Wait you all people, yeah I am still here to blast my academic misdemeanors happening, mainly self triggered idiocities :P (Damn the blogger doesn't have emoticons...) but just passing thoughts, you will see more of these now and then... God! Am I infatuated with piano these days, being a self respecting instrument player, I played the tabla not so long ago, yes even I can play that, and you guessed it right, you are a waste! My college belong to a group of colleges who go around the place with the name of NIT, and this acronym has been blasted, translated, disfigured out of proportions! Now you know which kinds of engagements do we guys have, worthless... huh. anyways, its no point to fathom perfection, so I was saying, we had this inter NIT football meet, in our college. The news was itself scorned off as an administrative blunder which eventually came out to be true, there was no, yes NO, audience at all, regardless of the fact that we have a "relatively" good team, people were more happy off in their hostels doing things which either don't deserve a mention and even more worthless things, checking mails...
Anyways, there was this guy from VNIT Nagpur, Shantanu something, we talked and shared common interests. Same branches, and he played the tabla too, if may I dare delve deeper, we were of the same gharanas (thank god, atleast I remembered that), to the cause of my uninitiated readers, there are gharanas which represent different styles of hand movements on the instrument. And then the most natural question, common lexicon stuff between 'us' guys, he asked my teacher, and then the lights went off... I could'nt remember his name... I was ashamed, as if stripped barenaked in public. I shied away. Procrastinated the answer and to add insult to the injury, I admitted that I don't damn remember it... The art of which I was so proud to be a patron of, its a big word to a person of my caliber, probably if any patron would read this, he may hit a virtual shoe on my head! One of the benefits of blogging guys, say what you say and get away with it :P (damn I miss those emoticons...) I had one venerated time at that place, that veritable temple for me. Even today, when I sit down to play, its not hours and some boils on my fingers before I stop. It still hold that solemnity for me. And yet, this was another testimony of the rottening of myself. the rusting that knows no barriers, no cures.
But I'll put on those black sunglasses, its night right now, but anyways, to go with the mood, and give you a long hard stare, and say, "I'll be back!"
PS: Arnie you still rock and please man! I want any lawsuits against defamatory charges....hell I cant even afford to feed a pigeon to carry my messages, a lawyer is quantum stuff!
And that Nagpur team lost, to my utter pleasure, that's what you get when you get someone holed up! But in retrospect thanks to that Shantanu whatever, he inadvertently gave me a reality check. Something which is the prized possession I have, on a sheer personal level. No flaunting. And dude, you still cant beat us...!
Better luck next time.
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