Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Wordless

Small old things, which in the past used to seem regular, now when retrospecting, seem so joyful. The green grass outside the campus, hanging out in the ECE Dept, waiting for one professor or the other more than i used to in my own ICE Dept :-). Waiting sternly for the DTC buses inorder to use the student pass, and sometimes spending more time waiting than on the actual bus ride. Other times, feeling extremely lucky on getting a direct bus home. Sulking after such a long day at college, and coming back home famished & worn out with the heat in summer. Mom greeting me with a glass of neembu paani followed by my self made grilled sandwiches for everyone. Spending hours in my room on the roof, on my computer, studying, doing engg drawings, listening to music. In the night spending time on the roof just staring at the glittering stars in the sky & dreaming about the future. Before the exams i would just sit on my bed with the books scattered everywhere, and would get my food delivered by my brother to my room.
In the winters, Mohit, mom & I would bask in the sun on the roof, and mom would bring a plate of salad to munch on. She would be extremely excited on a bright sunny winter day, and would spread all the quilts in the sunlight so that they become crisp & fresh.
On Sundays Dad & I would go to buy stationery from our favorite place, Jain Book Depot, and we would even go for our driving sessions on Sunday morning. He would make me drive till Dhaula Kuan & come back home. On hot summer nights, we all would fit in my room & sleep there, since thats where the only AC in the house was.
Good old days!