Today, i felt the coolness palpable in the air. Also i noticed that a few rooms in the dorms had the ceiling fans turned off. I guess the signs are on the wall . But by what i know ,winters in
Ahmedabad are nothing compared to the ones i have had the pleasure( or displeasure
brrr... ) of experiencing in Delhi/
Noida/Lucknow.
I guess i will have to start the yearly ritual of putting out warm clothes and blankets in the sun. I have not exactly enjoyed winters but they have their own charm. Like the pleasure of cuddling in the Rajai with a nice book and a coffee or walks on roads wrapped in low hanging fog.
It also reminds me of a few cherished memories like studying through the chilly nights in my hostel trying to complete the 5 units of syllabus for the semester exam the next day . Going with the hostel gang in auto/bus to sit for the paper or with manish on his scooter/bike. Last minute cramming and revisions standing in the bone numbing cold outside the center, then trying to warm hands so as to put down all the globe on the answer sheets.
Or going to school on my cycle in the fog with my blazer pockets filled with dry fruits given by mummy. The morning drills by the sports teacher to prepare for the annual day . Sitting or playing football in the sun with friends. Setting up bonfires from wood and dry leaves of the guava trees in my home and studying for tests which immediately followed the winter vacations.
Memories are all i possess and thank god they are all beautiful.
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Memoirs
I always get things in life which i may not expect to get but i truly require. The same continued today i.e my 1st
diwali away from home. I was quite apprehensive and a bit sad thinking how this
diwali would be. This was exacerbated by some not too great happenings lately and by the dread of such unwanted happening to follow.
This is in tune with the happenings near last year's diwali. I was feeling probably my lowest in a long time a day before diwali but diwali brought in loads of happiness , cheerfulness and luck ( which saw me through the portals of IIMA).
It turned out to be a Deja Vu of sorts this year as well ( and i hope the luck part will follow in the crucial weeks to follow) . The day, rather the afternoon started with bike rides and shopping ,through the length and breadth of ahmedabad , for crackers, colors for rangoli, diyas , flowers, sweets and candles . It was fun and tiring but helped me in having a first hand look at the enthusiasm of Gujarati shoppers .
Then came the making of the rangoli which was mostly done by my dorm mates and photo session. Then i did a solo puja on my desk . Then spent some time roaming around campus looking at other dorm rangolis and lighting. D13 won and they truly deserved it with their theme of Ramayana and awesome anime style rangoli of lord Ram.
Then came the best part --- crackers. I never thought it would be so much fun but i guess my enthusiasm seeped into my dorm mates who broke all shackles of IIMA seriousness. It was amazing. The duration of my laughter in those 1-2 hours was more than what have laughed till now at IIMA, and that's whole 4 months.
Now i am experiencing the sad feeling that diwali is over which i have every year. Also i missed mom n home a lot although it was mitigated . And i am hoping that this diwali brings me luck like last year. :)
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Diwali,
Life at IIMA
