Transition

After a long time I have something to write. Well you would have guessed it by now, I am gonna write about the US of A and me adjusting in it. There is nothing really to tell you about the adjusting part because you find Indians and Indian stores everywhere in the world and adjusting means accepting the fact that there are lesser Indian around you....thats it.

Well I left for Atlanta on 5th of August at 2 45am (though the flight was scheduled to depart at 2 25am). The flight was an Air france one and I had to change flights at Paris. Bloody hell! I heard so much french in those 21hrs that anyword resembling france/ french irritated me for three four days after the journey.

Well I reached my apartment here in Atlanta on 5th Aug at around 7 pm. The apartment is simply awesome. My apartment, on the fourth floor, is a 2Bhk flat and faces the swimming pool :D :P. There is a gym and free wifi in the building. However, the problem with it was it was totally vacant except the kitchen which has all the electronic appliances you would need to cook. So there was a big task for me and my roommates, we had to go shopping. This shopping wasnt a usual jeans, Tshirt shopping..........pura ghar ka saman kharidna pada. I had never gone to buy so many utensils, toiletries, groceries etc etc together in my life ever. It was boring but will surely help me in the future :D.

Well for all those who have been tortured by vjti's exam section, you will get damm jealous when I tell you the speed at which these people work here. We went to college to get our and to my surprise we got a credit card like Icard in 5 mins with a photo on it. Later we went to the graduate office to submit our transcripts. Our job was done in 15 mins, wow! Now the biggest one - when 5-6 of us went to the office they felt as though a "big" crowd had come in, I wonder what would happen if they were made to sit in vjti exam section at 2 30 pm :O.

If you guys think we are having a hard time with food then you are wrong. Till now we have cooked chapati, dal, dosa, PAV BHAJI, maggie(yeh rozka hai), rice etc. All four of us get hyper excited when it comes to cooking, well as they say too many cooks spoil the brook, this hasnt happened with us so far.

I really didnt think of writing this now, so my thoughts are random and disorganised. But that shouldn't matter I guess, I have given you a overview of what life is like here for me. For life outside keep checking my fb album, once i get a cam there would be thousands of pics for you to do your atlanta darshan.

Signing off.

Ps: ignore errors in this post, i dont have the patience to go thru it again. :P

To my friends :)

I remember, before I came into VJTI I was this guy for whom the definition of friends was “People to whom you say hi”. Going by that definition I had hundreds of friends then. In both school and in my junior college I assumed I had many friends but the truth was they were all good people whom I just knew. I never shared my problems, my issues, my worries with anyone. The reason I did so was because I didn’t know what actually a friend is. Ten years of my school life and two years of junior college I stayed alone in my own world of imaginations. I was my best friend and I shared my problems with myself. I enjoyed my happiness myself and I mourned all by myself. All my secrets were only mine. This attitude of mine made me strong but I am sure I might have missed a lot.

It was the first day of VJTI and I walked into the class and got acquainted to many but again was in my own world. My colleagues were my friends only during the college hours but after that it was the same old story. I had no clue of how some people got close. I did not understand the syntax and semantics of friendship. At the same time I hardly knew myself. I hardly knew about my positive and negative qualities. It wouldn’t be wrong to call me a hundred percent introvert then. All my feelings, emotions and thoughts were for myself. No doubt I mingled with people, I enjoyed their company but it lacked true friendship.

Two years passed and people around me weren’t just people then. I won’t name anyone but there were some who became really good friends. Third year of engineering was the best one for me. I cannot forget some moments which made me realize what true friendship is. It was then I slowly realized that there was a void in my life. That void didn’t let me be myself. That void didn’t allow me to share my happiness and sorrow with others. It was that void which didn’t let people see what I really am.

This was just the beginning. I realized how stupid I was to be alone in my sad times. Friends support you, they care for you, they just can’t see you unhappy…dammit why the hell I didn’t realize this before. It was altogether different in the final year. I changed, I changed the way I looked at others. Thanks to my friends I truly understood myself. Tough times made me strong but the presence of my friends during such times made me stronger. The happy moments were happier with friends.

Today I can say I truly have close friends, may be not plenty but yes I do have friends. Now for me it is difficult to define what a friend is but I can say for its way beyond the definition I thought before. Still if I try and define a friend then it has got to be “A friend is someone with whom you are just yourself, he/she cares for you, he/she knows you and appreciates your positive qualities but also accepts you with your negative ones, he/she would listen you sing even if its horrible, he/she will always bear your crappy talks, he/she would share their deepest secrets and vice-versa, he/she would be sad when you are, he/she would find you capable enough to solve their problems……”oh man I just can stop. I truly respect my friends because they have taught me to look at the world differently. I won’t be boasting when I say I am a much mature and sensible person today but this has been possible only because of YOU.

I may never tell you how much I will miss you, I may not shed tears for you, I may look indifferent , I may just be casual about the separation I l have to bear, I may just crack some PJ and hide my feelings but I want you to understand how much I will miss you. My friends have become a prime asset for me. I have left institutions before with hardly any sorrow but this one hurts. It hurts big time. It feels as though time is gonna cut away my limbs from me. But I believe the bond that exists between us will not affect the separation and the most important thing for which I would like to thank you is you have taught me to grow new limbs wherever I go.

I can’t put all my thoughts here as you know I am not that good with the pen so I sign off with a lot of things still unsaid………..

pls leave a comment for me :)

U rock! Keep smiling and I will always be there for you :)