Tuesday, November 04, 2003
PERSONAL : Down memory lane a.k.a. A trip to Seattle
In August 1994 when I left for hostel, I was numb. At first I was too dazed to realized the enormity of the step I had taken. When I actually thought about it, I was petrified. In hindsight, in 2003, I think it was the greatest decision of my life. I learnt, in those four years, what I don't think I would've learned in a lifetime if I'd stayed in Bombay. I spent hours talking about people, things and met some of the most interesting people I ever did in those four years. I hated it during the process, but as long as you're not scarred it's all good, right?
I learnt about the weird workings of the male mind.
I learnt about life in small families in smaller cities.
I learnt fear. I learnt about the value of life.
I learnt when I got hit by some people for liking a girl.
I learnt the true meaning of friendship. And I learnt about the misery of losing it to death.
I learnt a lot about love, and what distance can do to it.
I look at my friends from Bombay who I some times think of as naive. They've don't know sh*t about the world. Their lives are so small. Does that make me a better person, you ask? No, I don't think so ... they're great people with a very different set of values which we mutually respect but can never get used to.
But would I give up what I got if I was given a choice of being like them. Never.
Those days were precious.
In a way that was good... those people from pre-1994, remained as they were and hence I could still associate with them. The way they interacted, the things they did.. hell, even the music they listened to remained the same!
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