I'm writing a prose as a result of constant doting by one particular member of the royalty.Ive been feeling very restless lately, having been bitten by the nostalgia bug way too many times in the past few days.
College ended a few months back and i never realised how much i missed it, and the people there till i recently got together with some of my ex-classmates cum partners in all imaginable forms of "adolescent" crimes one can expect from fully grown men and women. We met at JNU, dined together and had a Lil booze session later on.
En route to our booze venue, the lord and i caught up on each others life and genuinely felt happy for each other.... The lord deserves that sweet smell of success he's been sniffing lately- even though he's been purposely ignorant about it- lest things go wrong, and his dreams come crashing down ( a pessimist that he is)
If all this emotional wrench wasn't enough, SirZ called one of us up,while we were drinking... all drunk himself. We passed the phone around (on loudspeaker) and talked to him. I don't know if he had prior info about all of us being together, but you just couldn't miss that shiver in his voice when he took all of our names, talking to each of us. It was that shiver in the man's voice that struck me - no matter how much he tries to act cool, his voice gave away how much WE mean to him..... or maybe I'm just imagining.
The Bombay jaat landed at IIMC to meet me and the duchess today.... I'd been waiting to see her since so long, especially since we've spent so much time together back at the university.Other than losing a lil weight from her illness, the girl hasn't changed even a bit...and i wouldn't have her any other way anyway. She's as over expressive and funny as ever!
It dint take even 5 minutes before her bitching session began with the duchess with me as a witness.... Deja-vu! only the location had changed... we weren't sitting cross legged under that big neem tree at D-school this time around.
I'm surprised i haven't gone under depression thinking about Ramjas so much .....
.....and i know that the A's and W's and H's of the world wont help me even if i do... what'll help me will be the company of the irreplaceable family i formed around 2 years back.
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Nostagia attacks everyday but I'm sure no one's complaining. It seems just like yesterday when we would skip classes for sessions at DSE and spend three bucks for three hours.
Life sure has changed 360 degrees and I guess we'r all trying to carve an identity for ourseleves (though we are not sculptors) but seriously, the identity we shared in that last college year will truly be remembered.
"The past is a work of art, free of irrelevancies and loose ends."
Hail the BBC event.
Royalty-
all for one, one for all.
all in all, college was a ball.
U told me one day that u were not good with prose..U were terribly wrong buddy..u are brilliant..keep it..
Are u allowed to delete comments?????
family, pussy, you , me, i miss you man, although the essense of your existance is forever blotched in my pervert psyche....ok..no more writinh, i'm senti now, so back to pussy pile driving
hola my hol-a babby/1 drive that corkscrew rite up the kashish.
@ kotoky - posts are preffered not deleted
Prateekkkkkkk...... oooooo.....amazing the way u expressed yourself.. makes me feel so special to be considered so important... thanks a lot my dearest buoy... il alwaz be by ur side... teasing u and gonj all d more...
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