The Yesterday that was...

Exams commence in some hours from how. Somehow, the hearts not there. Somehow, I don’t even feel that there are exams approaching. Somehow, I do not feel too bad about not getting a good GPA, nor do I feel too worried about Finance or Economics anymore. I feel numb. They rightly say, “Ignorance is Bliss”. Its bliss. 10 days and the semi finals would be here. Couldn’t care less for anything else. Anyways…

Have got into a strange mood these days. Listening to English numbers that I last heard long, long back. Some, even date back almost 8 years, when I was a teeny weeny kiddo, just on my way outta 12th. (Yeah, that makes me about 25 years of age.) One of ‘em was an all time favourite, and if I were to rate it, would be in my all time top - five list.
Don’t Speak by No Doubt. Awesome music. Better Lyrics. Would put them down sometime. Another one is Europe’s “The Final Countdown”. Rank it number one all time. Makes me nostalgic. Anyways…

Had been to Mayur’s place yesterday to study. Talking to him always reminds me of Mastek. Always, without fail. And the happier times associated with it. The “Increment Fiasco” nothwithstanding. Well, such kinna stuff happens in every organization, no point blaming anyone. And if I discount that, and be true to myself, I had an unusually awesome stay at Mastek. Reminds me of our rendezvous to Friday Night parties we had. Mayur, me and the rest of the gang. Too bored to name ‘em now. But it also reminds of one hilariously stupid incident, when we had gone for this “movie” called Haunted Mansion. 90 minutes of the movie, and 90 minutes before and after the movie, we just did one thing. Laugh. Dunno why, there was no joke, and nor did anyone slip on a banana skin, no Politician or Cricketer jokes. But, we laughed, and we still do, remembering that particular day. None of us knew why we were laughing, but 8-10 of us, were just laughing as incessantly as the Mumbai Rains in July. We clutched our stomachs in pain, laughing, Mayur clutched his back. His back was never the same again. Anyways….

Spoke to Peeya about her Bbay trip. Our Bbay trip. The visit seems light years away. Hopefully will turn out good. For both of us. In more ways than one. She seemed looking forward to it. Me too. Tried making a To-Do List for the same. But, I guess, we will need to take it as it comes, when it comes. Take it a day at a time. I would say, the Bazic Vision and Mission has been made, now just need to allign the Goals to the Trip's Vision.
Guess, studying Corporate Strategy has it's own advantages. And Disadvantages as well. Dunno whether mixing CS and Blogging is advantageous or no.

Had a start-stop talk with Pallavi as well yesterday. And, as I write this, I realize that the songs I am listening to are also the songs that are Pallavi’s favourites too, and we have had intense discussions on the same in the past. “Final Countdown” and “It must have been Love”. She promises me the umpteenth time that she would get to Mumbai in May. With Chai of course. Both get “phatkey” each if they don’t. Anyways...

The lyrics of Don't Speak. Awesome is the word. Sad, but Great. Will try posting the song here, if I get it online.