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Who am I?

Neo-hippie cinephile. Follower of the great Jim Morrison who once said "If the doors of perception are cleansed, everything would appear to man as it truly is, infinite."

Thursday, October 18, 2007

Memorable Memories

Recently, I have had way too many conversations with close friends about college days. So, a little blib about those magical days seems appropriate. What's strange though, is at the time they didn't seem so magical, but then again, magic is only apparent when you admire something from a distance, and in this case, time. Unlike the sale season at Mor Furniture, those days will never come back. It's not like you can go back to college and relive the times because chances are not more than 5% of your core gang will do the same at the same time, and let's face it, the only thing that mattered in college life were the memories created with those unsocial beings (like yourself) you befriended in the first year.

Georgia Tech hardly gave us the time to realize that Atlanta was a city that included places besides the campus. So, whenever I found myself not starting on a project due within the timespan between the commencement of labor and childbirth, I made my way to the infamous Third Floor of Matheson Dorm, which was usually as dirty as any Third World Country, and yet I loved it as much as I love a certain Third World Country. In the last semester it was the posher quarters of the ULC and fights over the PSP WWF game had substituted for cricket in the corridors of Matheson and breaking the overhead lights, thus showing a collective elevated standard of living as a result of the coops, internships and various on-campus jobs. There are a million such memories crystallized in the corridors of my memory, and I don't feel like trivializing them by talking about them here.

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

wow apps.........this is a good post...i read it over a few times to digest it. This one line is particularly good. btw, it was 2nd floor matheson, not 3rd

"There are a million such memories crystallized in the corridors of my memory, and I don't feel like trivializing them by talking about them here."

ArSENik said...

Thanks "Anon". Oh, yeah, you are right, it was second. Oh, well, it's not the floor number that counts!

Anonymous said...

fuck appy - this is the first time i am reading ur post and this one actually got me sentimental all over again.
wwe on the ps2 was the stuff of legends...not to mention A-square Vs Dipak Vs Bra-babe.

ArSENik said...

Hahahaha..."Anon". Yeah man, great stuff from a bunch on jobless folks. We should have sent in those characters to Sony. I am sure they would have incorporated them in their next version of the game.

Salil said...

mr sen... very nice blog... those were fun days...

Anonymous said...

wow...appy sen's blog has transported ppl back to those days.....this post is analogous to that final monologue in company

ArSENik said...

Thanks Salil and "Anon". Talking of that monologue, I saw the narrator of that - Makrand Deshpande (guy with the crazy afro and the cracked voice - fakir from Swades) at Prithvi Theater this time in Bombay.

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