Where the streets have no traffic signals...

Actually, they do. But you always get the feeling they're some sort of festival decoration that hasnt been taken down.

I'm talking about Pune, of Osho and Shrewsbury biscuits.

No-one here has grasped the concept of Traffic Signals yet.

They know how to make cake that melts in your mouth and mithai that's out of this world, but they don't yet know that you're supposed to stop when that light at the side of the road turns RED (I'm not saying AMBER even). So when your light turns green, you think you can go, but no...you can't. And what's more, you are considered to be a complete freak if you actually stop for the light! Everyone behind you honks their head off till they get you thinking - does RED mean Stop? Or is it Go?

Someone should just take the old festival decoration down...

I wish something fun and out of the ordinary would happen just once

Recently, a friend of mine studying in college said to me - 'I wish something fun and out of the ordinary would happen just once'.

That is something like what I used to feel in college. The whole deal of starting college and 'a new phase in your life' crap lasted exactly 15 minutes - the length of the first speech in the Orientation ceremony on Day 1. The fact that I had made a BIG MISTAKE dawned on me right there and I knew I could not (or would not) do anything about it for the next 4 years. And in those 4 years, there was this constant feeling -
'I wish something fun and out of the ordinary would happen to me'.

I did have fun in college - classes were attended only if one of these things happened -
a. Attendance shortage - This affected me in a slightly different way than it did all my friends. They went to class because they had an attendance shortage. I went to class because no one else was staying out. I, being on one of the sports teams, had 'attendance' in my bag.
b. Ranganna in the sports complex refused to give us sports stuff despite all forms of bribery and exhortation. Sports stuff was either a football or a basketball or cricket.
c. The Principal in one of his 'period'ical mood swings announced that no one was to use the fields.

Anyway, my point was that I knew that I would never do what I had come there to do - learn about Mechanical engineering.

If you have stopped laughing your guts out, I'm serious. That is the reason college was a complete rut. And this comes from so many people. Obviously, colleges have a problem. Someone should figure out what it is.

Numero Uno

I dont know what i had against blogging all these days, but whatever it is, its gone now. And I think i'm glad its gone. The last couple of months really drove it away. It's amazing what thinking about your 'career' can do to you! Make you start a blog, for one.