This entry is mirrored.
This past week has been quite interesting. Especially the weekend was quite brilliant to say the least. Trips to the college during the vacation. Frantic preparations for the presentation, verbal volleys with colleagues, inhumane work conditions, the fact that the vacation is almost over finally hitting me, it has been quite eventful.
Oh yes, I finally got my official visiting cards of my own. I feel privileged, a bit elite, even. I am probably one of the very few (five people to be exact) undergrads in my course to have one of these. Usually only the seniors (a few select MBA guys) get these in their final year, so I am very pleased with myself.
Wednesday evening was played host to one of the most bizzare incidents that have occured in my not so long life, so far. I was catching up on sleep (which was much needed considering the way I had been staying up till wee hours in the morning working like a zombie) when my phone rang. I could not recognize the number, but I answered it anyway. "
Are you happy?" said a beautiful voice at the other end. I was still trying to come to terms with reality while trying to place this voice in my head. I could barely manage a "
Huh?" when she repeated her question. I asked her who she was. "
A random stranger. It does not matter." she quipped. I was a bit surprised, puzzled but decided to play along. She asked me things about the city, whether do I like it here, what is the best/worst thing about the city, what would I want to change about this city, whether does it inspire me, do I consider it my home etc. Her voice sounded familiar. A bit too familiar, but I couldnt place it. What she said made me stop and think. It made sense. At least at that moment it did make sense.
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Is it not ironic how conversations with a stranger seem more interesting sometimes than the ones with whom you know?"
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So very true. But I guess it lies in taking a risk. It surely makes it worthwhile, does it not?" I said.
We exchanged goodbyes and hung up. We spoke for well over five minutes. I really wanted to know who she was. She seemed quite interesting. But she insisted she was just another random stranger so I decided not to call back or look her up in the directory.
It was probably one of the strangest yet interesting conversations I must have ever had. It certainly is amazing how a complete stranger can make you think about things you usually take for granted.
Thursday came and went. Was quite uneventful. First day of the new trimester, in a way. Primarily went in preparations for the presentation. It was the worst possible start to the new trimester. I just wanted to quit. All of this.
Friday was nervous. The presentation surprisingly went well. I spoke for a good twenty five minutes on
Information Security, and my colleagues were quite surprised and a bit annoyed that I just would not stop. But then that is how I am, I reckon. My professor asked me to repeat it again next week, as most of my batchmates were missing (I gave the presentation to a grand total of fourteen out of a possible forty nine people in my class) which got me a bit annoyed. Not my fault, is it? Ah well, this is probably as good as life can get.
Saturday came, and the weekend was finally here. Spent the day at home relaxing, something I felt I had missed for aeons, it seemed. Went out in the evening to give a little interview where I ran into an old friend of mine. I must have met him after a good one and a half years or so. Jesus, it felt good. We spoke for a long time. It felt just like the old times. Sadly only change is constant.
Today was pretty great. We had a little
deviantART meet. We (
grafficjam,
nikhil and me) checked out Jehangir Art Gallery, National Gallery of Modern Art and National Center for the Performing Arts. Had a rather delicious lunch comprising of butter chicken and huuuuuuuge tandoori rotis at
Baghdadi's somewhere in between. Later on we spent a couple of hours by the Marine Lines. It was a lot of fun. Nikhil was experimenting with photography, and we had a lot of fun by the tetrapods and watching people do crazy things with the pigeons (which included kids acting like little godzillas, people running through them, feeding them and a lot more) and just sitting on the pavement soaking up the sun and watching the world go by. A perfect way to spend the Sunday. Whoever said three is a crowd definitely did not see this coming! I will be posting the pictures from the meet soon.
It seemed like a perfect weekend. Except for the whole new trimester thing I had a lot of fun. The only thing I would have wished for would have been a slighly longer vacation. It just seemed short. Too short.
Monday is barely a few hours away. I am going to try and organize myself and relax before getting back to the madness that is college.
Currently playing: Gary Jules - Mad World
A Crash Course In Polite Conversation
laemo
Indians on DeviantART
Mumbai on DeviantART 
Jolly
Relaxed but sick
