A Tribute to the 5th Semester

they say what's past is past...they say you must move on...
they say you must keep fighting...but at times...one has
to stop n think about where he's going....or rather where
his life is taking him.

haunted by the past,
taunted by the present, and
daunted by the future, i find myself overwhelmed by the
cacophony of thoughts n memories infuriating my conscience.

what went wrong?? is not the question i ask myself...all i
seek is what could have i done to make it better??

the 5th sem...as i find it now...was full of atrocities as
well as pleasant surprises...there were times of ecstasy
n times of grief, times of ebullience n times of enervation.

it started with the usual surge of fervor, the i'm-gonna-rock
attitude, but as they say, the faster it grows, the sooner it
plunges. the abatement was inevitable. soon, i found myself
back on the same struggling self, trying to maintain a balance,
a balance between the wants and the availablities, the wishes
and the duties, the dreams and the realities. and as i see it
now...i could have done better.

beset by the everlasting conflicts between the "Id" and the
"Super-Ego", my vacillating self could not fulfill my pursuit
of tranquility. and as if this was not enough. as they say,
people come n go in your journey of life, but some leave
enduring marks on ur character that get engraved on your
gravestone. but the irony is, they do so when u most need 'em.

being an odd semester, it brought with it the most happening
days of my life - antaragni 07. what a festival!! as if granting
a "happy ending" to my debilitating hopes.

and as said by einstein, time seems to move faster when u
r most occupied. four months went by, and i'm on the brink
of a break-through. these hours of introspection are not only
palliative, but seem to promise a complete makeover as i keep
rediscovering myself.