TIMELAPSED STORIES

  Ok! Now, my first note was received fairly well. Thus this is the second attempt to rise above my own expectations. " Oh fuck! These are the last 20 days of college! I can't believe college is over! I'm going to miss these wonderful moments!". These are some of the heart rendering words we get to hear these days from the T.Y.BMM batch of UPG college (can be any college). Those eventful lectures, the awesome canteen, the best friends and the amazing times spent in college are the talk of the town. Somehow, people never fail to forget the time they have so efficiently wasted, don't they? Somehow, the memories of the work and effort put in projects, and assignment worked on, movies made together, companies visited for interning and the most important aspect of college, i.e. Festivals are somehow lost amidst the clutter of the 'time-waste' activities which become a sort of a priority in our memory. Why does this happen? Is it because all the activities we di...

TO all the bloggers and writers out there, this is my first note (Rather my first literary piece) ever. So if u'll find the content too shabby or inconsistent,  I apologize. As I near my demise as a student, just ready to enter the corporate world, or so I think, there are so many questions arising in my mind as to what is my true purpose in life. Relax! I'm not introspecting on a spiritual level or something. My career still seems to be my biggest concern at the moment. I think, and I say this with much regret, I am too scared to face the world and accept challenges as they bombard my near future because of the fact that being a Mumbaikar, I may not have seen the hardships others normally face in life. What do I DO? Where do I GO? These questions do not emphasize the 'What' and the 'Where', it's the 'doing' and 'going' which scares me. Amongst the ocean of expectations that we are constantly surrounded by 24x7, I feel that I'm incompeten...