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June Joka etc...

This was one of those Sundays when i wake up to realize that my light is on, I am still in my last night's club wear sleeping not on my side of the bed ( thankfully on my own bed though...all this is unlikely for someone with OCD for such things)

I looked around and for reasons unknown, raised my hand to open the balcony and get a sniff from lake.
Bah! One tight Slap

I have moved! No H1-306 i am in 702 now and FYI no balconies in home. (yeh hai mumbai meri jaan)

It must be subconscious response to so many June-Joka SM's i see these days..

Haan Haan aisa mere saath hi hota hai that timings are always completely wrong, my playlist searches and finds Early days and i wake up to 'I bank mein note chhapenge milega sachcha pyaar' cursing the whole timing thing....waise it was good 45 minutes past my 1st snooze but i dozed off so it seemed it all happened in sync.

But ab no point cursing...ho hi gaya... the devil in mind entered the forbidden nostalgia kingdom and i flashed back to 2 years. In reverse. Some H2O on jobbers, early days singing on stage on farewell...all parties. Like idiots, i would at times not even go down for parties. Then i stopped myself, and the song.

These days that doesn't happen..Life has moved on to new territory..it has its own charms for sure but in many respects things have changed. Who wouldn't agree that college days are best in life and they all want to go back to them. That reminds me - fuck those NNH pics...looks crazy awesome and it must be great to have it as your hostel. 25 years down the lane, i'd look at it and wonder i saw it rise up..walked on half built bridge and tiptoed at night for nothings...

I don't want to keep ranting how i miss Joka. Doesnt help na....and this early days must be banned... I still remember and compare my feelings when i first heard it on Freshers and last on Jobbers, i mean live.



First time i was thinking ..Ah so this is thattt Song, which they kept on telling...some college anthem stuff...and then..OMG its full of abuses yaar...

Last time ...O c'mon i wasn't thinking then, just singing along.

Class of 48/18 doesn't even know that there are 408 people out there, those who they want to imitate, follow.... those who have reached and achieved what they hope to do in next two years- those 408 are plain jealous of them. BIG TIME

It is said that Some joys are better expressed in silence,
as a smile holds more meaning than laughter...

These days in office I am often asked how i liked campus and how that city sucks and campus is sick, badly run, in shackles...how can i still love it....

I just smile..........

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