दोन प्रकारची माणसं शांत झोपतात. एक ज्यांना स्वप्नच पडत नाहीत अन एक ज्यांची स्वप्नं पूर्ण होतात. माझ्यासारखे काही अर्धवट झोपेत, उठ्ल्या क्षणाला रागात जागे होत, स्वप्नांची भुतं मानगुटीवर नेतात. कधी वाटतं स्वप्नांना आयुष्य आहे. कधी वाटतं आयुष्य हेच स्वप्न आहे! जाग यावी,निसटून जावं.

Tuesday, March 31, 2009

good bye

विश्वासच बसत नाही की धुळ्यातली ४ १/२ वर्षे ..संपली पण...
तिसरीत भूगोलात लोहमार्ग काढायला लागायचे ना तेव्हा माझा एकदा लक्ष गेल होत... धुळ असही एखाद गाव आहे !
मी फ़क्त १७ १/२ वर्षांची होते ekde aale tevha
..and trust me i was happy !
a very happy relief from a place called YAWATMAL..
आणि आता १० दिवसानंतर मला इथे परत रहाव लागणार नाही ..
i am going back to my home..back 2 parents..friends..people who love me..
a place where my academics and research n poetry will be appreciated...
will i get to act again..sing my own song..release them..lancet publication...pg seat..
yes..my life awaits...n i m going bk..

dhule..d sole reason for surviving dhule..is my seniors n dr dravid sir , mam, n all teachers ...coz they understood our ambitions..our battle to stay in competition with kem n other mumbai n puna n aiims n all other guys..it didnt matter whether we succeeded or not..i wanted to fight..rather that being a so so student of a pathetic college..n after dravid sir left.. college was a living hell for all those who were over ambtitious like me...

life is strange..i hated being away from home first..then 1st yr on..life was never so exciting..hostel life..friends..ah those days...no body must ve enjoyed hostel life n mbbs as my group did ! we rocked ...second yr was d best...all amazing achievements.. winning quizes n research ..acad..drama..orchestra..poetry..wat not..
climax was kvpy..asian conf..mummas sa re ga ma pa...
but on personal front ...very bad days after my gathering.. broken frindships...heartbreak..
i m glad i survived all d emotional trauma too...
and finally when we r free from all the academical n social restrictions of socialising...me n my frinds are gonna split...
ouch..
all the happiness n sorrow ..n all ppl that i met here..good bad n ugly..
i ll never forget these dhulia days...
but never want to come back here...

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