Time is changing……….

Time….when I was in school our gurus and my parents used to warn me “Time is wealth, do not waste it…….”…although I find that proverb to some extent weird, but today I realize it’s not only the time..It’s a time machine...Where the modernization is the source of energy…Its rushing like anything. I don't know where it’s going and where it is going to take me. Two years have passed without doing anything…… Just slipped by, slyly as never before. The days, nights and weeks just passed by like anything. I can still remember what I said on a morning of my first weekly off of 2009….. As clear as like it was yesterday!
 
Industry life sucks. Doing constant duty with very week ,,the same B,A,C…same B to A and the same weekly off and come back straight after 10 long hours. Tired enough to not even stand up and drink a glass of water all by myself. No time for family, no time for long lost friends, no time for introspection, no time for life.

Looking back now ,after 4 years I realize what I had gained and  what I had lost…the day I entered room no 28 and the day I entered room 201(hotel konark regency)…..suddenly things changed ,life brought surprises…….

Memories are still fresh of the days of our college week, the sleepless night for preparing the best wall magazine and the most tough task of doing parade for the college week(which remained a flopped dream. I can’t even remember when we won the last Parade competition), the most exciting football match between hostel 6 n hostel 7, long queues in the college canteen, eyes trying to search for some pretty girl in the boring lecture… just kidding), formation of the big gang every evening near pankaj da chai shop……..still I feel the taste of that 3 rupee chai along with a couple of samosas…… endless fights over some counter-strike, moto GP, the days during college election ..the scenic view of the dipor bill…and our all time party….the night we spent in our pyro…the dj night (girls were really enormous on that night)………to the early morning rush to stand on a queues for the puri bhaji….and the exam time …mad attempt to complete the whole course…enjoying life, party till the exam result come and after the exam result came…

All of it forms memories……memories which we can never forget. Memories of friends who hugged each other, cried in joy and sadness. Today they are far apart, but still common thread binds us all.

Life changed drastically in last two years… Campus to industry is a fucking nightmare. Corporate life is sucky. It’s just too weird at times. I don't know what life is going to turn out to be after all this ends. As an engineering graduate I was one of the lucky one to get selected for an MNC. But    Professionalism sucks way too much, but it left me no choice….. I miss you AEC and my friends