Summers start

Well finally the first year of MBA came to an end and off we went on our roads to find out more about our lives ahead and ultimately about ourselves. We headed for the summers!!

Well the first step to this realization was the team work between me and my room mates for packing the luggage, it’s a herculean task believe me! And to carry it to your compartment? would have been impossible had it not been for Devinder, my roommate.

And as they say behind every successful man there is a woman, in this tale too there was this sweet girl whom I met in the train. Unfortunately for her, her seat was right next to me and she was supposed to sleep over me which she wasn’t very comfortable with. By the way I meant on the berth above me. Well she sat and talked and talked and talked and I was surprised how anyone can talk with me for so long. But finally she said at 3 in the morning that she was too afraid to sleep on the top and she wanted me to be on the top. Yeah I meant in the berth over me! So finally I realized that her sole purpose of talking with me was to get the lower berth and avoid being alone in the dark. So to argue freely I suggested to move out of the compartment towards the toilets and do it freely with out disturbing others travelers of the compartment (do it freely = argue freely). She agreed and we sat at the door of the compartment and sat there till I reached Baroda that was 6 am!! Strange but true, I still don’t know her name or number.

Well Baroda was superb right from the station till I reached home.

The sight of the Faculty of Arts at 6 am was better than any Taj Mahal of the world, seriously!

The smell of the sandalwood at my house, hmmm..... was so rejuvenating, even if Tutankhamen were to come alive after spending a horrific time in his mummified state for some thousands of years the gush of fresh air would not be as soothing or satisfying as that smell of sandalwood was to me.

Well it was great to meet my parents and recite the expected dialogues in the same sequence that my mom was gonna say.

Well the icing on the cake was my dog. It is wonderful to know that someone loves you so much, unconditionally. I was meeting him after some 4 months and still he was crying in the same manner as he used to do a year back. As soon as I reached home he was uncontrollable and when he was let loose, oh my god…. He just wanted to hold me so tight, it was a terrific moment, the way he jumps over and over to hug you or hold you, or just do something to express his love was indeed wonderful.

Well all this was so satisfying, but still I missed my friends of SCMHRD. It’s been good 10 months when we were together for so many adversities and moments of joy. No one can be perfect but some people just make us realize the beauty of imperfection.

Well what more could I say, I smiled every time someone spilled at lunch :)