Prologue

--- Just a trailer

New friends come, new friends go…..(Hey look, im not writing lyrics to my favorite rapper Eminem, so you dont look at the aesthetic appeal of the this writing, it has no rhyme, no reason, no meter, and the works ) But old friends are there forever. Esp for me, the friends I shared bed/  room/ flat/ sutta/ beedi/ cigarette/ not to mention DAARU and of course those, who taught me Hindi :) and their innovative teaching skills. I dont forget them because they come at right time, right place (not bar/restaurant/smoking points), and right age.

Right age I mean, that’s the age, we’re collectively learn new important things in life(any guesses??). That’s the age, we started applying our optimization techniques learnt, once in a while attended optimization courses to real life problems to save our ass from getting XXX grades. That’s the age, we maximized our time in extra-curricular activities like sports/cult/ comp games, and not to mention low budget daaru treats, on each and every possible occasion. That’s the age, we invent reasons to have daaru parties. We invent the reasons because we are all ambitious when we are totally drunk (our ambitions r adult rated :) and of course not related to academics or life, so keeping them away from here). That’s the age, we never mind as A,B,C grades disappearing gradually from our grade sheets.


if u r slightly patient enough, keep visiting this blog for my another post.. its on our...  "low budget daaru treats".. coming very soon...