About a Day

Now, I usually criticize blogs which go on about what the blogger did that day, what time he got up, what coloured shirt he wore, which flavour of cereals he ate etc etc…. But once in a while, I guess I’m allowed to write an equally boring post about my day.

Till yesterday, I had never realized how much I had changed in college. I always used to find it amusing to see friends go through amazing transformations, some for the better, n some definitely for the worse. And yet, all this time, it never occurred to me, that it was possible for me to have changed as well!

So yesterday, some of my school friends came over to my place for the day. Except, this time instead of the sweet innocent girl, the weirdo geek, and the geek with an inflated head, I met, a not so sweet or innocent girl, the suddenly cool dude, and well… the geek with a slightly more inflated head!! We spent the day chatting ( a lot! ), eating (oh, a lot!) and catching up on each others lives; lives that were so different now it was hard to imagine all of us sitting in the same boring Chillz class just a few years ago. I never had a great life in school, until I met these guys, and yet even after that, I had never missed school. And since I knew that everyone had changed so much, I never thought I would miss it at all. And yet, by the end of the day, there was one thing that hadn’t changed in any of them… they were still the wackiest and weirdest kids I knew! And for the first time, I missed them more than anything else in my life.

It was only after they left that I started thinking about the day. I hadn’t laughed that way for a long time. I hadn’t been sarcastic for a long time. I hadn’t done weird things for a long time. I hadn’t heard tales about the third hair in the left nostril for a very long time. And then it struck me, I hadn’t been me for a long time.

It’s natural to adapt to the new culture and people in college. But what happens if you just don’t find your type of people? Do you look for them outside your college? Do you turn into a loner? Or do you just change yourself to be more like them?

I guess like zillions of other people, I chose the last option. And somehow I never even realized it, until suddenly I found myself almost a stranger in my old world.

Now, perhaps I should go on about what I thought and how I reached a decision (which can actually be interesting, considering that my brain works in the weirdest ways!), but I’m sure I’m already going to get a rude and sarcastic remark from a certain somebody… So I’ll spare all of you the torture…

All I havta say is…

Beware world…

Cuz hey….

I’m back!!!

:)