Last Time I Did Something For The First Time..

Life is only worth the memories u collect along the way. As one day gives way to the next i feel im losing my treasures. The treasures I collected in school have already been blurred by the passing of time. Its so frustrating and sad. I wont leave my precious college memories to the mercy of my amenesia afflicted grey matter.. what do i do? Simple! Im gona share it with dear little blogspot..

There are so many events which have left their mark on me, especially the ones during my past four years. So im gona record the events that affected me the most and which I don wana forget.

# Bleak! What can I say, when college comes to mind, Its the friends I made that pops up, and bleak has been there for the better part of 4 years. They say the friends we make in college are the friends we make for life. I truly hope we see each other through the ups and downs life takes us through. He was the best thing that happened to me in college.Thank u da :)

# Since I started of with my best friend, I think this list would be endless if I started including the wonderful people I came across in the past few years (there were a few "defective" characters..but thts life..so moving on..). In the most unexpected of ways, people touch our heart. I wont name any friends.. god forbid I miss a name, I cud never forgive myself!
Today being friendship day, I wana wish all my friends a very happy friendship day. Thank u for making me a part of ur life. God bless u.

#It was in the beginning of the year 2006 that I streaked my hair.
Brand: garnier multi highlights, shade : subtle highlights
Totally brightened up my last days in college. I still wonder from where I got the guts to permanently colour my hair.. and the mistake, though I never regretted it, was that I let my mom help!! hehehe. It was so exciting! My gorgeous locks in a matter of minutes had every imaginable shade of brown. The attention they got!! Hilarious!!
9 months later, my luscious locks still have every possible shade of brown, it looks better now, the colour is moving down as my hair grows.

#In partial fulfilment for a degree in civil engineering, we have a survey camp in S7. Now survey camp means bearing the heat and dust of the NH and plotting the layout of the highway as the KSRTC superfasts zoom by just inches away. I thank my guardian angel for keeping me out of their path those days. Well, we being professional civil engineers, finished our work a day ahead and, what do i do to pass time?! I fullfill my lifelong dream of learning to ride a bike. This was ofcourse not on the roads the ksrtcs predate, but the empty side roads running parallel to the NH. Ah, it was my dream come true. First i learn to master the gear and clutch release in mootha's tame splendor. Then i am given the reins to bleak's very fiery fire spitting pulsar 180 with a roar which would send shock waves upto a radius of 10 miles. Everyone was impressed when the dragon responded to my command without any protest. heehuuhaa..I love bikes!! Can still feel the rush I had when I felt the power under my fingers.. all thanks to the guys, especially bleak and mootha who respected a girl's dream and encouraged me throughout.

#Then there was the all india tour, this event has come up infinite times in my previous blogs, but i wana record an event which made me feel so good about myself.
The location : a famous temple in shimla which has hot water springs known to cure diseases,blah blah.
The scene includes our full group: me, neetu, aishu, bleak, etc. As we were about to enter the temple, I notice a foreigner pointing the huge lens of his sophisticated camera at us.I confer with neetu and aishu, who confidently agree that we deserve to be catalogued as true indian beauties. We all pose, making him very happy. *cheese* *click*..we eagerly go to check out the snap on his supercool digi cam..surprise!surprise! It turned out to be a cloosse up snap of my face alone!!! It was so shocking, with beauties like neetu and aishu next to me, me hogging up an entire frame!!and the photo?! oh man! so clear..I never knew I was so photogenic!! The photographer who was obviously a professional, turned out to be from Netherland. He asked me to pose again, I tried to dissapear into the ground, but my dearest friends were having too much fun teasing me. But I ran for it the moment he asked if he could take a pic with me. Everyone had the time of their lives teasing me for the rest of the tour about my dutch fan! hehe.
What I regret about this incident?! I dint ask for his email! My perfect snap and I dont even have a copy:(
what I do have is a snap which bleak took the liberty of taking with my camera, of both of them showing off their big smiles. That was a memorable experience!

#Politically, our college used to be an SFI stronghold. But 2 years back a new party rises from the ashes of KSU and ABVP and they call themselves VOC( voice of cet). blah blah blah.
Time: we have entered S8, its election fever. The parties are deciding who is popular, where are the vote banks, who will win, who will lose,etc, etc. A sad fact is that our batch lacks strong personalities (The last famous name being Ajay Prasad). Where do I come in?? Ahem!! Well, one fine evening a friend calls me and asks me to stand for the post of vice chairman first, later lady representative for VOC. Obviously I was so shocked, flattered, confused,..!! I weigh the pros and cons and am further confused. I ask my dad and he almost bites my head off! STAY AWAY FROM POLITICS is his advice. I sadly convey this to my friend in voc, he says he understands. end of story? not yet! Next day mootha approaches me to stand for the post of S8 rep for SFI. By now im in seventh heaven. I again ask my dad, who seriously starts doubting his daughter's will to live a long life. So again, I say im sorry, but they already had another person in mind, so it was fine and voc came out with a stronger candidate , and won. So I go about boasting that both the parties approached me but I sensibly stayed away from the skrimish. Did I regret my decision? only when I think how famous I could have been.Guess it was all for the best!

Damn! Looks like ive been blowing my trumpet too long. If u have read this far I commend ur patience, but this is just for me to read after say, 20 years and tell my children;"see how great ur mom was". =))
keep smiling