Okay, I happened to notice that my last few posts have evoked many questions about my immense love rather adoration rather adulation for the benign campus of SASTRA. So folks, i make it a point here, i am not very sure if i loved the place when i was there but i am cent per cent sure that i do miss it a lot now after it's all over. No no if you are thinking that i miss the buildings or the teachers or the subjects( pun intended) or the facilities then you should bang your head on the nearest wall. All i miss are the people who were as as confused and scared as i was and got stuck up with me at some point of time. That we (friends) got close in the four years of college is as much an emotional thing as it is logical. Remember the cattle herd crap? Why do cattle move in herd? Beacuse they re scared and confused. so they get closer to give some shit support to each other. That's what happens there too, We, the poor people there, are tormented so much that we have no other go other than healing others' sores. And history tellingly yells that healing has hatched chemistries galore.
I lived some of the better moments of my life in SASTRA. I miss the goddam dishes served in the first year hostel ( puttu tops the list in that), miss watching the tamil pals sporting a colorful cheerful lungi, folding it to give it a mini skirt look and playing cricket leaving us awestruck, miss the tea sessions 5 times a day (day being the noon), miss the gossip and ogling during the tea sessions, miss going late to the class and entering the class with the innocent look on the face, miss going early to the class and feeling stupid, miss the queue in the mess and the canteen, miss the Rs.5 'GoldCup' in the canteen, miss the fun in the torture of writing Records and the pain as well, miss flirting with the lady teachers and skipping the class, miss sleeping during class hours and then going begging after the teachers for attendance, miss the 'rasam' , miss running all around the hostel with pen drive in hand searching for some random movie which someone recommended because it has a 'scene', miss the fun in the Deccan chargers and CSK match in hostel, miss playing holi and then being caught and then being escorted to the VC office singing patrotic sings, miss the heat, miss the chaos during getting print outs, miss the one hour preparation before the mid terms, miss the happiness finding all the friends out of the exam hall half an hour after the exam started, miss sathar's( the only restaurant which wouldn't serve a stuffed dosa if you as for stuffed kulcha( hyperbole intended)), miss the talks on the terrace during tea time. This could go on till eternity. So i better give it a break here.
All the people of all the sexes even if they were a jerk are being missed now.
Jai SASTRA, Jai Tamil Nadu.
Not to be continued.
