Friday, November 25, 2005

I miss those days .............

.....when life was not so routine, when weekends were not so eagerly waited upon, when we used to be up all night for assignments or sometimes for back-to-back 3 crazy desi movies ..... yes, I miss those days when I was a student!

Life, currently is not doubt good, infact better and more affordable, but nevertheless, changed. It has become so routine that everyday getting up and going to my job has become an increasing pain .... go to the office and code, have lunch then code, coffee break then again more code. Sometimes fix bugs and if u r lucky, then design and then code. In the evening come back home (after this hour everyday, life gets better for atleast a few hours which I get to spend with Swaps and some friends). But then again the next morning, its back to the same boring stuff, look at the same boring code and fix the same problems.

Standard of living now is 5 times what it was in buffalo. Its a god damn luxury to drive a brand new car, work in a multinational company, stay in a complex that boasts of tennis courts, gym, heated pool, jacuzzie and what not. Every weekend eat in a new restaurant! But is that really the luxury that I want??

When we were students and did not have enough money, we used to have 'Top Ramen' noodles/hash brownes for lunch, stay in a house with the heater conked off and the temp -20, walk to school in that freaking snow and ice. I remember, there used to be a period like a month or so, when night-outs were the routine things, but never got bored. Even those seemed fun in the grad-lab (in Buffalo) and at Barave's house (in Mumbai). The best part was that there actually was a point after which for the next couple of months (or more during Engg), you actually did what u felt like !!!! I think waiting for that day was a driving factor ... only 4 days left, only 3 days left !!! Once that last day of exam was done with, then the next day (and the next days until the next exam) you could sleep till 2:00 pm !!! You could just relax take it easy for a month or two !!!!

Now that is what I call luxury !!!!

4 Comments:

At 3:08 PM, Blogger SAL said...

I can picturize every day u spend in Buffalo. Today I dont want assignments, exams, projects, etc. I enjoy every bit of it though. Internship was fun every weekend, but too monotonous. Being on an internship itself made me want to come back to school. Dunno, once I have a job, the routine life,... how boring life will get.

 
At 1:06 AM, Blogger SOO-BEER said...

ya ...job life sucks in terms of being monotonous ..hopefully wherever u find a job, u will make new friends and form a nice group...that helps ... but if u r all alone, then :(

 
At 6:36 PM, Blogger Ess said...

totally agree with u.... i spent 10 months in rochester, where it was so boring. had frieds for half the time and then they found new jobs and left....and it got so boring. nothing to do...but wait for weekends, where a trip to buffalo was some fun.

here also in baltimore, apart frm ashish and alps....dont know ne1. hv some boring desis in office. dunno how and where i am goin to find new ppl to make friends with.

buffalo was so fun. nite-outs, hving tea at 4 in the nite, watching K3G et al.

 
At 10:42 AM, Blogger Gaurav said...

People talk about growing up and taking up more responsibilities in society. Well, for most people, growing up means taking the fun out of life. There are moments of fun, like, perhaps a bday or some other special occassion. But for the most part its a dry and drab life. There are some people who like the lifestyle now cause they aren't really dependent on anyone for anything and can d their own thing. But, being from the background that we are from, its really difficult to accept that lifestyle. I don't claim to have found the answer, but, from what I have read and conversed wiht people, they all say that we are at an age where we can afford to take that risk in life to do what we really want so atleast 5 years from now we aren't haunted by the question "what if?".

 

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