The Winds of Change
Hello people. I am back...for the time being atleast!
Where have I been all this time? Well, I was getting nostalgic - nostalgic about the present. The just-concluded Valfi time at IIT is about realizing how amazing the people, you've spent your last 4 years with, are. Its also about realizing that its time to move on.
I've moved a lot ever since I was a little child. I studied in Delhi for the first few years of my life; till the 3rd standard. I made a lot of friends; some of whom I still remember but I doubt if they'll still remember me. The parting was the hardest part. I had been with some of the guys since the Nursery class, a total of 5 years. Obviously, staying in touch when you are 8 years old can be extremely difficult.
The next couple of years I spent at Dubai 'coz my dad was transferred there. Didn't really get much time to get close to people. All I recall about that phase of my life is a couple of mates from school and a teacher. I still remember her telling us students a story about how one of her student met her after a gap of 10 years and still remembered her. I hope I get a chance to run into her; she was the first person to make me really open my eyes.
When we got back from Dubai, my mom decided that my dad's transfers (due to his government job) was affecting our (my brother's and my own) education so she decided to stick around with us in Delhi even though my dad moved from one place to another, after every 3 years. I owe a lot to my mom for sticking out for us then. I can quite imagine how living away from dad must've been for her. (Thanks mom for everything!)
The years that followed in Delhi were simply amazing. I spent about 8 years in the same school and by the end of it, knew almost all the teachers and half of the batch. I made some really nice friends. Some best-friends came and went; some remained. Surprisingly, in the end, the people who I remained in touch with were my XI and XII class buddies. Staying in touch is a lot more easier when you're not eight anymore.
Then came IIT. How quickly four years have almost passed by, is still a mystery to me; but the inevitable must occur. The winds of change are blowing again; this time, stronger than ever. Even though I wish they didn't. :(
A note from the author :
This blog was originally meant to be a personal diary of sorts. It was never my intention to make it public. But then things happened which were out of my control; infact, thanks to medusa, who was probably my first ever blog reader (apart from myself, ofcourse), this blog now stands where it does. (A special hug to medusa)
I like writing funny stuff, 'coz I like to think that somewhere out there, it brings a smile to someone's face. To those people who were expecting me to end my hiatus with a knock-knock joke perhaps, I'm sure this post came as a surprise. (This post's title was also supposed to serve as a warning for the stuff that followed). Infact, if you see the very first entry of my blog, you would be shocked even more.
So, whats the point of writing this note? I request you to allow me some space to pour my heart out. Some of the posts that follow may not be entertaining, but they would come straight from the heart. Realizing that one's life is about to change forever, can shake a man to the core. And as of now, I am being shaken vigorously (and stirred). All those who would have passed out of college at some point of their lives would remember what it feels like.
Feel free to comment one and all. And sorry if I am unable to live upto your expectations for some time to come.
I've moved a lot ever since I was a little child. I studied in Delhi for the first few years of my life; till the 3rd standard. I made a lot of friends; some of whom I still remember but I doubt if they'll still remember me. The parting was the hardest part. I had been with some of the guys since the Nursery class, a total of 5 years. Obviously, staying in touch when you are 8 years old can be extremely difficult.
The next couple of years I spent at Dubai 'coz my dad was transferred there. Didn't really get much time to get close to people. All I recall about that phase of my life is a couple of mates from school and a teacher. I still remember her telling us students a story about how one of her student met her after a gap of 10 years and still remembered her. I hope I get a chance to run into her; she was the first person to make me really open my eyes.
When we got back from Dubai, my mom decided that my dad's transfers (due to his government job) was affecting our (my brother's and my own) education so she decided to stick around with us in Delhi even though my dad moved from one place to another, after every 3 years. I owe a lot to my mom for sticking out for us then. I can quite imagine how living away from dad must've been for her. (Thanks mom for everything!)
The years that followed in Delhi were simply amazing. I spent about 8 years in the same school and by the end of it, knew almost all the teachers and half of the batch. I made some really nice friends. Some best-friends came and went; some remained. Surprisingly, in the end, the people who I remained in touch with were my XI and XII class buddies. Staying in touch is a lot more easier when you're not eight anymore.
Then came IIT. How quickly four years have almost passed by, is still a mystery to me; but the inevitable must occur. The winds of change are blowing again; this time, stronger than ever. Even though I wish they didn't. :(
A note from the author :
This blog was originally meant to be a personal diary of sorts. It was never my intention to make it public. But then things happened which were out of my control; infact, thanks to medusa, who was probably my first ever blog reader (apart from myself, ofcourse), this blog now stands where it does. (A special hug to medusa)
I like writing funny stuff, 'coz I like to think that somewhere out there, it brings a smile to someone's face. To those people who were expecting me to end my hiatus with a knock-knock joke perhaps, I'm sure this post came as a surprise. (This post's title was also supposed to serve as a warning for the stuff that followed). Infact, if you see the very first entry of my blog, you would be shocked even more.
So, whats the point of writing this note? I request you to allow me some space to pour my heart out. Some of the posts that follow may not be entertaining, but they would come straight from the heart. Realizing that one's life is about to change forever, can shake a man to the core. And as of now, I am being shaken vigorously (and stirred). All those who would have passed out of college at some point of their lives would remember what it feels like.
Feel free to comment one and all. And sorry if I am unable to live upto your expectations for some time to come.
- GrasshopperBoy
P.S.: Get ready for a couple of pleasant surprises as well!
This entry was posted on Saturday, April 15, 2006 at 2:48 PM.
Saturday, April 15, 2006 5:23:00 PM Posted bylife moves on...true
I have to praise your mom ... it requires great strength to take such a decision. I could never take such. She was sensible. So three cheers to all the mothers.
you have done well for yourself and have made your mom and dad proud....congrats!
thanks for the post,it was worth the wait. with best wishes...
Sunday, April 16, 2006 2:03:00 AM Posted by
change comes, life transforms, u keep wondering how did this all happen and u find urself admist another lovely atmosphere. This is life and its phases.
Thx for the post,it may not be funny, it may not bring smile to people's faces but it bring to them their memories which they always wanted to cherish.
the best post of urs tht i have read.
Sunday, April 16, 2006 3:38:00 AM Posted by
Dear Grasshopperboy,
Beautiful, touching post. Your best EVER - I agree with PK. Straight from the heart.
Keep the faith, and approach the change with open arms, a kind heart, a gentle spirit, and nerves of steel. Thanks for giving us an insight into your life through your blog. It's been really super.
GO, BOY!! CONQUER THE WORLD!! It's waiting for you with open arms!
Sunday, April 16, 2006 7:33:00 AM Posted by
awwwwwww.
a very special hug to u too baby.
it has been great to have u as a friend, even though we havent actually met or anything......and am glad that it was ur blog that made us so.
awwwwwwwww
Sunday, April 16, 2006 8:08:00 PM Posted by
You've always come across as a happy go lucky kinda guy.
Don't lose that playful personality, even tho you have to grow up a bit. (I know you won't)
Nice to post about your mom. She must be proud of you.
Sunday, April 16, 2006 9:28:00 PM Posted by
@all: thanks for the well wishes. hopefully my mom is proud of me :)
@medusa: we'll meet when i come to hydi...dunno when but i'm def. coming :)
Sunday, April 16, 2006 11:00:00 PM Posted by
it's nice to know that our funny and cool guy has a softer side to him...lovely post!! i missed ya! when r u coming to del?
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