Too old to rock n' roll, too young to die..

Sitting in a class for 'Decision Modelling & Optimization' - lot of quant, logic. Although I'm able to comprehend what is being discussed, my mind wanders - bored as it is with this topic. Browsing through a few profiles on Orkut. Old friends, school buddies. Time travelled back to the past - my school days. Where are the days of happy abandon, the love for poetry, the joy of reading classics late into the night with a cup of hot chocolate, of playing endless sessions of cricket with close friends, discussing latest crushes ? I know this topic has been discussed ad nauseam but it stills bring forth a huge chunk of memories that will always be close to my heart.

Forward to 3 days - Sunday. Exams tomorrow. Was riding the elevator to the 4th floor of the LRC. From somewhere, smelt that amazing smell of coffee brewing. Suddenly broke free of the exam shackles - mentally migrated to a nice book, open lawns, nice breeze - life is far more than 120 mins and 25 marks (DMOP).

Going home to Ahmedabad in the term break. Next post will be from there. Until then, breathe......