In the end.. It really doesn't matter!

Time is a valuable thing
Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings
Watch it count down to the end of the day
The clock ticks life away
It's so unreal
Didn't look out below
Watch the time go right out the window
Trying to hold on / but didn't even know
Wasted it all just to

Just the way ordinary people will find it superpainful to wake up at midnight and keep awake all the way, same I found waking up at 08:00 hrs when IIM-L calleth for interviews. May be, ditching it would have made the day go okay. But even then in some corner of my head, it seemed to shout to wake up, wear formals and go for the kind of interview which I need to learn to go (suffer) through. Well! the Hero started late though confident enough to reach jusst on time. But the clock did tick life away and I was some 120-150 seconds late! But the hope was there, I begged for the afternoon slot since it had been a substantial effort to wake up so early and keep pushing myself till Brigade road. Now adding up totally to the peak frustration, that IIM-L prof gave "phundaes" of how stupid I am if I try for MBA when I am not able to manage to such simple timelines! In the Bon Jovi's Its my life, the chap could have made for his babe just in time, but now I learn that it doesn't work that way in the real world.
Just as those South Park kids often say - You see, I learnt something today. As usual I learnt it the hard way :). Decide! decide well! and then let go, because in the end it really doesn't matter.

:-P

A visit to my Alma Mater

Day 1: At 7.00am, when I was trying to get my boarding pass, a group of ten Kingfisher airhostesses gather to the side to blow me out of my sleep! Lekhi and Kartik waited so long in spite of the screwed up flight's 3 hr delay. The air, the trees, the feel of insti was exactly the same as it was 9-10 months before, but most of the faces looked new and the dearest ones were pretty few. Met a prof with whom I could talk a lot and wondered at how freaking different it is to deal with a Trilogy manager than with an IIT prof. Evening snack, canteen hangout and video-show at Dharam's room brought the memories of those lukkha days. Visiting the funky poptates was obvious and first night's visit was with the cse chaps.
Day 2: Started to get the real humid-bombay-feel. Met all the hostel chaps together, till then it had been like a yahoo-conference only, for a long time. Life changes totally after transitioning from student life to ghoda-corporate life. Evening frisbee made me so happy :) At night, a 4'th-year-like party seemed like the best party I ever had! Stomach ached by laughing, so many memories hit all the time and everything will remain totally memorable. At late-night the lake-side cag went delightfully till the security guards appeared to throw us out of that place.
Day 3: Everything was as usual as during the IIT days. The return was again delayed, but that gave the opportunity to relish at the Linking road, Bandra KFC. Return to Bangalore was greeted by the state-wide bandh and all the day at airport was totally totally boring :(

Just a three-day visit to iitb and I've returned with the same thoughts I had when I came to Bangalore to start working in the corporate world. Feels like living those amazing days again, but as Ms Choksandik in South Park [:P] says that life is all about going forward and there is no need to go back even to the best days of life if we had lived them perfectly! A fun game is the game which gets harder as we play.