In Deep Shit

Rain, BITS and me share a long and beautiful relationship. It just brings out a whole different person in me. So this is one of those episodes from my  3-2 (6th semester). 

This is the intermediate time before the teenage romaticism starts wearing out and sagely cynicism starts setting in. So in most cases this phase would be termed as 'happiest days of my life' . In my case more so, everything seemed to be going my way. I had big plans for my future, I had wonderful friends, I got closest to being in a relationship and for sometime my grades seemed to be improving (But sadly they never did). Life was beautiful. 

One such February morning after a wonderful sleep, Pilani woke up to a brilliant rain. Ram and I wanted to have Special Chai which was a daily routine by now. Most of the time it was to celebrate Ram's unsucessful attempt to get to his first hour tuts. Rain just added a bit more flavour to our routine. After drinking two full cups of Chai and generously getting wet in rain, we wanted to get into the sky pond (a dirty water body with all kinds of fishes). We got few more souls to join our madness. After the usual I am too well dressed for something like this drama, three of the four decided to step in.  As each one stepped into the sky pond we realised the shit we got ourself into. Turning a deaf ear to the kind of skin diseases we may contract from the saner one in the lot, we walked across the sky pond.  Another round of Chai and long walk we retired to our bogs to clean ourself. It took a half a bottle of Dettol and an hour of bathing to get rid of fish poop.

I miss the rain, my friends and more importantly  the energy, energy to do anything. I can't imagine a better place to start a crazy adventure or to implement a seemingly mad plan. The place is defined by the kind of people it houses. Pilani is a brilliant example for this.

Post dedication: Ram, Deepali, Aarthi and Praz.