A While Back

My last one was a rendering made in the mood of wrapping up the last term projects. One month has passed since and loads of things have happened. Somehow the last term made me feel desperate to get back home that I even forgot to inform my friends about my homecoming. The whole process felt as eventful as ever, but nothing will ever beat last winter break I bet. 

The layover at airports as part of the to and fro journey was more than unpalatable. Eight hours in the airport on my way home and a ten hours on my way back. Thanks to those two friends for company, and to the laptop which more than often had landed up for rescue, else I would have died of yucky yucky boredom. Now for some comparisons. One thing we noticed was that the Bangalore airport was visibly way more friendly than  the Delhi airport. We were allowed to enter the Departure terminal way before the hour and got to have something and stretch our legs. The case with Delhi airport was quite different. Since we would not have been allowed into the Departure terminal three hours before the flight, we had to sit at the Arrival itself. Thanks to the drinking water pipe which is designed to serve only tall people and to make things still effortless for a five feet being, there were no glasses available and no space for glasses either. For a while I tried hard to strangle my thirst, but there are limits to everything. Two more rounds of the hour needle and I felt totally helpless, so walked down to the pipe, managed to raise my mouth to it and then I could not stop myself from bursting into a laughter considering my present posture. So two drops of water to maintain my liquid levels and I was back to my luggage again. The eateries were all outside the terminal and we did not want to risk going out in the rain with all that luggage(stuff for the next 6 months :P).

Back to college the next morning, just in time for the first morning class, and I had never slept in a class like that ever before. I wanted to listen, tried hard to take some notes, but all efforts were spoiled hands-down. Then it was a marathon run which covered up areas of pending term five registration, mess bill, collection of books and a tiring walk back to the room. I was adamant not to drop any books on the road this time. So I concentrated hard and finally got to my room with all my books unscathed. Then through the unpacking, cleaning up and tidying of the room. It does not feel good to stay amongst clutter, that too of books and clothes.

Three hours down the line I was almost 'sleep-working'. I wished I could check my mails, but my head and mind seemed to be giving in to the seducer that sleep had disguised into. And when I was woken up for dinner by phone calls from home I realized that life was back and I was once again in helL. One week since all this and I am enjoying the unusual leisure hours that comes with the beginning of every term. Soon it will get fast and furious once again and this time I have no escape until I finish off with all my leftover duties at helL.

The Blondie Countdown says "Days left for PGP25s 183 days" and it touches a chord that arouses a cocktail of thoughts and feelings. Do not know yet what all would pass meanwhile. Hoping for the best as with the beginning of every new term and wishing the same for every fellow being too. :)