Thundery 'Thanxgiving'

This year my thanksgiving weekend was special. I took a trip over westcoast, that is to California. I have been longing to visit Calif since a long time. The visit bacame a special one with the participation of all my freinds.

It was a preplanned trip. We had been planning this since September and since then I was praying for a smooth trip all together. But luck backstabbed me and my plans jolted by weather and there by the delayed flights. By the time I reached LA it was 1AM in the morning (delayed by almost 5hrs), but the spirits were still strong and high. We were eager to confront one another, we were bursting to share some joy, we were agog to go wild and soak ourselves in the fountain of youth. Believe me, we lived upto the expectations, we kept ourselves awake, to see the rising sun, in the midst of interventions by cops and neighbors. Oh man, that was fun, silly fun.

The drive to Vegas was fabolous. Ofcourse nature was beautiful, the drive was smooth, weather was pleasant but the more pleasure was to see all of us picking on one another. That was spree of pulling legs. It definitely took me back to my college days. It was immensly satisfying to see the undying sarcasm of my freinds coupled with the maturity of riposting every comment wittily and funnily.

Stay at Vegas was fabolous. Everything was great about Vegas. Illuminating nights, Stunnig Casinos, long standing Stratosphere, gorgeous fountain show at Bellagio, 'never say die' attitude of people walking on the roads all night long, catching the glimpses of beauty flaunted by juvenile girls and the list goes on and on. I had all kinds of fun. I would love to write more about what I did at Vegas, but as they say 'What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas', I better keep my mouth shut (otherwise my friends would go gaga on me). I think it would be better if you visit Vegas and be a part of the fun rather than reading it in my scribbles. Anyway, it was an amazing experience. A three days of trip left a tremondous amount of memories to cherish. I believe, no matter where I go for a trip with my friends, I would enjoy to the fullest.

Till then everything was good, but the journey back to home was the worst one. My flight got delayed, and then had mechanical problems, and atlast got canceled.It took me more than a day to get back to Louisiana from Calif, poor me!! By the time I was home, I was tired, exhausted and depleted. But looking through the pictures of the trip, had envigorated me to script down the memories.

Nine Yrs to 'Nostalgia'

November 9th is one of the greatest days of my life. On this very day in 1998 I started the brightest chapter of my life. Yes, on this very day I stepped into the premises of College of Engineering, Osmania University for the first time, to amass everlasting memories, to collect perpetual reminiscences, to feed in unfading experiences of life time in four years of joyride.

I have been unreceptive for quiet a few days. I was low on confidence. My motivation had been on the thinner side. But looking at the date itself boosted me to write this up. I couldn’t control my urge to mention this special day on my blog. I still remember my first day at OU (Osmania University). I was thrilled, elated, excited and at the same time, tensed. It was a grand beginning to new life style. It was an exuberant instigation to a unique journey with full of highs and lows. I was rustic; I was naïve to that culture. I definitely took sometime to settle in. I believe we all did take sometime to come in terms with the conditions there, to get the grips of circumstances there. We were like newly bought, empty hard drives. We had lot of space to absorb, we had lot of room to learn, we had lot of freedom to fly high, to scream loud, to ride rough. We did all that, and much more. Attending classes, studying courses was like an extra curricular activity. We were always seen busy in unquestionably joyous deeds. Oh boy, how can one forget those countless trips from canteen to kinnera via main building, which has surely been the best route I have ever traveled. Of course, college days without girls, simply unimaginable. 10 minutes rendezvous would have generated at least an hour of debate in the evening while sipping the garam chai along with Osmania biscuits. Not only this, the moments when we all got drunk for every small stint, the moments when we shed tears at the loss of one of our dear friends, the moments when we all beat the hell out of invaders, the moments when we all zoomed in midnight ride for fruit juice, the moment when we all danced to eternal music on those colossal steps of main building, and the moment when I made most of my accidents and the list goes on and on.

I believe, the journey wasn’t a smooth one, there were some hiccups. It could be termed as safe flight with little turbulence here and there. We surely had some differences, which was quiet natural, considering our cultural and regional differences. But in the end, most of us have come out good and in fact as better persons. We learned so many things in those 4 years at OU, not only the subject, but also we all got cultured enough to gauge and stand against the different predicaments of life.

Well, I am blessed to be part of highly energetic group of my friends. Even after 5 years of engineering farewell, we are still going strong and slick. And real icing on cake is, few of us are having a reunion today. It will all be fun and frolic over the weekend. I am all excited and over the moon, who wouldn’t be??