Its 10:30...I've been waiting for the sun to shine bright outside! It's so cold...so...so..colddd! Well the sun's there but weak...dull.... a lot like what I'm feeling right now. I took to writing because of all these long hours I get to myself. I told a friend I was talking to last night that although I start writing with a lot of enthusiasm, I find my interest dwindles somewhere along the way. More often than not it's because I end up thinking many things...a whole lot of thoughts keep coming and going in my head....I kind of lose focus. Anyway, in my last post I'd asked that question "Is blogging addictive?"...and I know the answer is apparent in the way I just put in post after post and in the hours I spend reading blogs.
Okk… can’t keep waiting for the sun to shine. Have to go out. Putting in a post and rushing off. This one was written sometime back and in a much better frame of mind!
“This blog is dedicated to old friends…from my days in Assam :-)”
My days in the Railway colony there were undoubtedly my best days…I have very vivid and happy memories of my time spent there. Be it home… school… the club… parties… picnics… those long walks to the hills behind the colony… all of these I remember…and when I do, I can’t help but smile and think of the people who made my days there so special and fun.
Roopa, my best friend….and the rest of the gang (too many names to mention here…but I miss u all sooo much). The sad thing about rly life was that there was always sum one moving away…and the best thing was there was always sum one moving in!! And the place was always happening… fun filled activities… social dos, etc. And ironically, the best parties were the farewell parties!!! I spent a total of 10 years in Assam … in parts coz I spent nursery to class 2 first and then in between we moved to Delhi for 4 years (hmmm…that’s another phase which was interesting…Maybe sum time I could write about that and time spent at DPS)….anyway, then dad got a posting back in Assam. I’m talking about this part…from class 7 to 10th.
I remember how I luvvd to bake chocolate cakes and all my friends would come over and we’d share cake and spend our time playing games, listening to music (crazy about sum bands which have long disappeared!!)…talking….and we never seemed to tire of doing the same things over & over again! I remember secret crushes….and heartbreaks…and I rem long fone calls…lonely walks…crazy bicycle rides…
Okk…there was this one time when we’d gone for a walk to the hills and it started pouring heavily. We’d split up into two groups. The group I was in took shelter in a small temple (more a shack with a local deity) and the priest there was kind enough to offer us sum tea. We sat there worried about the others coz for what seemed like ages there was no sign of them! When they did get back…they were all drenched and in a total mess :-) …but poor Smita had the worst of it…her foot had leaches…all over…eekks!! I rem all of us sitting there rubbing salt to get those leaches off her foot. Poor Mohit (Smita’s brother and one of my closest frenz) was all worked up!!....hmmm…those were lil adventures we had… I miss all this living in Delhi…no hills to walk to beyond my colony here! ...no lonely paths :-(
And roopsie if u ever read this blog, do u rem the time the guys formed that stupid “doodle club”??? Omg… it was like a NO GIRLS allowed club!! Duhhh!! And what did these guys do? They spent long boring afternoons organizing quizzes??!! I rem just to get back at them we girls (grossly outnumbered) formed a group of our own! We called ourselves the GRIN gang…lolzz… (G for Gayatri…R for Roopa….I for Ishita….N for Nilanjana) and nooo…we had no purpose for making this group. All we wanted was to just irritate these guys…every time any of these guys passed by, we’d be grinning like hell….!!! I was a step ahead, I’d just gate crash their so called quizzes (owing to my excellent social skills with all the mom’s) and sit there ploink in their midst…digging into all the goodies their mom’s supplied for their get together! ...lolzz…
Or the time we kids were asked to help renovate the club library…that was a brilliant way to keep us occupied coz we ended up reading like hell…and it was fun…hmmm…sum cute romances blossoming around that time… hmmmm… rly romances…sigh!:-)
Yes...I do miss those days. I guess most of us have some nice growing up stories. I could go on & on … describing endless such stories… those were fun days. I skipped the school stories…that would take up too much space here! And now I must get back to the kid I got growing up here :-) … been a nice trip back in time…
Okk… can’t keep waiting for the sun to shine. Have to go out. Putting in a post and rushing off. This one was written sometime back and in a much better frame of mind!
“This blog is dedicated to old friends…from my days in Assam :-)”
My days in the Railway colony there were undoubtedly my best days…I have very vivid and happy memories of my time spent there. Be it home… school… the club… parties… picnics… those long walks to the hills behind the colony… all of these I remember…and when I do, I can’t help but smile and think of the people who made my days there so special and fun.
Roopa, my best friend….and the rest of the gang (too many names to mention here…but I miss u all sooo much). The sad thing about rly life was that there was always sum one moving away…and the best thing was there was always sum one moving in!! And the place was always happening… fun filled activities… social dos, etc. And ironically, the best parties were the farewell parties!!! I spent a total of 10 years in Assam … in parts coz I spent nursery to class 2 first and then in between we moved to Delhi for 4 years (hmmm…that’s another phase which was interesting…Maybe sum time I could write about that and time spent at DPS)….anyway, then dad got a posting back in Assam. I’m talking about this part…from class 7 to 10th.
I remember how I luvvd to bake chocolate cakes and all my friends would come over and we’d share cake and spend our time playing games, listening to music (crazy about sum bands which have long disappeared!!)…talking….and we never seemed to tire of doing the same things over & over again! I remember secret crushes….and heartbreaks…and I rem long fone calls…lonely walks…crazy bicycle rides…
Okk…there was this one time when we’d gone for a walk to the hills and it started pouring heavily. We’d split up into two groups. The group I was in took shelter in a small temple (more a shack with a local deity) and the priest there was kind enough to offer us sum tea. We sat there worried about the others coz for what seemed like ages there was no sign of them! When they did get back…they were all drenched and in a total mess :-) …but poor Smita had the worst of it…her foot had leaches…all over…eekks!! I rem all of us sitting there rubbing salt to get those leaches off her foot. Poor Mohit (Smita’s brother and one of my closest frenz) was all worked up!!....hmmm…those were lil adventures we had… I miss all this living in Delhi…no hills to walk to beyond my colony here! ...no lonely paths :-(
And roopsie if u ever read this blog, do u rem the time the guys formed that stupid “doodle club”??? Omg… it was like a NO GIRLS allowed club!! Duhhh!! And what did these guys do? They spent long boring afternoons organizing quizzes??!! I rem just to get back at them we girls (grossly outnumbered) formed a group of our own! We called ourselves the GRIN gang…lolzz… (G for Gayatri…R for Roopa….I for Ishita….N for Nilanjana) and nooo…we had no purpose for making this group. All we wanted was to just irritate these guys…every time any of these guys passed by, we’d be grinning like hell….!!! I was a step ahead, I’d just gate crash their so called quizzes (owing to my excellent social skills with all the mom’s) and sit there ploink in their midst…digging into all the goodies their mom’s supplied for their get together! ...lolzz…
Or the time we kids were asked to help renovate the club library…that was a brilliant way to keep us occupied coz we ended up reading like hell…and it was fun…hmmm…sum cute romances blossoming around that time… hmmmm… rly romances…sigh!:-)
Yes...I do miss those days. I guess most of us have some nice growing up stories. I could go on & on … describing endless such stories… those were fun days. I skipped the school stories…that would take up too much space here! And now I must get back to the kid I got growing up here :-) … been a nice trip back in time…
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