Maintaining a blog is the hardest thing to do for some peope. Unfortunately, I belong to that category of people who do not find time in their busy schedules to write something that is going to be read by none but themselves. A blog in my opinion is a way of communicating with oneself, and leaving behind a legacy... an identity of a certain period of your life. I am in that unforgettable yet unbelieveably quickly forgotten phase of life - College. It is supposed to be an experience that is one time. Fair enough, so was school and so was childhood. Now, finally an adult, it gives me great joy and a hollow kind of regret that I have come of age. It is sad because being a child was well... we all know how it is. They're the best years of your life where you feel the world can do you no harm under your parents' love and protection. It is that time of your life where you learn the world as you see it.
Now it is different. You already know the world and are just learning its ways, moulding a future... a career and finally shouldering more responsibilities. But its not all negative, there are plenty of positives to it.
My future, for the greater part of the next few years lies in the United Kingdom in Manchester. After managing to secure admission in the university, life has been pretty good. I have teachers who cannot be compared to the ones that I had in school, no disrespect to these individuals but these guys at the university are a different breed. The gulf of class between school teachers and university teachers is shockingly vast. I actually love some of my lectures and look forward to my tutorial discussions. This had never happened in school, I never paid attention to my teachers because I wanted to, I did it because I HAD TO!! And thats just about the teachers. I have managed to find very very good friends here in my residence hall, not many in the Law school but thats alright... I'll do better once I start a few more activities.
As for the hall, I have GREAT mates... they're awesome. Most of tthem are from the sub continent but even those who arent are pretty cool. They booze, they dooze they do every schmooze that you can do. See... this is the benefit of being over 18. You get to do all kinda shit that you were prohibited to do in under your parents' shadow. I confess that I was drunk and stoned one day but I vow never to do the stoning again coz its particularly hard on the system, hits you like a goddamn speeding truck and then you hear that song: "I believe i can fly.... i believe i can touch the sky". Sure its great, but I'd rather go binge drinking than getting stoned again. First and last time. :D . Atleast, I'll try to stick to that.
Manchester is an amazing city, although the weather may not always be the same. Supposed to be the rain capital of the UK, but from where I come from, no complaints about rain. Delhi's a god forsaken baking desert anyway - either extremely hot or extremely cold. Wonder if the french would survive in Delhi?? Kind of a rhetorical question that but never mind, this is about Manchester. It is a great city, thriving with pubs, bars and clubs and the here are really friendly. One cannot find the frostiness that is associated with London's weather and people with Manchester. It is a great town, where you get everything. EVERYTHING!! More later...
