
Fate: Heh. Really?
*while driving*
Best friend: Why are you so silent? That bad it went huh?
Me: Dunno. I'm just worried about the next paper. And your's?
Best friend: Dunno. I just hope I pass. Sigh
Me: Issokay. We'll do good in the next one.
Best friend: Yeah, we will.
Fate: Watch out!
*bang*
The traffic on the road was standing still and the next thing I know is both me and my best friend are not on the bike but are on the road and we hit the bike in front of us. Yeah, an accident. Break failure, no concentration, we still are trying to find out the reason why we met with an accident then. But thank goodness we were not hurt. The bike which we hit, er, let's not talk about it. Here is the story of my first accident. No, seriously, I didn't get hurt, not even a scratch. As for the exam, no, we didn't screw our papers.
Then there's another stupid story. In Chennai. Remember buddy? I must have been in my first standard when I watched this particular Telugu movie named 'Sakhi'. It's an out and out romantic film from one of my favourite directors - Mani Ratnam. Since then, I had this craze for 'Sakhi' and yeah, for Madhavan too, he was so cute in that movie. Recently I've been in Chennai for a holiday with my family and we had to take a local train to get to a certain place. Guess what. I couldn't stop thinking about 'Sakhi'. (Madhavan meets his girl in a local train, somewhere in Nungambakkam) My uncle clearly instructed me that we had to get down at the next station (sadly not Nungambakkam) which was like 3 minutes away from where we boarded the train. And all I could focus on is Madhavan and how he proposes to his girl on the train with the song 'Vasanthapu Navvule' playing in my head, on repeat. While I was so lost in fantasizing about Madhavan and local trains, the train halted at the next station and god bless my soul, I was still dreaming. Not until my uncle came and yelled on top of his voice, "Get down, idiot, the train is gonna leave!", I gathered my senses back and ran out of the train. That day the kind of look my family had on their faces.
My mother: Oh. So you were waiting for Madhavan to come for you. Very good. Could have got down at Nungambakkam only no?
My aunt: Day dreaming. Tch tch.
My uncle: You know you are insane, right?
By the way, the song 'Vasanthapu Navvule' is a great one, do listen to it. But Madhavan isn't gonna come. Sad. And there ends the stupid story of the year.
Moving on to the next tale, a week back I visited the IIT Hyderabad campus, my best friend is an IITian. (to be read with a hint of pride) I've done too many things on that day which I never dared to try before.
Point 1. Travel 47.5 kms with a friend. I haven't really travelled that far without my parents. Exclude the picnics/excursions.
Point 2. I never sat in that little space in the rear of those huge auto rickshaws. My best friend made it a point that we get to sit behind the auto. Almost 9 kms, sitting there in the auto behind with your best friend, a bit scared that we might slip off our seat, cool wind touching my face gently, a trip filled with so much fun! Two trips in one day. Wow. It quite changed my perception.
Point 3. For the first time ever, I've been to the boys' hostel at IIT-H. What surprised me is that the boys' hostel is much better than the girls' hostel. Really. Again. Don't over think.
Point 4. Jalebis. On our way back home, we saw this small 'bandi' selling some hot jalebis. And we did what every person who is damn hungry does, we hogged. The climate was too perfect to enjoy the hot jalebis on the road. Street food. Yumm. Next stop, Pani Puri. Enough said.
My first trip to an IIT campus. 8 hours of non stop yapping, the place, the food, my best friend. C'est la vie.
Travelling is one more thing I lou the most. I travelled a lot this year, more than ever. Right from Maharashtra to Tamil Nadu, my itinerary was too long this time. The Ellora caves, Daulatabad fort, Bibi Ka Maqbara and the whole city of Aurangabad had many historic places that are worth visiting. The trip to the Ghrishneshwar temple, Trimbakeshwar temple and Shirdi was my ticket to the place where I was blessed with some peace of mind. And if you ever go to the Ranganatha Swamy temple in Sri Rangam, Tamil Nadu, do wake up early for the 'Suprabhatham', (I strongly recommend this) I can't even describe in proper words how astonishing the ritual was. Imagine you see an elephant standing only a few feet away from you making those loud trumpet sounds for the Lord to wake up. Transfixed, yeah, that is what I was, still like a statue with my mouth wide open at 5 in the morning. The art and the architecture, the culture, the language, the lovely people there, and my camera. Travelling at its best.
Also this year I've met so many people, have made friends with a lot of them, have learnt a few many lessons, the list includes some special people too. I've also started gaming after taking a break for a couple of years. (Counter Strike never gets old) And one important point, this year marks the 15th year of a strong bond of mine with the St. Francis institution. I've been there all my life. Now Francis is a part of my family. The college campus life, friends and seniors, and all those happy times. The books that I've read, movies that I've watched, every second, every moment, this year, is the one that I would remember for life. Like I told you before, there is more to talk, but now it is almost time to bid fare well my friend.
2013, you've been good to me, taught me how to hide the scars with smiles, made me a better person, a stronger person. You have been just like how I wished you would be, no complaints, no regrets. To you, thanks a lot. Taking all those beautiful memories with me, even though I don't want to say this, I will have to, good bye. I'm gonna miss you. Let's party hard for one last time!
2014, bring it on baby!
"Write it on your heart that every day is the best day in the year."
~ Ralph Waldo Emerson
Soumya Inavilli
They say time and tide wait for none. True, isn't it? I mean it seems like only yesterday that I've met you and it's been one year already. One amazing year, I must mention. So many memories, many many stories, I can never forget how wonderful you've been. There is so much to talk, but let's see how much you remember from the last 12 months.
I guess it was somewhere around mid April, 2012 that I've started writing this blog. This year, my blog celebrated it's first birthday. Who knew this little girl (little? I'm 18 years old) would write a blog someday. The writing part, I never gave it a serious thought. I call myself a selfish writer, one who writes for their own pleasure. I started writing this blog with the same intent. It was only after a few weeks after I wrote a few posts I understood that writing is what I enjoy the most. Some experiments with writing and stuff has always been enjoyable. One of the best things I've ever done is, write out all that my heart had to share with me. And yes, I've listened to it. Happy first birthday Carpe Diem, and thank you! Loads of lou.
And yeah, I've turned 18 this year. Yayyyyy!!! (repetition of characters indicates the excitement) I don't know about you but I've always waited for the day I would turn 18. I mean you will be an adult once you are 18. Okay. Don't over think. So, my birthday was super fun. The walk on the Necklace Road with my best friends. Ice creams. Amma's Gulab Jamoons. There is something really special about these birthdays. To make it even more special, I tried making chocolates this time. It wasn't a good idea, now that's a different story. All those surprises, the gifts, the blessings and the lou, I couldn't ask for more. After all, you are not gonna be 18 again.
Oh hey, do you remember that accident? This was a few months back, my semester exams had already begun and it is the most dreaded time of the year for any student. I don't particularly remember the subject (it was Accounts I think) but that morning I was pretty sure that I will not mess up that paper. But then my cursed fate had something else in the store for me. When I finished writing my paper, I had no clue about what happened in the exam hall for those three long hours. After discussing the paper with my friends I knew that I messed it up.So did my best friend. There, I've got some company. Doesn't imply that I'm some sadistic creature, you know what I mean right?
Best friend: One paper gone. Come let's go home. I got my bike.
Me: Sigh. Gone. Yeah, I could use a ride.
Fate: Heh. Really?
*while driving*
Best friend: Why are you so silent? That bad it went huh?
Me: Dunno. I'm just worried about the next paper. And your's?
Best friend: Dunno. I just hope I pass. Sigh
Me: Issokay. We'll do good in the next one.
Best friend: Yeah, we will.
Fate: Watch out!
*bang*
The traffic on the road was standing still and the next thing I know is both me and my best friend are not on the bike but are on the road and we hit the bike in front of us. Yeah, an accident. Break failure, no concentration, we still are trying to find out the reason why we met with an accident then. But thank goodness we were not hurt. The bike which we hit, er, let's not talk about it. Here is the story of my first accident. No, seriously, I didn't get hurt, not even a scratch. As for the exam, no, we didn't screw our papers.
Then there's another stupid story. In Chennai. Remember buddy? I must have been in my first standard when I watched this particular Telugu movie named 'Sakhi'. It's an out and out romantic film from one of my favourite directors - Mani Ratnam. Since then, I had this craze for 'Sakhi' and yeah, for Madhavan too, he was so cute in that movie. Recently I've been in Chennai for a holiday with my family and we had to take a local train to get to a certain place. Guess what. I couldn't stop thinking about 'Sakhi'. (Madhavan meets his girl in a local train, somewhere in Nungambakkam) My uncle clearly instructed me that we had to get down at the next station (sadly not Nungambakkam) which was like 3 minutes away from where we boarded the train. And all I could focus on is Madhavan and how he proposes to his girl on the train with the song 'Vasanthapu Navvule' playing in my head, on repeat. While I was so lost in fantasizing about Madhavan and local trains, the train halted at the next station and god bless my soul, I was still dreaming. Not until my uncle came and yelled on top of his voice, "Get down, idiot, the train is gonna leave!", I gathered my senses back and ran out of the train. That day the kind of look my family had on their faces.
My mother: Oh. So you were waiting for Madhavan to come for you. Very good. Could have got down at Nungambakkam only no?
My aunt: Day dreaming. Tch tch.
My uncle: You know you are insane, right?
By the way, the song 'Vasanthapu Navvule' is a great one, do listen to it. But Madhavan isn't gonna come. Sad. And there ends the stupid story of the year.
Moving on to the next tale, a week back I visited the IIT Hyderabad campus, my best friend is an IITian. (to be read with a hint of pride) I've done too many things on that day which I never dared to try before.
Point 1. Travel 47.5 kms with a friend. I haven't really travelled that far without my parents. Exclude the picnics/excursions.
Point 2. I never sat in that little space in the rear of those huge auto rickshaws. My best friend made it a point that we get to sit behind the auto. Almost 9 kms, sitting there in the auto behind with your best friend, a bit scared that we might slip off our seat, cool wind touching my face gently, a trip filled with so much fun! Two trips in one day. Wow. It quite changed my perception.
Point 3. For the first time ever, I've been to the boys' hostel at IIT-H. What surprised me is that the boys' hostel is much better than the girls' hostel. Really. Again. Don't over think.
Point 4. Jalebis. On our way back home, we saw this small 'bandi' selling some hot jalebis. And we did what every person who is damn hungry does, we hogged. The climate was too perfect to enjoy the hot jalebis on the road. Street food. Yumm. Next stop, Pani Puri. Enough said.
My first trip to an IIT campus. 8 hours of non stop yapping, the place, the food, my best friend. C'est la vie.
Travelling is one more thing I lou the most. I travelled a lot this year, more than ever. Right from Maharashtra to Tamil Nadu, my itinerary was too long this time. The Ellora caves, Daulatabad fort, Bibi Ka Maqbara and the whole city of Aurangabad had many historic places that are worth visiting. The trip to the Ghrishneshwar temple, Trimbakeshwar temple and Shirdi was my ticket to the place where I was blessed with some peace of mind. And if you ever go to the Ranganatha Swamy temple in Sri Rangam, Tamil Nadu, do wake up early for the 'Suprabhatham', (I strongly recommend this) I can't even describe in proper words how astonishing the ritual was. Imagine you see an elephant standing only a few feet away from you making those loud trumpet sounds for the Lord to wake up. Transfixed, yeah, that is what I was, still like a statue with my mouth wide open at 5 in the morning. The art and the architecture, the culture, the language, the lovely people there, and my camera. Travelling at its best.
Also this year I've met so many people, have made friends with a lot of them, have learnt a few many lessons, the list includes some special people too. I've also started gaming after taking a break for a couple of years. (Counter Strike never gets old) And one important point, this year marks the 15th year of a strong bond of mine with the St. Francis institution. I've been there all my life. Now Francis is a part of my family. The college campus life, friends and seniors, and all those happy times. The books that I've read, movies that I've watched, every second, every moment, this year, is the one that I would remember for life. Like I told you before, there is more to talk, but now it is almost time to bid fare well my friend.
2013, you've been good to me, taught me how to hide the scars with smiles, made me a better person, a stronger person. You have been just like how I wished you would be, no complaints, no regrets. To you, thanks a lot. Taking all those beautiful memories with me, even though I don't want to say this, I will have to, good bye. I'm gonna miss you. Let's party hard for one last time!
2014, bring it on baby!
"Write it on your heart that every day is the best day in the year."
~ Ralph Waldo Emerson
Soumya Inavilli
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