college is teaching me a lot of important things other than abstract algebra and real analysis. i m learning the hard way. but at least i m learning. different shades of personality, various opinions, wow-type backgrounds... they really dumbfound me. and i realise every moment, how lucky i was all these years and how i had dwelled in heaven and complained about it. my school, my friends, my family, my city...everything.
i hv finally started climbing the initial stairs of reaching adulthood. i m now learning how u hv to depend on urself more and more, instead of depending on others. i m my only true friend, best friend, real friend as we used to call our fellow classmates in school. and i m now discovering a new friend in myself who actually cares for me. i enjoy my loneliness as i walk those 15 mins in park street. memories, thoughts accompany me. 4 crossings...they carry different meanings during the to and fro. sometimes i miss those whom i love a lot and wish that they wud be with me. i make myself believe that that will happen someday...
i hate it when the drink spills from the cup and accumulates at its base on the plate. everytime u pick up the cup u have to mop it on the plate.