Clearing the Mist ….

Fine and accepted …… a blog post after 4 months, as if the world eagerly needed it in awe !!! It’s high time you know, and when you define the time to be high, you need to be high as well. When your ass is fired up and the avalanche approaches fast, you can’t afford BUT to fire up yourself more and run ferociously. A summary of my 3^rd year 1^st semester? Naah !!! it’s not a summary, it’s just a pen down of embedded experiences. I need not wait for the majors to end; they have nothing interesting to offer ……  my semester ends with Rendezvous.

Let’s sit together calmly with a supper of tea, fading sun and the shrill November breeze. Lets understand with peace that with just an year to pass out, we need to decide on some serious issues ranging from career and profession to relationships and social circle. The pride and prejudice of the forgotten family, parents, brothers, sisters and their relations with you. And a mystifying blend of dreams and confidence – forgotten and newly born.

You are still nineteen. Let’s stand alongside the Marine Drive thirty years hence, and reflect back your adolescence. Give 60 minutes to the Marine Drive and come out with a smile. A smile, now, may very well be a swine reflection of your resentment. A cunning smile of your regret. A smile full of missed opportunities, waiting for the next one to capture; it won’t come though, as if your fifty years were not enough. A smile full of wrongly taken decisions, with a desire of another chance; chances come and go, they have numerous doorsteps to knock. A smile holding a long thread of fucked up relationships; you demand frivolously for a new life. Marine Drive becomes the only solitude support in this humble world.

Hey listen !!! Don’t rupture. Sit down, fingers crossed. There is still time. Forget your past decisions, over-possessiveness for a few trivial parcels of disturbing hindrances, yourself sticking to a wicked wicket and overflowing testosterones …… forget them ALL. Life isn’t just one more damn eventful year, life if yet to begin; you being a baby inside the womb. Now don’t curb that Marine Drive smile, just provide it ever-longed dimensions.

A smile full of giving your best even in missed opportunities. A smile comprising the entire world. Eyes awaiting pinnacle full of apoplectic spirit. Full of satisfaction derived from miraculously converted end-results of wrongly taken decisions. Take the decisions, have the confidence of turning them your own way, keeping your feet firm at ground and smile all the way. Smile, not just with the Marine Drive, but with every air you breathe in and inside every water you feel.

Life is an industry ……….. and work is the only rest !!!

Snehil Basoya.

PS –

1. A blog exclusively on Street Play 2010 Parivar ……….. after some time though :P.

2. Finally, time for studies.

3. New addiction to English movies and old Hindi songs !!!

4. Extra cautious on money matters.

5. Feels nice returning to blogging once again 🙂