Monday, February 26, 2007

Finally the much awaited Convocation!

Being a postgraduate isn’t something great but the feeling about making it great is what convocation does to you. From day one I joined the course I had decided I would never attend my convocation. Coz I always had this pre notion of convocation being rather boring and pseudos attending it and wearing those black robe and that funny looking black hat. I couldn’t even imagine myself attending one of its kinds and for the same reason I didn’t haunt my graduation day too.

As days passed and this so-called course was about to accomplish the whole feeling of being away from those so-called friends or classmates was sulking into me. So convocation was one of the reasons to catch up with all those good memories and those friends who shared a year with you.

But trust me all those reasoning was so kiddish when I think now about the wonderful feeling I had when I was brought into the room filled with biggies from the industry as well as those proud parents scattered around. Seated in chairs waiting for their proud son or daughter to make that grand entry to that beautiful room with those finest robes and funny looking hat, which now was a part of being proud to be graduated.


The moment I entered the room I could hear applause and all eyes hooked on to me as if a princess was walking down the aisle and everybody eagerly looking up top her. Oh trust me what a marvelous feeling that was. My eyes filled with tears, khushi ke assoon the…. The whole portrait of tossing your hat up high and all the proud hats were flying and gently resting down on the ground was worth lifetime. Well my parents who didn’t want to make it for the convocation thinking they would make fool of themselves if other parents didn’t turn up.

The best of food being served to the proud students and parents. Variety of desserts that would make you have second opinion skipping the main course. But finally it was a thankful event. Coz they could experience their daughter being convocated and looking pretty in that robe and hat proudly standing tall with the certificate which read Certificate for Post Graduate Program in Advertising & Media Management.




Have a Gr8 Day!

Divs

31st Dec 06…. Partying hard till 7am…Goooaaaa…


We all love holidaying with our friends.

The background is filled with clear blue sea, clear blue sky. Everything’s seems so blue and green. One of the most beautiful place ever in India where firangs are an added advantage to that state. After the ST bus journey from an alien place to our own land.

No its not the place where I have been living all my years or it isn’t my hometown but much closer to those places, close to my heart. The place so called is GOA. I blink twice and pinch myself just to make my self-feel that I am really back to this place where I always have a great time. It’s a feeling of being oneself that Goa gives you. It’s called the Freedom to be. Overtime I visit Goa it makes me realize that Goa never stops persuading me.

Goa is the place for which I have been visiting for 3 consecutive years from now. But still cants get enough of it. Every year I find Goa much more closer to my heart. The name itself gives a smile on my face and there’s a charm on my face as though I am in love. Yes I am in love with this exquisite place.

The planning for new years was happening since a month back. Though I still cannot figure out why is that we celebrate New Year coming in a big way and make ourselves happy. Or is it that we just need reason to party. Well in our case be it new years or just another outing if its Goa its supposed to be good 5 days of rocking time.

After that 8 hours of train travelling through the kokan belt where you can watch and feel the green lush trees, dam, creeks, the way nature has its own charm. In fact this year we had decided we wont go to Goa as every year exploring the same city makes life boring. So we taught why not explore other places in the kokan belt.

So we randomly chose a place called Malvan & Sindhudurg which was some 4-hrs drive away from Goa. So my friends gave me a whole picture of the plan some 3 days before we hit this place. I am was so excited when I heard that we are going to live in a forest, go trekking, splash ourselves at this beautiful waterfall and virgin beaches which was unexplored. I was already thrilled and was jumping out in excitement.

So it was 30th Dec and by the 27th of Dec I was already in New Year celebration mood. I woke myself early morns by 4.30 all charged up to get set and board the train by 5.45am. Never in my life have I been awake by 4.30 in the morning to study during those school days when u have your board exams. Anyway exams were never that exciting as trips are. We were a group of 15 in fact a bunch of crazy people. The train journey was fab rite from irritating the canteen crew in the train to the passengers who were travelling with us, yelling our hearts out when the train passes the tunnel. And how can we spare the people who were trying to grab some sleep.

Finally we reached a station named Kudal. As we stepped out of the train with our luggage all excited. There I see 2 of my friends carrying some 6 bottles of Mineral water that they flicked from the train. That was kind off a tribute we paid to our Indian Railways. It was hell of a journey in this city where we were searching for a place to crash down. But all in vain being the 30th Dec all places were booked, even the bathrooms for that matter.
Finally managed to get this amazing house which was close to a beach and had a beautiful view. This place was a typical village where houses were of mud and bricks, cattle’s outside their house. You can call it more of animals than people in the city. So we spent a day at this place because even a day further would have been a pain. It was a complete village atmosphere with all so dull and stand still life.

By midnight all of us were already shaking to the music that we could hear being played in Goa in those beaches and that rave party happening at some rocking place. So we packed our bags the very next morning and hit to Goa. I guess Goa was calling hard. In fact should say Goa was shouting. We reached Goa by evening of the new yrs eve. Struggled hard to find a place to fit ourselves. Unwinded ourselves and soon it was time for dinner and our tummy started giving us signs of hunger. So we went to this amazing place called Mum’s Kitchen where we were served authentic Goan food with a bill of 6 grants for a dinner, which was a shock @ 12 midnight, where the whole world greeted each other New Year wishes.

One could say Goa was the most priced and expensive Man that day. Everything in the city was priced double and the very next day after new years all was back to normal. On the new years eve we attended a party happening at Marriot Goa. A pool side party that was going on till 3 am and then we hit to the pub where we danced till we dropped till morning 7am. Oh what a night wherein I danced as if nobody’s watching and enjoyed myself to the core.


The next day it was time to explore places in Goa and the major part being shopping and getting our body painted with tattoo. The serenity that the beaches have a feeling of peace and calm though people floating around you. It’s about loosing yourself to Goa and its fun. So we shopped till we were all broke and got rocking tattoos done. You can say I am a shopping freak but I guess all women are. So I am no different. Fine I am trying to act like one. But if you go to see people like me are helping the citizens to come with more shops and malls. So I managed to flirt with some firangs too.

Finally it was time to say goodbye to Goa and its people. But somewhere I knew I would be back here the next year. So I stand up and walk past the aisle feeling departed from my love but a feeling of being together with him will always be there. I kiss him Goodbye and promise him to be back soon.



Have a gr8 Day!

Divs