Thursday, March 03, 2005

Nonsense

Ah........ I have to hurry and jot my thoughts down. The more I think about what to write beforehand, the worse it'll come out when I try to express it.


Well, several times, I thought about giving up on this site. Several times, I read a few old posts and felt like (no actually I knew......) it was all trash (crap...... bullshit).


Several times, I asked, when did I have such moronic ideas? So I wondered, why not throw it all away, since it does not represent my current beliefs?


But if I do that, I will never have a decent record of my younger years, because when it comes down to it, my views are always changing.That's why this blog will remain. New layout, new style, but nothing of the past will be deleted. This will only mark the stepping-stone of my growth.


For one day I will look back on this post and say to myself, when did I have such shitty ideas?

Tuesday, March 01, 2005

Adios ! ! !

Well .... its time....

Time to pack my bags ......... and ......... start my journey ......... once again .......... the winding path of life lies ahead of me.

I knew the stay was temporary ......... and so were my companions. A few of them will join me ...... others will be forgotten in the vast milieu of crowd.

This is the time for retrospection ........ times that flew by (partying???) ....... and those which didnt (classes which were held exactly after the lunch). But the time spent here wasn't bad at all. I learnt quite a few things about me ........ about those around me ...... and more importantly about ............. we ............. humans.

As I pack my bags ......... I just cant help remembering the days we enjoyed ....... and those we hated (read the exam days) .......... our trip to MGM ........ freshers party .......the management meets ..........

And now some parting thought .................. to my friends .........

Old and good friends share a piece
Of passion, pain, and pleasure
That no one else, no family can
Begin to know or treasure.
It's as if a secret room
Held their private store,
And every time they met, they could
Go through some special door.
It doesn't matter if they see
Each other every day,
Or years and years go by before
They come and go away:
The moment that they meet it all
Is there--the memories of
Fierce loyalty and times of need
And gratitude and love.
PS: Do remember me friends ....... I am not that bad........... after all!!!!