Everything that was once familiar is passing into the distance. I'm rushing towards the future, happy-sad. Soon my road will curve and I will leave the familiar behind.
The tea wallah at college, dosai at Sangeetha, movies with waving mikes, panipoori with friends, drives to nowhere in particular, knowledge so special, the comfort of routine, people brimming with life, the craziness of making things happen, laughter, simplicity, friendships, intrigue, Jagga, hysterics at 2 AM, assignments completed just after the deadline, love and passion, the excitement of eventz, laptops in the gym, veeranam nights, email wars, venky, nagu, admissions, s1, last row at superior, every prof, philosophy night out, lizards at kowsi, fights with watchmen, wigs in the classroom, corners being destroyed, gloscars, salsa, beach, 6 AM classes...
cellphones that rang......
..my memories of a road once travelled.
