Growing Old or Growing Apart

It's B'day season! Almost all my friends@BITS have their birthdays

spread over these 2-3 months.Its inevitable for all of them to be

nostalgic about the sweet reminiscenses of campus,on their bdays.

I sure do the same,get lost in reverie with every bday!!.

It used to be an adventurous task preparing for bdays.

A night before-filling up balloons,painting mirrors,creating playlists,

furitively sneaking away with the Monginis cake(the bday gal/guy

pretended well to be oblivious aboutthe cake bringing task),smothering

the same on each other's face,bday bumpsfollowed by endless hours of

chit chatting,jokes till we realised its the next day.

It's not the 'frenzied task of preparation' that needs mention but the

happy moments of togetherness,mirth and joy that we shared;that made

it all so cherishable.The every small amount of effort put in by all just to

make the day special.

B'days were meant to be fun time in college just an occassion to rob

someone out his pocket;when we never realised that we were growing

,one each year.And with each year we were setting our digressing paths

for our aims and goals.

I have become apprehensive of growing up another year coz that'll push

me a li'l more farther from the people I want to cuddle up to.

I did, and I guess all of us would have at one point of time introspected

at the end of four years asking-

Will I find such good friends again?

What if we never met/?

what if we lose touch?

what if she/he finds a better friend than me?

And then just wished if we could hold them tight,next to us forever.

But we are already on the way to grow a li'l apart a price to be paid

for growing old.We are all busy now(except me I guess!!)but-

Who says we dont talk?

we do..its has just become a li'l less often now

(from 7 times in 7 hours a day to 7 mins in 7 days..afterall everyone

wants to be spared of the dammit mobile bills)

so wat if we talk less...I still know how everybody is.

I talk to them daily(excerpts)-

Hey Sup? hw r u? wat doing?(and some following 2-3 lines)

Oh!you think I have turned serious?I Still do laugh a

lot-something like this-

:D :D :D ; LOL!!! ; ROFL!!! ; LOLEST!!!

But I wish I if could laugh out my heart ;louder & harder;so that

my stomach pains a li'l more than my soul does.

My First BLOGGING Attempt

Blogging is ubiquitious.

Blogging is modish.

I find every second person blogging(seems it has become a status quo)

and so am I amongst those 'every second' trying to find a place in the

blogging league.

An year back one of my friend suggested me to start writing blogs

as it was the best way for improving my writing skills and I niggled

the suggestion.

The idea had amazed me a lot then(how can “I” blog?) and it amazes

me even more now when I 'actually' sit to write down my first blog.

The amazement was genuine.

Browsing through myriad blogs of my friends and often commending

them on their good write ups I always mused at how people managed

to think & write so much.

And how in the first place,did they manage to find time to write one???

There were many more reasons for me to keep rescinding the idea of blogging.

So why did I start now?

First,Nebulous ideas have always flown in my mind its just that I have

never been good enough to pen them down.

I am chicken hearted when it come to writing(Pun intended)!!!!

Second,Time is not a constraint for me these days as I am sitting

at home in oblivion Waiting for some luck to fall upon me

(in short waiting for 'the joining').

What better time utilization can there be than 'writing'

(my abstruse thoughts) and following my friend's advice.

Thirdly,I felt I was one amongst the ‘uneducated’ in the world

of 'internet'who did not Blog!!!These days even a kid blogs about

how he/she feels about his/her classmate :D :D

Being a novice amonst all the erudite 'blog' writers I believe I might

just find some generous people who would appreciate my first attempt

to 'blogging'.And hopefully some good notions will still 'keep flowing

in my mind' which will keep me motivated to write.