Every time I go home; trips short or long, I experience the same jitters, the anxiety to see family & friends. The first smell I remember as soon as I land in Bombay is of the phenyl cleaned floors! So typical of home I tell myself.
However, after I spend 2 weeks or so with my family, I start getting a little bored with everyone busy in their life, not any more friends around, nothing to do at all! The same Nagpur where I spent 21 years of my life, where I was born & raised as a kid, Nagpur that contributes toward my Marathi dialect; so many facets of my personality & the place where I made the very first friends of my life! The same Somalwar (Ramdaspeth mind you!) which once was more fun than any Disneyland in the world, VRCE (yeah rite now VNIT, but always VRCE for me) where I learnt from anything to everything. The metallurgy dept. stairs where we all sat for 3 years & passed comment on almost every moving creature.
Now whenever I go home, all these things are present, but its no more fun being in somalwar without my partner in crime Marshneil, no fun in VRCE without my rocking project partners & batchmates. The meta stairs are not fun anymore, without expert comments from Chandreyi. The canteen looked deserted without Abhay/Vinayak/Sumeet & me not discussing any philosophy on life anymore. However, all of us have been aptly replaced by some younger dudes & chicks & I saw them having the same fun.
No doubt I always get nostalgic whenever I visit these places, but I think trying to hold on to time is like trying to grab fistful of sand in your hands, the tighter you try to hold it, the sooner it’ll slip off between the gaps! It’s better to let that sand slip off & build new memories on the strong pillar of the old ones.
They say; Home is where the heart is, my heart is still at Home!
However, after I spend 2 weeks or so with my family, I start getting a little bored with everyone busy in their life, not any more friends around, nothing to do at all! The same Nagpur where I spent 21 years of my life, where I was born & raised as a kid, Nagpur that contributes toward my Marathi dialect; so many facets of my personality & the place where I made the very first friends of my life! The same Somalwar (Ramdaspeth mind you!) which once was more fun than any Disneyland in the world, VRCE (yeah rite now VNIT, but always VRCE for me) where I learnt from anything to everything. The metallurgy dept. stairs where we all sat for 3 years & passed comment on almost every moving creature.
Now whenever I go home, all these things are present, but its no more fun being in somalwar without my partner in crime Marshneil, no fun in VRCE without my rocking project partners & batchmates. The meta stairs are not fun anymore, without expert comments from Chandreyi. The canteen looked deserted without Abhay/Vinayak/Sumeet & me not discussing any philosophy on life anymore. However, all of us have been aptly replaced by some younger dudes & chicks & I saw them having the same fun.
No doubt I always get nostalgic whenever I visit these places, but I think trying to hold on to time is like trying to grab fistful of sand in your hands, the tighter you try to hold it, the sooner it’ll slip off between the gaps! It’s better to let that sand slip off & build new memories on the strong pillar of the old ones.
They say; Home is where the heart is, my heart is still at Home!
12 comments:
Very true! I got the same feeling when I visited VRCE last time. On top of it, peshu bava was trying hard to convince me that I had put on a LOT!! It's ok not to remember your students (well not true; do remember all the girls!) but it's definitely not ok to pretend and to make up things on your own. Anyways, sorry I strayed from the topic of discussion; nice one! Makes me feel nostalgic. Good ol' project days :(
How come my college experiences are same like yours !!! Mate, keep it up.
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@player, that's the point dude, we all have similar experiences, just with different people...n we all get nostalgic at some point or other, will go thru ur blog as well!
@sumeet, damn peshu bava!
For me, this was your best blog so far. Couldn't agree more with the conclusion. you gotta move on. Nothing's permanent than change is what I have been observing throughout my life. Living in the past is not advisable but making the most of the present and feeling nostalgic, thinking and sharing our cherished memories is what makes life worthwhile, doesn't it? See now we can have all those philosophical gab on the net.
that's the point of this blogging activity abhay, gab on net! well, how true on a subconscious level we all feel the same things the same way!
Hey, Vinayak here.
You couldnt have been closer to the truth. You guys visit VRCE once in a couple of years. I visit it once in a couple of months. Still my feelings arent any different. Without you guys it all looks too alien. I guess the only thing that hasnt changed is the way the canteen fellow pronounces "EIEK PLAIETE SAMAUSA" :)
Yes we miss those days, but arent we happy to have grown beyond them? Memories would not have been so loved and cherished had they not been "memories".
Well, for me, nothing has changed really. The philosophical fundas are still pouring in at the same rate as they used to when we were in final year. Only the place has changed. I agree with abhay, we can always relive those golden days through these discussions we have.
Certainly your blogs are a big reasons for wanting to turn on the internet. So keep them coming!
The beauty of past memories is that it makes you appreciate the present (which will become a past eventually). The other day I was looking at our marriage video and I was enjoying it more than I enjoyed it then. It was just refreshing.
Sanju baba.
memories are all tht r left of the good ole days. I still wish though tht it never changed, n even though i cant seem to remember the name of wht project grp i was in, it was da best coz it was with my best buddy abhishek, n i know elites were special too.
hey .. pinky .. i jus love to read whatever u write .u r tooo gud to pen down ur feelings....da colg days were awsome...
folks, bunch of comments r always welcome...i know we all cherish the good old days
Hi
Is there a canteen now in VRCE ? Where is it ? Did they renovate the old unused building (with a 'canteen' written on it, close to the place where the mining department was being constructed?
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